Happy Birthday James Brown.
A blue satin cape embroidered with Thy Name Is Godfather of Soul and rhinestone, sequence and metallic embellishments. Estimated Price: $15,000 – $20,000
So they’re going to really auction off some of James Brown’s stuff at Christie’s? I guess he’s not using it anymore, but if there are unresolved conflicts between family, business managers, and trustees…they should definitely be resolved before the slanging begins. Yes, as Dozanova put it, “Hip Hop died on Christmas Day 2006”, but the legend lives on in my mind…and hopefully in yours. I don’t have the official Christie’s auction book yet, but I’ve looked at all of the items online. To jack some descriptions from http://www.thestate.com/local/story/462001.html, this auction is amazing to say the least:
There are handwritten notes, signed contracts and the inmate inventory sheet listing the clothing and accessories that were taken when Brown went to prison in 1989 for aggravated assault and failure to stop for police.
Most items are expected to bring less than $1,000. But others, like the jumpsuit he wore in 1974 when he performed before the Ali-Foreman “Rumble in the Jungle” in Zaire, are expected to go for $5,000 or more.
A black cape embroidered with his name, Brown’s 1986 Grammy for “Living in America” and a Hammond B-3 electric organ have an estimated value of $15,000 to $20,000.
So here’s my plan. My bank is WAMU and WAMU is about to go out of biz. I’m going to get my dough out of that sinking ship and instead of depositing it somewhere else, investing it, or saving it….I’m going to buy a cape, jumpsuit, and a moog…and make shit funky. If I had a JB jumpsuit…I would rock it everyday for the rest of my life. RIP Godfather….a true legend.
Btw, this is a perfect segue into a brief point I want to make about dead rappers and producers who aren’t true legends. Just because you made some hot beats or spit some verses and then died…doesn’t make you a legend. So, no, I don’t get super emotional over dead rappers or producers. You know the ones I’m talking about. On the flip side, I respect life very much and am saddened by loss of it …but I understand that we all have to live and we all have to die. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some hardcore death lover as I always take time to reflect on what it means to be alive whenever I hear about someone passing….especially in hip hop. Personally, I don’t expect anyone to give a damn about me when I’m gone (I do hope my friends to have a party and drink some hen though….haha). Seriously, you clowns running around dropping RIP for these rappers you didn’t know is a weird hip hop phenomenon. Why don’t you run around throwing RIP’s to people you know, loved ones, people close to you, and your family? Or even the real legends who made shit possible (like James Brown, Hendrix, or Muddy Waters)….not some random catch phrase that you picked up. Maybe you feel like you’re part of movement by doing that? Maybe they really touched each and everyone of your lives…dunno…anything is possible I guess. To each his own..don’t listen to me anyway cause I don’t know shit. I do know one thing though…before I throw a shout to someone I don’t know, I’ve got a massive list of people who are gone that I’ve known and loved…and that’s all that will ever come out of my mouth.