R.I.P. Barry White

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Top of pageBottom of page   By stranger56 (24.47.50.195) on Friday, July 04, 2003 - 06:10 pm:

Just got the news off Yahoo.
God bless him.
Far too young at 58 years old.

Jim

Top of pageBottom of page   By stranger56 (24.47.50.195) on Friday, July 04, 2003 - 06:18 pm:

Sorry. Didn't see the earlier post on this sad topic.
Please feel free to delete this thread.

Jim

Top of pageBottom of page   By spidergirl (67.210.243.54) on Tuesday, July 22, 2003 - 05:01 pm:

Jim
My step dad has one of his cd and like Barry White he was a good man and I will miss him to I like one of his song and that was (Cat get enough of your love babe) he will be missed.

Kim

Top of pageBottom of page   By moanman (24.44.218.110) on Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 07:18 pm:

For Barry White (1944-2003)

Big Burly poppa, stroking
The keys,
Putting it down something propa.
This one’s for you.

Who would know you were
A ghetto-bred, gang-related,
Youthfully-incarcerated
Thug turned Maestro?

I think of you as stately
And well-stated, powerful
And orchestrated--
A groaning baritone, who
Made two generations of
Natures Rise and
Bloom like the strings of Love
Unlimited…

Damn! You sho could croon!
More than this, you were
That other man in the
Room, conducting the slow jam
I lost my
Virginity to…

I close my eyes & think of you
In Leonard Street boogies
And banana solitudes
And being sixteen & horny
When Kisses rained like music
Past my lips, down my neck,
My chest, my body-- Oh…

Never felt naughty, tho
Never felt sordid, or dirty
Like I was told sex would be.
No, you gave love and sex a soundtrack
Gave it color, class & majesty
Made it sing on the skin
Like a tender memory.

They say, about a million
Babies were made
To your moaning songs, long
And blue, & thick with mood.
Like you, Maestro. Like you…

My boy used to crack on me
For diggin’ you,
Called you:
“The Walrus of Love”
And I laughed--
But just a little,
Cause, in actuality, you knew
Me, and my secrets
Better than he ever would…

So, a big chunk of sensitivity
Caught in my throat
When I heard the news…
I felt sad, and choked on
A memory...

A sweet memory
So many memories
So many songs
So many good moments
That never felt sordid,
Dirty, nasty,
Like I was told
Sex would be.

Peace, Maestro
Peace, yo.

Top of pageBottom of page   By medusa9e2003 (66.73.10.229) on Sunday, July 27, 2003 - 08:30 pm:

...and I will miss him 2. Moanman, that was just so nicely done, so well said. Barry N Song. Poetry so, soo,so Barry~fied.

Thanx! 4 keepin' it 'Live'~~~

Top of pageBottom of page   By moanman (24.44.218.110) on Monday, July 28, 2003 - 12:19 am:

Thanks Medusa. I'm sure we all have our Barry memories. Just thought I'd share the importance of his contribution to the soundtrack of my life from a deeply personal tip. Peace.


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