
June 2008 Celebrate Brooklyn - Prospect Park
Enough is enough. First, Bernie Mac and now Isaac Hayes dies suddenly. According to Hayes' wife, he was found dead near a treadmill in his Memphis, Tennessee home earlier today. Man o man.
Two months ago a group of friends and myself walked over to Celebrate Brooklyn's opening concert in Prospect Park -- Isaac Hayes. We sat on the back lawn with thousands of others and listened to Hayes croon his oldies but forever solid-goodies. That evening I remember thinking how his music reminded me of growing up in the 70s, you know, with Dashiki-ed bearded fathers and afro-ed mothers and teenage brothers who played his albums until the record needle wore out. It made me think about how sweet and comforting blackness was back then as long as Isaac was somewhere in the airwaves.
Wow, I can't believe he's gone, too.
But I'm lucky I guess: I experienced his final number at his Prospect Park concert and stood up with excitement and reverie like the thousands of others as he crooned Shaft's CAN YOU DIG IT?
I'm sending well-wishes and plenty of endurance for his family, friends and those of us who were shaped by his music and soul.
"Aw, shut your mouth." Man!
How did Isaac affect you?