Friday, July 26, 2013

Andre 3000 to play Jimi Hendrix




"A Real Jimi Hendrix Movie" 

(Get out the Popcorn and spike the Purple Haze Punch Bowl) 

By Glenn Peppers



Have you heard? Recording artist/actor, Andre 3000 is starring in the new Bio pic movie, about the life and times of rock legend, Jimi Hendrix! 


Simply put. I think Andre (born 
AndrĂ© Lauren Benjamin) will make a really good Jimi Hendrix! I really do!!! He kinda even looks like him as well! I truly cannot wait to see this movie, as I also think that Andre will be much better at playing Hendrix than that guy HBO pick to play Jimi Hendrix for their made for TV Bio Pic a few years back! 

Guitar pioneer, Jimi Hendrix was one of the guys we (me and the guys in our band) emulated coming along in my early days of funk, rock and soul in the 1970's... Yes it was that long ago! It was a time when we were young rock and roll wannabes; and our parents (God Bless them) suffered through our painful teenage era of bandanas around the knees, and our wild fizzy hair styles. They put up with all our crazy colored (ti-dyed) shirts, and bell bottom pants and jeans, and platform shoes, and those louder than loud amps and PA systems! As well as our bushy/curly, wrecked Hendrix Fro's! 


I mean, com'on! Who needed one of those neatly trimmed Jackson 5 Afros when you can sport a salad headed, Jimi-Fro? Our bass player was the splitting image of Jimi. Yet we wore the english cut jackets and short frilly vest, and ruffled tuxedo shirts, and buttons down the side of our pants, just like Jimi did. And when I finally did get a real Fender Stratocaster (which was way later along in my guitar evolution than I wanted), I found out why Jimi loved playing Fender guitars so much. It's almost as if they are practically playing themselves! A Fender Stratocaster has a twang and a sound all its own! Hendrix of course loved the classic Strat with a maple neck. He also liked the Fender Telecaster guitar. Being in a black rock and soul band in the early to mid 1970's, we studied every nuance of the Jim Hendrix Experience, except for drugs! 

Drugs (to me) was Jimi's dangerous crossover into the dark side of things; and that's where the "Are You Experience" joyride through cross town traffic stopped for me and my friends. Being that there were many other heroes out here to emulate and learn from in the music world, I then started to venture out and learn from other musical, and vocal mentors in the business. From artist like EWF, The Ohio Players, Carlos Santana, Peabo Bryson, Edgar Winter, Larry Graham, Sly Stone, etc!


Fallen and taken away from us in a most common, yet tragic rock and roll fashion. The sad tale of rock and roll, and drugs and alcohol took its toll on Hendrix in 1971. Jimi left here way too soon! Though tortured and yet driven while alive, I had to respect Jimi's painful climb to rock guitar hero status; yet his belly flop into the dark abyss of Rock and Roll was his and his alone to take! Hendrix suffered for his art. And I image sadly, he'd probably do it all over again. Who can say actually? The truth of the matter is, as much as you love and admire anyone. You can walk only so far in their shoes!


Glenn Peppers                                July 26, 2013



Dig The Video!

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Why we Love White Gangsters






“Why we Love White Gangsters”

By Glenn Peppers 

Amazing how we all glorify the horrible crimes depicted of people in the past. In fantasy, as well as in real life. Especially the likes of gangsters and thugs of white america in film, yet people of color who are portrayed as gangsters, and folks of ill repute in cinema are thought of most often times as lowlifes, hooligans and animals! Most people will tell you (black or white) that "The Godfather" was and is their most favorite movie of all time! Followed by Scarface! The original 1932 film, and the 1983, Oliver Stone/ Al Pacino remake. 

We in america love our white gangsters film stars! Hollywood made them handsome, romantic, brave, and tough! America loved gangsters like, James Cagney as “The Public Enemy.” Back in the 1930‘s and 1940’s, being a gangster meant you were a Real Tough Guy! You were a quarter flippin’ George Raft kinda guy. Yeah we did it! We made heroes of gangsters, and we partly have Hollywood to blame! In film, (as in real life) Cinema represented the gangster spirit of america’s “Conquer and Rule” ideal set forth with pioneering settlers during america’s colonizing period of the old west; pillaging and marauding the land, and its indigenous inhabitants (native americans), and calling those who did so, heroes in folklore and song! What would stop it from continuing in the american cinema?  

In later years, Lawrence Fishburne played real life Gangster, Bumpy Johnson in the movie, “Hoodlum.” I thought it was an admirable role, and I felt it was an excellent movie, yet “Hoodlum” went largely un-noticed by white movie goers. Apparently not many envisioned Hoodlum as a hero type gangster. At the very least, not one to be admired!

