I guess it shouldn't come as any great shock when someone who's 73 dies of natural causes. Still, the sudden departure of James Brown comes as a slap in the face to Baby Boomers such as myself. Here was a guy who's been around our whole lives and who was still doing it - never stopped giggin' - and then, like a fireworks show that you didn't know was over, it's just over.
He was scheduled to perform at B.B. King's Blues Club in Times Square on New Year's Eve. I went over there on the day he died to bear witness.
The marquee had not yet been changed.
As I took some shots, a man from the club came out with a ladder to perform a sad job.
He told me they were just removing the "NYE" from the marquee and "James Brown" would stay up for a while, and he kindly invited me into the lobby to photograph and sign a memorial poster, which I did.
A fond farewell to the Godfather of Soul, the "king of us all, y'all".
He was scheduled to perform at B.B. King's Blues Club in Times Square on New Year's Eve. I went over there on the day he died to bear witness.
The marquee had not yet been changed.As I took some shots, a man from the club came out with a ladder to perform a sad job.
He told me they were just removing the "NYE" from the marquee and "James Brown" would stay up for a while, and he kindly invited me into the lobby to photograph and sign a memorial poster, which I did.
A fond farewell to the Godfather of Soul, the "king of us all, y'all".
