Tag: Music

Video: Looks like President Obama can sing after all

The Video via ABC News:

I cannot criticize him for this one, he did hit the right note.

Quote:

Shortly after taking the stage tonight for a fundraiser at the historic Apollo Theater in Harlem, President Obama broke into song.

Obama, standing behind the presidential podium, thanked his hosts and the performers who preceded him, including soul singer Al Green.

“To know that Rev. Al Green was here!” Obama said.

Then, after a pause, he began to sing the opening line of one of Green’s hit songs from 1972: “Let’s Stay Together.”

“I’m…. sooo in love….”

The crowd of 1,400 supporters went wild.

He might be a socialist, he might be a Democrat and I might disagree with a good deal of what he is doing; but I cannot argue that the man can work a crowd. 😀

Others: Talking Points Memo, The Impolitic, Gothamist and alicublog

Update: Pam Geller was not impressed. 😯

Legendary Singer Etta James Dead at 73

So sad, she lived to see the first black President. Now she’s with the angels in Heaven. 🙁

Video from AP:

TMZ.com reports:

Legendary R&B singer Etta James — famous for her hit songs “At Last” and “Something’s Got a Hold on Me” — has died.

The singer — whose health was on a rapid decline the last few years — was diagnosed with leukemia in 2010. She also suffered from dementia and Hepatitis C.

 Her live-in doctor announced the singer was “terminally ill” last month, after her leukemia was declared incurable.

 Etta died at a hospital in Riverside, California … her manager confirmed.

Her Best:

Another good one:

Say what you want; but the woman could belt a song. She will be missed and may she rest in peace.

In Memory: Jimmy Dean 1928 – 2010

The Working Man’s Country Music Singer has died:

Yahoo News Reports:

RICHMOND, Va. – Jimmy Dean, a country music legend for his smash hit about a workingman hero, “Big Bad John,” and an entrepreneur known for his sausage brand, died on Sunday. He was 81.

His wife, Donna Meade Dean, said her husband died at their Henrico County, Va., home.

She told The Associated Press that he had some health problems but was still functioning well, so his death came as a shock. She said he was eating in front of the television. She left the room for a time and came back and he was unresponsive. She said he was pronounced dead at 7:54 p.m.

“He was amazing,” she said. “He had a lot of talents.”

Born in 1928, Dean was raised in poverty in Plainview, Texas, and dropped out of high school after the ninth grade. He went on to a successful entertainment career in the 1950s and ’60s that included the nationally televised “The Jimmy Dean Show.”

In 1969, Dean went into the sausage business, starting the Jimmy Dean Meat Co. in his hometown. He sold the company to Sara Lee Corp. in 1984.

He was also a bit of a Conservative:

In the late ’60s, Dean entered the hog business — something he knew well. His family had butchered hogs, with the young Dean whacking them over the head with the blunt end of an ax. The Dean brothers — Jimmy and Don — ground the meat and their mother seasoned it.

The Jimmy Dean Meat Co. opened with a plant in Plainview. After six months, the company was profitable.

His fortune was estimated at $75 million in the early ’90s.

Having watched other stars fritter away their fortunes, Dean said he learned to be careful with his money.

“I’ve seen so many people in this business that made a fortune,” he told the AP. “They get old and broke and can’t make any money. … I tell you something, … no one’s going to play a benefit for Jimmy Dean.”

Rest in Peace, Mr. Dean. You have more than earned it.

(Fixed headline typo…. Sorry about that….)

There can be only one

AllahPundit posting over at the seemingly permanently deaf to trackbacks HotAir.com; posts a video of some tool showboating.

Nice.

But there’s only one damn good drummer. He’s dead now, victim of his own excess:

That, my friends, is the late John Henry Bonham.

In case anyone wonders. Yes, I am a drummer. Been playing since about the age of 7 or 8. I do not own a drum kit, I haven’t played in ages. But yes, I do know my chops.

The Evening Music Express Presents: Elvis

I think someone should have told Kilpatrick this! HEH!

Run On

Well you may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almightys gonna cut you down

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almightys gonna cut them down

Stop God almighty let me tell you the news
My head’s been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee
My God spoke and he spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angel’s feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great God almighty let me tell you what he said

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down

Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Let me tell you God almightys gonna cut you down

You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as God made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the mote from your neighbour’s eyes
As sure as God made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you sow

You may Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almightys gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down

Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbour’s wife
Brother let me tell you as sure as you’re born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you’ll sneak up and knock on that door
That’s all brother you’ll knock no more
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almightys gonna cut you down

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almightys gonna cut them down