The Godfather came off as a movie that depicted mainly recently immigrant Italian men (and their children), just after turn of the century Chicago. They came off as proud/principled men who took what they wanted. Ate well, lived well, married well, dressed well, and despite their many sins against humanity, displayed an unshakable honor among themselves in this quiet, well shot Brian Depalma film, which was beautifully directed. The film neatly set them in the heartland of america, scratching, and demanding their place in the american lexicon and mainstream. And for some reason, we all (myself included) love and revere films like The Godfather, Scarface, and Public Enemy stories as kind of a history to to honored, and remembered...and watched at least twice out of a year on Blue Ray/DVD/Cable! 
Still we all have to think about why is it ok to love and admire a white gangster, thief and murderer, and not one of Arab, African, or Asian decent. Why wouldn’t an Asian gangster saying “Leave the Gun, take the Egg Rolls!” sound as cool and iconic to us as the classic Godfather line: “Leave the Gun, Take the Cannoli?” Would we find it offensive, stereotypical, or just not Hollywood cool enough? And if so, why? 

I think African American movies like "Set it Off" starring Jada Pinkett and Queen Latifah, (a movie featuring four down on their luck black women pushed to the brink of financial desperation, resorting in bank robbery) somewhat changed that view with its sincere story line, its endearing/relatable home-girl camaraderie, and Thelma and Louise flavor in the ending. Still, as endearing as the characters are in “Set it Off,” many outside black culture saw the movie simply as typical, and the characters only as ghetto, female bank robbing thugs; and not well meaning, disadvantaged americans women, fighting and clawing their way into a corner of happiness, and the so called american dream! 

A most underrated Film 

Personally, I enjoyed “Set it Off,” as it showed first hand from a black female perspective how easy it can be for one to be pushed into desperately doing something you never thought you’d ever do to survive. Set it Off also showed how easily things can go horribly wrong, in an instant! 

Back in america’s gangster heyday, plenty Chicagoans justified the crimes and the likes of Al Capone, mainly because Capone did actually give back to his community. Yet and still, just because its white crime, doesn’t make it good crime! Fascinating... There's even polarizing racism in crime! 
By Glenn Peppers 7-23-13

Saturday, July 20, 2013

George Zimmerman’s Karma Comeuppance



                                     







         

George Zimmerman’s Karma Comeuppance                                              By  Glenn Peppers                                                          



         This is my Letter to one George Zimmerman. Fearful Police wannabe, and all around general coward!


       Mr. George M. Zimmerman. Frightened little man that you are! Because of your actions, and an almost convincing fake, tinker toy trial that granted you a “Not Guilty” verdict for openly murdering teenager, Trayvon Martin. You have the unfortunate curse of being deemed a Free Man, as a result. Yet I feel it only fair to inform you that for the rest of your life, because you are now a public figure; you will forever be looking over your shoulder, living in fear. Mind you, I feel that no one will ever have to harm you. In fact, it is not my wish that anyone would. I’m that kind of a person. I am one who holds no ill will towards his follow man. No matter how cowardice and despicable a person he may be! This fear for your safety will also become a concern for your family, whereas when you put yourself out here for all the world to judge. Now they too have to share your loss of privacy, and public scorn! 

     Have you even thought that for years to come, you will be ducking, hiding, and will forever be profiled, and judged everywhere you go? Because of your actions, you'll be hated, and stalked, and pursued. Your dreams will soon be filled with nervous anticipation and foreboding. Sleep and decent rest will start to elude you! Feeling uncomfortable wherever you lay your head, you'll probably end up having to move from place to place, and town to town, as you will never feel safe in any one place you take up residence. This is because of the fear that is in you! Aside from your former domestic issues, your marriage and other relationships could soon start to suffer! And even though there are people around you who claim they support you, eventually when the fanfare wears off, folks with doubts will start to become scarce, and begin to fade away; as one day they will start to question your motives for everything you do, and have done. 

