LONDON:

 

Don E visits, bringing him with him a gentle presence that belies 

the vibrant funk in his core. When his fingers dance & polyrhythmic 

light celebrates life, bouncing around the room. He re-connects us 

with the root, the first time, raised on a repeated groove, the 

loop of the wrist of a James Brown guitar & the impassioned 

power of Ritchie Havens singing, “Freedom!” at Woodstock, never 

faking one second, transcending consciousness, surfing on the 

joy of rhythm. 

 

(K)