Little Black Pearl event in Chicago

8.11.11 I'm back in Chi-town w/a mini Mosaic, Terri Lyne Carrington & Esperanza Spaulding, we're joined by the lovely Lizz Wright for a fundraiser performance Saturday the 13th @ Little Black Pearl's school. We led a workshop with a Q&A for young music & arts students, it was fantastic! More later, Nona

'angels of humanity' The Opening of Kandake House, NY

My gratitude for the gift of giving & receiving to Greenhope & Kandake House, my Super Funky Band & Rockin Singers, Ronny Drayton, Warren McRae, Etienne Stadwjck, Trevor Gale, Keyontia Hawkins & Keith Fluitt.

I wanted to say how much I enjoyed being part of you opening celebration, your spirit and commitment to Greenhope & Kandake House is inspiring.  What I most enjoyed was speaking with the ‘ladies’ briefly as I was leaving and thinking of their possibilities, of the future for their children because of you and your team at Kandake House as I was riding home.

 ‘angels of humanity’ (a song I will write soon).

"Why I sing the blues" A play with music & dance about the life of BB King

What an inspiring night! Berklee has some ‘sangin & playin’ young artists, so many I won’t list them here but please follow the link below and when you have time, check em out!  I hope Berklee streams one of the shows, if they do, I’ll let you know.  If you’re in or near Boston tomorrow, join us at the BPC = Berklee Performance Center @ 3:00 & let the Blues rock you!

B.B. King: Why I Sing the Blues—An Original Musical

Sunday, May 1, 2011, 3:00 p.m.

Berklee students write and produce an original musical each year honoring an icon of American music. This year’s tells the story of the life and work of B.B. King. Please note that B.B. King will not be in attendance. Can’t make it to the show? Follow it live atconcertwindow.com/berklee.

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Admission: $10 general admission

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It's late night in Gotham, NYC, The Big Apple, 4:50 to be exact, my favorite time in this city, quiet busy-ness & I'm filled with joy & love for life, good night, good morning & good afternoon

Ballad Of Rush Limbaugh

   ‘The Ballad of Rush Limbaugh’

The man on the radio can hardly catch his breath

Describing my plight, prescribing my death

His voice of disgust spewing hate and mistrust

He feels he’s above the law

This is the ballad of Rush Limbaugh 

A native son of a lawyer from the show me state

He rose to stoop to infamy and hate

Born with a silver spoon on a feathered bed

Privilege and prestige dancing in his head

He feels he’s above the law

This is the ballad of Rush Limbaugh

Every woman he took to the altar

Maxine, Michelle and Marta cut their ties

was it the sex, the drugs or the lies? 

You Point your finger saying what you’d do

Blind to the fingers pointing back at you

In your houses made of glass

In your limo carrying your ass

You think you’re the law

 You chose the airwaves to spread your dis-ease

To kick a people already down on their knees

Their crime praying for relief

After centuries of rape by thieves

Salt in a wound still raw

This is the ballad of Rush Limbaugh

 In your houses made of glass

In your limo carrying your ass

The under educated mass

Of followers from the lower class

Can’t see your feet of clay

I believe in what the old folks say

That every dog has its day

No free lunch here

You’ll have to pay

One day you’ll pay