Sad news today from Memphis.

I can still remember when this song and its movie was stalking its way around 1971.  First time I heard it on the radio I could visualize a man walking down a street, not just ambling or strolling but heading somewhere on some mean business.  There’s drive in that familiar high-hat, wah-wah scratch guitar, and the single low bass note.  It is the music of cool purpose. . .in a long, leather coat.

Unfortunately, the man formerly known as Black Moses ended up being a shill for a tinhorn religion. Please note that the link does NOT go to that particular church’s website or anything else that might be affiliated with it.  I refuse to send any traffic their way.

But for a few golden years, he was the man of hot buttered soul.  You damn right.