You'll one day start to have endless of bouts with depression. Your legal entanglements will press on for years, wearing you out. Given who you are, and what you’ve done, I wonder where it is you’ll find employment? I am curious as to who would hire an admitted child murderer! What company or corporation would chance ruining their business for hiring the likes of a George Zimmerman? During these times, I wonder will your father/former judge be able to bail you out of all your on-coming troubles, as you sink deep down into that long black tunnel of despair. On sleepless nights, you'll surly have to deal with your conscious on the ever weighing act of gunning down a child walking home with purchased food items and a cell phone in his hands, as the years drag by! For in your lonely mind, George Zimmerman, you will one day start to go into yourself, and soon guilt will drive you to the brink of insanity!
I am certain that you will re-live that night, every night for a million years in hell! That hell being in your own lying, twisted little mind. For little did you know that in trying to kill what you seemed to hate most. You exposed yourself and your loved ones to your seedy little world! A world you’ve build up in your mind, made up of hate, fear, and retribution! Yet in the coming months or years, those images will always be there... 24 hours a day. 365 and one half days a year, it will be there. The sound of the shot. The smell of the gun powder! The look of pain on Trayvon’s face as he falls! The sound of his body as it impacts the ground! Sure for now, this may not bother you. Your adrenaline is still too high to care right now, isn’t it? Yet stronger than the fact that you recently killed a child is your hatred for what you (for a lifetime) have feared and hated most of all. That being Black People in general! 
So congratulations Mr. Zimmerman! As a result of your self-justified act of murder, you have succeeded in becoming what you feared and hated most!, Here is, your price for freedom, for murdering a child in cold blood. This prize is dipped in fear, and soaked in blood!  As a result of your new fearful, and hated status, you'll forever know what its like to be pursued, profiled, stalked, and hated by millions. Know it or not, you have officially become a member of the most uniquely hated, and unjustly feared group of people the white race has so passionately loveed to despise. You Sir have officially become, a Black Man! Welcome to Hell, George Zimmerman!
                 Glenn Peppers July 17, 2013

Thursday, July 18, 2013

"Cooler heads will Prevail" by Glenn Peppers


                                                              



                       
                       


After much reading and watching people’s videos, and hearing all the many commentaries, and even making a few myself. It is my perception after all this that Cooler Heads will Prevail! Not to say that action (legal and/or commerce-wise) and diligence should be omitted. Hell no! I’ve watched the media firestorm with this trial turn people into a complete Emotional Wreck! Myself included. Yet, we all should know better shouldn’t we? I mean, hasn’t even the slightest bit of suspicion crept up in your mind that this was all set up; and all played out just to throw in the pit and have us clawing at each others throats! 

I’ve heard and seen video to some pretty fiery and inflammatory opinions and statements in response to this fake out verdict. In these past few days, I’ve seen and heard good friends go at each other, and all in the name of “I’m Right” selfishness. Yes, the “I’m Right Syndrome,” and all the anger over people not understanding your feelings, opinions and points of view! Admit it (if you’re black)! All any black person wants is for someone to understand how you feel when our freedoms, and our civil rights, and self respect is openly being trampled upon! To not even try to understand this (I feel) shows a gross insensitivity problem, or some weird superior power thing going on; or maybe you’re just that insensitive! If this be the case, I’m glad I’m finding that out about who you are!  

This crime challenged the deepest of most everyone’s emotions and sensibilities. Black white or otherwise! Scathingly as you know, that verdict loudly screamed that it is OK to stalk and kill an unarmed black child, in the name of Stand Your Ground, and self defense, in 2013; and that as a result, you can simply walk away scott free from it! Deep in ones heart, you gotta believe that anyone who really feels that way is numb inside! Maybe you are more racist than you knew! Face it, had this situation happened to a white child, or a child from any other race, where a teenager had been killed in the exact same manner, wouldn’t that particular race have been totally thrown for a loop, and unnerved and deeply upset to the point of riots? Yes Riot! Com’on now, I watch the news too. I’ve seen white folks flip over cars, and torch plenty downtown metropolis’ over just losing (or even winning) a football game! Let’s be honest ‘bout it! This trial played on all our sensibilities like a cheap fiddle at a Klan Rally! Look at us all! We’ve become raving lunatics! And all in the name of justice!... But wait!... Now isn’t that what they want us to do, act a fool?

As I sit back and looked at clips from trial. Preferably the prosecuting teams performance. To me, they came off like the prize fighter sent into the ring to make the fight look good, and make it appear as if he were really slugging it out, trying his hardest to win; and yet all the while is really Throwing the Fight! Come on now, give me a break! First and foremost, Not one African American on that jury, at all? If I’m not mistaken, there was one hispanic female! And to that, well think about it. How did you really think that this one hispanic woman would identify with her white juror-peers? You really think she would have disputed their not guilty verdict efforts? 


Television, and social media has made this trial a real firestorm! Agreeably, I understand the fury among black folk! “How do you ask?” You say! Well, basically its because I am a black man! A black male who has been profiled by the police, more times than I can count on all my fingers and toes (and I still have all of them) many times over. I’ve experienced being jumped, ganged up on, and almost being shot by a police officer at the age of 14. I’ll never forget the time that there was these intoxicated white kids in a convertible, driving north on Mt. Elliot, throwing glass bottles of urine at me and my friends when I was a kid. Not to mention the possible thousands of subtle direct, and in-direct racist comments, digs, derogatory remarks, judgements, wrongful discharges, and on the job harassment's, false accusations made towards me out of fear, and untold bigotry, and countless other incidents I’ve experienced with race that I’ve locked away in my heart over a lifetime! Yet, through all this, for some reason, I still think I see Oz back working feverishly behind that big red curtain, pulling the strings and working all those gadgets, and making with the fake thunder and lightening, going Boom-Flash-Crash-Clang!



