Thursday, March 12, 2015

The Gifts And The Birds

Jackie Wilson sang because he had a gift. In fact, in Jackie's case, he had plenty of 'em. He had been a Golden Gloves champ and was probably the finest dancer in rock'n'roll history. Nice guy, too.

Cult artist. That's one way that I've been described. I think I like that. I sing for the same reason that the birds outside my window sing. I just can't help it.


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