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The Hardest Working Man In Show Business

He would have been 76 years of age today. He died 3 years ago at the age of 73 - the hardest working man in show business. Who am I talking about? Well he was called many things:
Soul Brother Number One
Sex Machine
Mr. Dynamite
The Hardest Working Man in Show Business
The King of Funk
Minister of The New New Super Heavy Funk
Mr. Please Please Please Please Her
The Boss, and foremost
The Godfather of Soul.

I'm talkin' about James Brown. Here's a most unique version of It's A Man's World - a song Brown made his own - this time sung with, of all people, Pavarotti. It's an unlikely pairing but it'll give you goosebumps - it did me. Enjoy...


freetheunicorns said…
Not only was the hardest working man in show biz, but he was a serious sex machine. Go James go.
nonamedufus said…
FTU: Get on up!

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