Our buttons were being pushed ya’ll, and we still don’t even see it! Oh why start a Race War in America? Why waste all that effort? That’s too much damned work, hating folks! Yet apparently there are people out here putting in big overtime doing so! Sadly I’m sure there are people who have their reasons for wanting such a thing. Being somewhat of an intelligent kind-a guy, I think its a big waste of energy! One things is certain though, you sure can do a lot ‘to and with’ people when they are a complete emotional wreck, and all heated up, hot headed, hot blooded, and all divided and ready to fight each other, huh? I’m not saying don’t be mad or angry at this situation, and to forget all about these serious civil rights, and race issues at hand, and just let it slide! No way am I saying anything close to that. All I’m saying is there are more creative ways to handle this funk, and this pent up anger without losing our minds, our friends and family members, and our self respect. 

For me, as a rule. Florida is completely off limits!... Period! And its not just the Stand your Ground law there either. We have SYG here too. And as a CPL holder, if a cowardice and unwittingly stupid George Zimmerman wannabe type comes-a-stalking, and thinks he has a perfect victim in me, he’ll have to match wits and skills with the likes of someone like myself; and to be fair... that might not be this persons greatest (or smartest) ambition! 
Moreover, it is Florida’s disregard for human life within its law enforcement, and judicial system that I greatly distrust. Case in point; the convicting of a black woman to 20 years in prison for discharging a weapon in her home, by giving off a warning shot, was denied her Stand Your Ground status as she tried to fend off an abusive spouse. In other words, this woman, Marissa Alexander (who had been abused by her husband) also felt threatened (much like George Zimmerman claimed he was), yet somehow the Stand Your Ground law didn’t apply to her situation... She was sentenced to twenty years in prison, and yet no one was killed!  

Then there is the case of Casey Anthony. Simply put; “what kind of jury lets a murdering monster with a baby face walk free?...” a Florida jury of course! No way will I willfully ever set foot in Florida! I find that it is especially Florida’s predatory dealings with people of color, and also again, by various law enforcement and hate groups that I will not tolerate. All who seem to operate openly, and at will, terrorizing and brutalizing blacks, hispanics, haitians and cubans, with extreme malice and impunity! Therefore, as a rule, Florida is dead to me!
Use your brains people! There’s a Disneyland in California if you just ‘have’ to go! Orlando (in my opinion) was grossly over rated, and far too crowded; and by the way, Florida isn’t the only state to make orange juice! Its way too hot in just about anywhere in Florida for me, and every hurricane that comes sailing off the Atlantic has destroyed it more times than Godzilla has crushed Tokyo, Japan! So why go? If the Zimmerman-types, the rouge cops, and the gangs, and judicial system doesn’t kill you the damned Hurricanes will! 

There are other ports of call along the east coast in which to sail out from, in order to get to Jamaica, St. Croix, The Virgin Islands, and the Bahamas, etc. All along the east coast! So if I ever take a notion to do the cruise thing, there are plenty of places to set sail from other than setting foot in Florida!
One of the last photos taken in court days before the defense rest their case showed Zimmerman turning and slyly winking at his attorney. Most people would have just shrugged it off, and maybe already have as nothing at all! I saw it as a nod, or (as they say in Poker) “a Tell!” What was it about that one picture that let me know that the deck could quite possibly be stacked in the defense’ favor, and that the cards could quite possibly be marked? Call it a hunch! Just a feeling I guess! I could be wrong about all this, and maybe everything else I made mention of! This could all just one big fat coincidence! Hey, I’ve been wrong before! Still the vibe I felt in that snap shot was one that said. “We’ve got this thing well in hand!” So if that be true, then why? Why let a wimp loser like George Zimmerman go free, even after he admitted murdering an unarmed 17 year old kid? Who knows? All I know is, out here, in the real world, through it all, Cooler Heads will Prevail, and Money Talks, loud and clear!

Glenn Peppers                July 18, 2013



My View From the Corner

Friday, February 3, 2012

Rest in Peace Don Cornelious

“Soul Train was truly the Hippest Trip in America!”
              
