Song recommendation with a story... Its September by Johnny Taylor is a personal favorite of mine. Its a killer, soulful and sad blues tune. Great song. It holds special meaning for me, though. When I was in state jail many many years ago, there was an old brother named Terry T who used to just light up our dorm and, really, the entire floor and unit, when he would start singing. He was a bad ass! Guards would come by with administrators sometimes just to make Terry perform from them. He would oblige half-heartedly. But, if another of the inmates asked him for a song or someone started (Big Cut) drumming out a beat on one of the tables, Terry would really give it up for us. Ive seen him drop to his knees wailing with tears in his eyes and when this would happen it was total silence and very rare peace in that place. Everyone appreciated the hell out of Terry T and his songs. Not one time did one single person ever think about getting cross with Terry. Not because he was the sweetest guy, but because youd have had 50 very angry, frustrated men suddenly united behind a cause! We all loved Terry T. Terry had quite a few original gospel tunes that he wrote that were really good. I still remember a lot of the words to I Just Love the Lord. But everyones favorite was Its September, especially mine. You see, my release date was in September. A date you tried not to dwell on too much but you definitely looked forward to and didnt talk about at all. You kept it to yourself, especially as it drew closer, for fear of some selfish dick trying to make you catch a new case because he was pissed about being there another year or more. So, you kept quiet. I kept quiet. I tried not to think about it. I tried not to think about seeing my family somewhere besides that crowded gymnasium full of tears. I tried not to think about breathing fresh air and feeling the sun on my face. I tried not to think about home cooked meals,cold beers and warm embraces. But, ever time Terry T would sing that song Id let myself think about it. It didnt matter. Nobody was watching me. Everybody had a tear. It really helped get me through about the toughest time in my life. Mentally and physically. It might have even saved my life. It certainly kept me focused on what was waiting on the other side of that time. Im not sure if Ive ever told this story. Not sure why I felt compelled today. Maybe Im just amazed at how far Ive come. I think of Terry T quite often. Always because of music. Its just amazing what a song can do!
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 16:21:15 +0000
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