Like a Sex Machine

Tonight, with my good friend Mike, I will be seeing The Godfather of Soul, Mister James Brown, at the House of Blues. I do this knowing that it will surely be one of the last opportunities to see this man live in concert.

See, the Sex Machine is pushing 70, and you know life has not been kind to that body. Sure he can still get up offa that thang, but who knows when that fateful day comes that when he collapses on stage and his aides come out and wrap his cape around him and start to lead him offstage, it won't be just an act. It's coming, you know it is, and I want to see James Brown before that day happens.

If only so I can tell my kids, when we're watching The Blues Brothers, "See that man pretending to be a minister? I saw him live in concert. Yep. And you know what? His hair looked exactly like that, thirty years later."

Posted by Andrew Huff at August 15, 2003 02:25 PM