                 (Paying Homage to Don Cornelious, 
                       a Man of Vision and Soul)
         
                                    by  Glenn Peppers
     “Diversity on television had come into its own in 1971. Soul Train made the 1970’s, and every decade since one big train-ride of Love Peace and SOUL!”
     Before Soul Train came into being, I grew up during the 1960’s in Detroit, Michigan. I came along in the era of Ed Sullivan, Shindig, The Hollywood Palace, Hullabaloo and of course, The American Bandstand. I loved those TV music and dance shows, even though all they would feature sometimes would be acts like Ed Burden and the Animals, The Stones, Traffic, and other 60’s Rock and Roll artist. Mind you, I loved watching those guys, along with some of the newer guys like, Frankie Vali and the Four Seasons crooning “Sherry,” and older rockers such as Jerry Lee Lewis and Little Richard clowning on the piano; but what we (and many other black children and grownups alike) waited for were acts like Marvin Gaye, Gladys Knight and Smokey Robinson to come on TV. They’d come on occasionally on shows like Shindig and Hullabaloo, but you’d rarely see black recording artist outside of Motown during the week on TV. 
     Whenever you did, whoever spied this out in the house would shout out, “Hey ya’ll, black folks on TV! Come in the living room!” And everybody in the house would come-a running! Come to find out, this was true in most black homes during the dawning of the golden age of television starting from the 1950’s on into the 1960’s. Most times we’d have to wait until Sunday nights to see black acts on TV like The Supremes, The Temptations, The Four Tops and The Jackson 5 on The Ed Sullivan Show. We here in Detroit were lucky however, we had a Canadian television dance show called, “Swinging Time” broadcast on Channel 9, CKLW TV, Windsor Canada, right across the Detroit River from us on Riverside Drive. The show aired every weekday at 4:30pm; and was hosted by CKLW radio DJ, Robin Seymour. 
    
Robin Seymour
Swinging Time was hip, and it was current because it featured mainly Motown acts sometimes twice out of a week or more. And as I said, we were lucky here in Detroit back in the 60’s. We got our “Live” dose of “My Girl” and “Stop in the Name of Love” well before most of America did, and all because of the diversity and hipness of a oop radio and progressive television station in Canada called CKLW. As a matter of fact, CKLW was so into art of american soul, rock, country, folk and pop music, they played a little bit of everything 24hrs a day, forging the way for a new sound on american radio that became  known as; Top 40!
   
Swinging Time on CKLW Channel 9
I kind of liked the fact that we Motown/Hometown people always got a first look at what america hadn’t seen yet. As Kids, we’d rush home from school, change clothes, do chores, and homework and sit in front of the TV and wait for Swinging time to come on. We had it good musically! Well just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, in October 1971, on a gloomy Saturday afternoon, a new television dance show aired on CBS (our WJBK Channel 2) that would in fact change the world as we all knew it. This dance show was Soul Train! Although the original roots to Soul Train go back as far as 1965 in Chicago, it wasn’t until 1971 that most of America got its first dose of Love Peace and Soul from host Don Cornelious and his Soul Train Gang! I’d never seen anything like this on TV before, ever! 
     An all african american oriented dance show... nationally produced by Don Cornelious and mainly funded by Johnson Products Company and Sears and Roebuck. The show had style and like American Bandstand had special musical guest, and played quick medley-like snippets of hit songs during the dance sequences, instead of long play cuts. Soul Train had great camera shots and angles of the dancers, who were style mavens and stars in their own right. This new thing called Soul Train gave you just enough music to hang on to before quickly switching you to the next song, and the latest dance! What was really cool about Soul Train was the various modes of dance, and the dancers themselves. They had personality and style! Every week, folks would tune into Soul Train to see who the guest artist would be; and to see what the dancers were wearing, or what they’re hair do’s and afro’s looked like.
     Some of the dancers on the show developed sort a cult following. I remember all the guys in my band having a thing for dancer, Damita Jo Freeman. She was cute, sexy and could really dance. I remember Damita would raise her right leg straight up high in the air as she stood, as if she would kick the ceiling. Then Damita would hold it there and wiggle her foot as she teased the camera lens, and of course us viewers! Many other dancers became popular as well from just dancing on Soul Train. In later years, Soul Train dancers like Jody Watley, Jeffery Daniel and Howard Hewett would become true stars as a result of being a member of the Soul Train Gang. 

