Originally posted by bad_roo
I was at a Jill Scott gig a couple of years back and found myself right up the front next to this enormous, sweaty minger who proceeded to tunelessly bellow the words to every song at ear splitting volume.
Never did much like Jill Scott.
THIS Jill Scott?
"Block parties, school parties, school bullies, cute boys, double dutch, ass whoppins, collard greens, Kool-ade, diaries, hunger, hugs, holdin' on, lettin' go. All that and more make me weak, make me strong. I'm celebrating this here human thing, this here woman thing, this here blood thing. All of it.
My name is Jill Scott and I write (well). I act (well) and I sing with everything I got."
Jill Scott
Now where would a UK brotha get that kinda soul?
We've got to pause and ask ourselves: How much clean air do we need? ~ Lee Iacocca
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