What did I know, what did I know
Of love’s austere and lonely offices?
Richard Pryor, Kraft Music Hall special, 1964 (by morrisoncoursevids)
This is early Pryor brilliance in which you can see the later one about to emerge.
Is that we are a little early, that
Today has that special, lapidary
Todayness that the sunlight reproduces
Faithfully in casting twig-shadows on blithe
Sidewalks. No previous day would have been like this.
The chart of revenues says it all. The beginning revenue of Blockbuster was $6 billion, while the ending revenue of Netflix is $2.2 billion. When the inefficiencies of having retail locations, moving physical inventory, and maintaining overhead/staff are cut out of the ecosystem, far less revenue is needed to support the whole business. (via go-Digital Blog)
Joe Tex: I Gotcha - from I Gotcha (1972)
Getting seriously funky and prefiguring modern rap by a decade or so…
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Billie Holiday: Please Don’t Talk About Me When I’m Gone (1955)
Personnel: Benny Carter, Alto Sax; Harry “Sweets” Edison, Trumpet; Jimmy Rowles, Piano; Barney Kessel, Guitar; Larry Bunker, Drums; John Simmons, Bass
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It's about poetry that works the head and makes all the right sounds. I post what I like to read and hear read. If you see it here, I've probably spent some time speaking it out loud to myself, so I suggest you do the same.
I love this body, this
solo & ragtime jubilee
behind the left nipple,
because I know I was born
to wear out at least
one hundred angels.
--from "Anodyne," Yusef Komunyakaa
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