     These three dancers would become the first recording act pinched from the show, and handpicked to work with record producer, Dick Griffey at Soul Train Records (which by the time Watley, Hewett and Daniel joined Soul Train Records, it had become Solar Records). These popular Soul Train Dancers soon became the R&B act, Shalamar! Jody Watley, a sleek slender model and dancer and aspiring singer was made for the role; and Soul Train became the springboard for a newer, revamped Shalamar (while doing research for this article, I discovered that there was an older version of Shalamar that was not quite as successful as The Watley, Daniel, Hewett crew), which by the way became a greatly prolific soul act throughout the mid to late 1980’s, making it even more prestigious to be known as a Soul Train Dancer!
     But by far, and by any stretch of the imagination, there was no one on Television like Don Cornelious! Don stood upright, and was as cool as flavored ice cubes, and had a voice like velvet chocolate! Don’s way of talking up a song or an act was all his own smooth style! With his neat afro, festive neckties, wide lapel suits and fashionable glasses, Don Cornelious exuded class and pride that inspired me and many other young MC wannabes over the years. But above all it was his voice! That rich deep baritone that (in my opinion) should have had a singing voice behind it, was his signature! You could tell Cornelious ran a tight ship just by looking at the production value of the show alone. Nothing stayed the same. Soul Train had to stay 10 steps ahead of everybody else! Everything had to be good or better. Soul Train had to put out! Mainly because there just as many people from all walks of life tuning in to see Soul Train as there were to see The American Bandstand. Cornelious had to make Soul Train glimmer and stay soulful all at the same time! 
     Just like I imagine Don Cornelious once did, I picture dance show host Robin Seymour calling up Barry or Ester Gordy on the phone and saying something like, “ Hey you guy’s, I need an act for Swinging Time, I heard that new tune by Junior Walker and the All-Stars, and its smoking! Can I book’em?” Well all the same, Don Cornelious Knew a whole slew of talent in Chicago that he could always pull from, as Cornelious was an on-air News Reporter, and part time radio DJ at WVON Chicago before Soul Train hit the national television airwaves. Chicagoans like Curtis Mayfield, Jerry Butler and The Chi-Lites would come on the show anytime Don needed talent when Soul Train was based in Chicago, and even when the show migrated out west to California; his many Chicago buddies in the business were always willing to give Don a hand with guest appearances. This was also good for the acts themselves, as it was wonderful exposure, making for great Record PR!
     How many Saturday afternoons did we all sit in front of the television with a bowl of Fruity Pebbles (or whatever snack you liked) waiting for Soul Train to come on? Saturday’s were quite different back then. Network television (all three stations) played cartoons from roughly 8am to just about 11:30am. Picture this! its Saturday, 1971. At noon, you’d tune in your TV to your ABC affiliate to watch The American Bandstand. And there you’d see possibly Elton John singing “Your Song” or The Osmond Brothers singing, “One Bad Apple.” Those songs were great, its just that if you lived in a mainly urban area, you wanted to see the people (much like yourself) who made the records you’ve only heard on the radio, yet never saw what they looked like.  Well just maybe (if Sullivan liked them well enough; if they were his idea of mainstream/crossover artist, i.e. OC Smith types... “God didn’t make Little Green Apples”) they’d make an appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show on Sunday night. 

     It was a real pain and most times a disappointment to tune into Sullivan on Sunday nights and only see a circus act or a guy from europe spinning plates on a stick. Sure we liked Topo Gigo (the cute little puppet mouse; but that just wasn’t quite Gene Chandler singing “Duke of Earl”), there’d be comedians like, Shecky Greene, aging easy listening singers like Eddie Arnold, and pop singers like Tom Jones. Those acts were all very cool, but blacks waited to see artist like The Temptations, Martha Reeves and the Vandellas, and James Brown.
     On Saturday’s, when 1pm would finally roll around, we’d turn to Channel 2, and a big vocal shout would ring out from the TV speaker!... “PEOPLE ALL OVER THE WORLD!” Then came the theme song (which changed many times over the years as well. My favorite version of the Soul Train theme is the 1974 version, “The Sound of Philadelphia"). Then as the show started, there came the iconic; “The SOOULLLLLLL-TRAINNNN!“ Voice-over. Then another voice over was dubbed on top of that one announcing:
     “Soul Train, the Hippest Trip in America. Brought to you by Afro Sheen, and Afro Sheen Products. And now heres your host, Don Cornelious!” 
     I was starstruck! I was also glued to the TV screen for the remaining hour! There was nothing else on television like it... anywhere! There was no BS to the programming either, they went right to the music and the dancing. Every week you picked out who your favorite dancers were, and called each other on the phone goofing and commenting, and all while the show was on, laughing, saying, “Man, did you see that? or “Look at those pants!” I remember the guys picked out who they thought the finest girls were. And the girls scoped the good looking men and all the fashion elements of the show. Soul Train became Thee’ bastion and hub for style and fashion for the 1970’s and beyond in the black community, and eventually leading out into the suburban areas of America. Fact remains, Soul Train Dancers set trends! Trends that lasted and became iconic and synonymous with fashion around the world. There were some pretty slick clothing styles and trends set by the creative Soul Train Gang on the show. If they wore Knickers (Knickerbockers: a style of pants), we wore knickers. If Apple Hats was the thing, we went out and bought’em! Baseball Jackets, Platform Shoes and Plated Shirts sold like hotcakes. If the Soul Train Dancers wore Monster Bell Bottoms and scarfs around their knees, and head bands, we wore them too! 
     The Afro didn’t really gain its true prominence until Soul Train came into being as a household name as well. The Dancers and The Jackson Five, The Sylvers and a host of others (with their more than perfect afro’s, along with their repeated appearances on Soul Train) helped solidify and validate the essence of what wearing an Afro really meant back in the day, just after the civil rights and black power era of america had begun to simmer, the afro yet maintained its meaning and new awakening status. Like Angela Davis, The Jackson 5, the Soul Train Dancers and many of us home viewers, wore our Afro or Naturals proudly, reflecting pride and beauty as depicted on Soul Train. Wearing an afro made you feel as proud, and as individually unique and expressive, as a Niki Giovanni poem. Soul Train was a television milestone that shone us as a beautiful people to the entire world! That we didn’t all look the same. We shined in all our different hues, artist projections and modes of styles. Never once did Soul Train depict us as the dreaded sambo characters Hollywood had always portrayed us to be in cinema for decades! This new sense of freedom through expression, self awareness and black identity snatched us light years away from the shackles of Jim Crow, and stagnation in black culture and lifestyle. 

