“Who Shot Jesus?”
 | Author: Team | Posted: May 27th, 2009 | Filed under: Product, Uncategorized | | Comments Off |
The “Who Shot Jesus?” that’s floating around on the internet is my friend, the great rock critic, Nelson George, who happens to be squawked out in his Brooklyn B-Boy Jimmy Cagney accent… “Don’t worry about it”. He passed me a copy of his latest book City Kid (Viking Press), his autobiography of how he became a very fine writer on the streets of Bed Stuy and Brownsville. We got into the conversation of where our influences came from as kids – buying records, The Jackson 5, Elton John, Ohio Players, Ramsey Lewis, and Stevie Wonder — listening to them and making pictures in our minds. Basement and garage parties were the most amazing places to go and everyone in the house could and would dance – most of the time, with the exception of the dads. Do you remember the first cool person you ever saw? For me it was my next door neighbor Mr. Hill. He worked on the assembly line at Chrysler, drove a Mark IV, wore a Borselino hat, red suits, Cuban heels and DJ’d in his garage which he’d converted to a disco. For Nelson it was a group of cyberitic music lovers and party promoters and his young and soulful mother Doll. Nelson’s description is one of best I’ve ever read detailing the recognition and the birth of cool in a young man’s mind: “In the midsixites she befriended a group of groovy guys called Afrodisiacs 3, who promoted parties,” Nelson explains. “They were all tall, lean, cool, as the other side of the pillow, and wore shades as comfortably as tigers wear stripes”.
I love his writing.
Check it out
nelsongeorge.net
-Veronica Webb
