January 19
Day 14
Percussive soul music is what races through my blood. From birth to fifty-two the question has always been; how am I Caucasian? I always clap differently, feel the off beat powerfully, and can never listen to music or to a sermon without moving or grunting. I sometimes feel I am with the living dead, for peter's sake!
So, when Chris gave me a Gregory Porter CD, well! Only to tell me I am going to see him! Gots to be kidding? Manhattan? Pinch me!
So, here is a link. Folks, I have not checked him out thoroughly, so you are on your own. Judge on, if you must. But music brings me places even when the creator of the melody was not glorifying God. I am a user of good music, a recycler, if you will, and I offer it to the Lord!
I have given you a link to hear the dude. Enjoy.
http://youtu.be/ETnnHRnpXxA
We may have been separated at birth. :-)
ReplyDeleteI on the other hand Denys and Lynne am from such a completely other race..no music in this soul.......
ReplyDeleteI beg to differ Mrs Cupo. I saw you groovin' at the show, the fact that you were there says you got's the music in ya!
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