    In all the years I watched television as a child, there was never a television commercial featuring Haircare Products made specially for people of color. You’d see ad’s for Adorn, Toni, Prell, Head and Shoulders, White Rain, even Auqanet Hair Spray. But never an ad for black haircare products. Imagine how left out and dejected black women must have felt hearing the Miss Clairol commercial slogan, “Blond’s have more Fun” For all those decades, having nothing to boaster their pride and raise their spirits about their good looks! Soul Train would be the first television show of its kind to do just that. Feature advertising for black haircare products! Afro Sheen set the pace for modern day haircare and beauty products for men and woman; debuting a beauty line of products and fashion items for black women called, Fashion Fair and Fashion Fair Makeup and skin products, all formulated for black hair and skin. 
     I can’t even begin to tell you how Fashion Fair has evolved into a multi-million dollar fashion powerhouse in the world of fashion! It is dubbed the worlds largest Traveling Fashion Show! Before Soul Train, I remember seeing my dad use old school black haircare products and pomade (Petroleum) based hair grease like Murray’s and Super Groom. I also remember watching black women press their hair with products like Hair Rep pressing oil. Those haircare products were cool, but for a more modern/hip look during the 1970’s, you needed an AFRO! And along with this afro, you needed the Afro Sheen Spray and Bergamot, and so on. If you didn’t use it, you just weren’t hip!
     I have to admit, some of the commercial's on Soul Train were funny as hell sometimes. Yes even some of the products were a scream, and were a bit over the top. I remember “The Afro Sheen Blowout Kit!” The commercial featured Frederick Douglas admonishing a young collage student about the condition of his hair as he was about to rush out of the door to school with his books in his hand, and his hair a mess. Douglas’ line was: “Are you going out into the world with your hair looking like that?” Corny? Yes! But it was “Us” on TV! Good commercial or bad Commercial, there were black people on TV! And if you’re old enough to know better, there were no African American Commercials on television... Anywhere! Yet once a week, on Saturday afternoons, for just about an hour, we saw a reflection of ourselves that was just like the song James Brown sang about in the 1960’s! Finally in a mode of media (if not only for a brief time) we were Black and Proud on television! Afro Sheen helped instill and exemplify this in young black minds of that day. Soul Train showed us that we were indeed Beautiful! 
     One thing I loved about Soul Train was that it also gave us a chance to see what some of the artist and the cute girls in the singing groups looked like. We saw what The Honey Cone (Famous for their song “Want Ad’s”) really looked like! We didn’t have to imagine or search out an album cover to see what an artist really looked and performed like, for Ed Sullivan (as liberal and as cosmopolitan as he was for that day and time) was most likely not going to have the Honey Cone on his show. We saw most all the obscure soul and R&B groups and artist who’d never make it to Sullivan’s middle of the road viewing, or Dick Clark’s Bandstand right there on Soul Train and sometimes even Shindig. I remember when Don Cornelious walked up onto the Soul Train stage and shook hands with Barry White after he’d sung “Can’t get Enough of Your Love Babe.” I remember those two great big voices rumbling together in conversation, I was awestruck! That was powerful! That was SOUL!
     A lot of trends and iconic styles, images and traditions came out of Soul Train! One tradition in particular that is popular to this day at parties, family reunions, and gatherings of all kinds is the famed Soul Train Line! It was my favorite, yet the shortest part of the whole TV show. You had to tune in if not but to see the soul train line, or to see who would be clowning the most going down the line that particular week. What they were wearing, or what moves dancer Scooby Doo (of the Locker Dancers) was doing this week.  Maybe you were checking out Demita Jo Freeman doing her famous splits and kicks, saying “that girl is Jammin’!” Did you know that Fred Berry from the 70‘s TV show “What’s Happening” was also a Locker Dancer and was discovered on Soul Train? Of course you knew! 
     One of my favorite endings to a movie is the ending to the great Christmas movie, “This Christmas” where at the end during the credits, the entire cast engages in a Soul Train Line, dancing to Marvin Gaye’s “Got to Give it Up!” Now I’m not big on Christmas Movies, and I’m not one for breaking film tradition, but seeing how the cast were having such fun together going down that Soul Train Line made the movie even more enjoyable! Oh by the way, I try and watch “This Christmas” it every year!
