Very BIG little man.

thanks to Lou Reed for exposing me. I was offered some of his music via dupe and turned it down out of conscience. Meant to pick up his stuff. Will.

When his career restared--I'll say this was the late 90s or thereabouts--I went to see him every time I could. Within a short span of time, I had seen him 6 times in three different cities. His singing was so beautiful and he could take time worn ballads fresh again with his magical turs of phrases and his willingness to just pull back, letting silence and time take over. His voice was achingly beautiful (someone, and I forget who, said that Nancy Wilson had stolen her entire career from Jimmy) and had a kind of joyous mournfulness, or perhaps it was a mournful joy, I had never heard before. There will never be another rendition of "Sometime I Feel Like a Motherless Child" or "The Folks Who Live on the Hill." Not after he sang them.

RIP Jimmy. And thank you for bringing so much pleasure.