     Dick Clark had the Rate a Record segment of American Bandstand, and Don Cornelious had “The Soul Train Scramble Board.” This is where you’d un-scramble the name of a famous person, singer, music group or African American Icon. Each week I’d cringe at the couple picked who looked like they were having trouble solving the puzzle. The letters looked like various colored felt alphabets pieces on a felt display board in school. Just when you thought they wouldn’t solve it, they’d put all the letters in order just in time for the next song, or special guest segment! 
     Soul Train is something most people my age grew up on. It became apart of us! We are the last of the baby boomers from the rock, soul and pop era of america. We’re the Pepsi Generation! We’re the Nuclear Kool Aid Kids who’ve seen it all! Had there been no Soul Train, I’m sure there would not have been a Michael Jackson’s “Thriller!” No “Purple Rain,” no Usher, no Tina Turner Comeback, you name it! The dynamics of musical culture through soul would have been lacking or somehow changed! The medium for expression would just not have been there in quite the same way! I feel had there been no Soul Train, there would not have been a Midnight Special, nor a Don Kirshner’s Rock Concert. No local dance shows like “The Scene,” and the “New Dance Show” for these show modeled themselves after their predecessor, Soul Train! There was a symmetry to all this, and Soul Train was the cornerstone; the very starting gate for a new generation! Soundtrack works like Shaft and Curtis Mayfield’s Superfly as well as some disco and funk music could have quite possibly gone a different route, and maybe would have not been as popular or revered had it not been for Soul Train. 
     Not being relegated to having just black artist on the show, it wasn’t until just about 1975 when Soul Train featured White artist who loved and reflected Soul Music in their work! Cornelious featured artist David Bowie on Soul Train in 1975. Bowie’s song “Fame” was funky and soulful and took the country by storm! Among other White artist who graced the Soul Train stage were artist like Gino Vannelli (Gino Vanelli was actually the first white artist to appear on Soul Train. Elton John being the 2nd), Hall & Oats, Elton John, and my buddy the late Teena Marie, Robin Thicke, Culture Club, Duran Duran,The Average White Band, New Kids on the Block, The Beastie Boys, Sting, Michael Bolton, Sheena Easton and Frankie Vali singing “Grease!” Soul was all over the place!
     To those who understand it, Soul is not confined to just one culture and expression. It comes from the heart and soul! This is just one reason I am saddened at the passing of Don Cornelious. Soul Train was his heart, his baby; his Mona Lisa! It meant the world to him. And as I pour out my observations and memories onto this paper, I am reminded that Soul Train really did mean a lot to me as an aspiring announcer and voice over artist. I feel that Soul Train meant something special to each and every one of you who are reading this article! This goes out to everyone who has ever sat in front of their television set on a Saturday afternoon watching Soul Train for decades (or whatever day or night you could catch it. For the channel affiliates had begun to move the show around to different days and hours in later years, frustrating viewers and I’m sure Cornelious). 
     Changes in the Music business, changes in sound, music sampling, declined changes in writing and music styles over the years did not honor or reflect soul music respectively, and Don Cornelious‘ departure from the show after a lifetime of priming, prodding and raising his baby called Soul Train, just didn’t seem the same to him, as with a lot of us longtime viewers as well. The new Soul Train of the new millennium went through a battery of Hip Hop Host who tried to rekindle the Soul and Freshness of the Soul Train of old, but that was not to be! Rap and Hip Hop music (which Cornelious despised) ushered in a whole new audience of video powered iPod urchins, slated more towards cable music video programming like MTV, rather than dance show formatted television.  The Changes that Soul Train so eagerly embraced over the years in order to remain cutting edge and new, now became its demise as the winds of change blew in a far different direction, leaving Soul Train in the wind.  Soul Train had had its time! 
    Soul Train viewers are faithful and true to its traditions and memories. There is a documentary on Soul Train out on DVD, and Time Life has a Best of Soul Train collection available. Since day one, I’ve been in love with Soul Train; and what some people still fail to recognize is that Soul Train was more than just a dance show. it was more than its slogan, being forever known as “The Hippest Trip in America!” Soul Train was and is a huge slice of Americana! So to Don Cornelious I say, rest in peace old friend, for as you lived, Let me be brave and use your phrasing to say that your life must surely have been “a Stone Gas!”


     You know, on those many Saturday’s before I could go about my day, a minute or two just before Soul Train would go off the air at around 2pm, it just wasn’t officially a Saturday until I heard these words:   
“...and you can bet your last money, it's all gonna be a stone gas, honey! I'm Don Cornelius, and asWritten by February 2, 2012
    Glenn Peppers