As I contemplate Black History Month I reflect upon the lessons I learned from Furry Lewis. I had to wrestle with the man. From love at first sound, because his ocean of noise was so mesmerizing. To revulsion and disgust, as I absorbed the lyrics of an old man loving a young girl. And slowly with understanding, back to love for Furry's music as I forced myself to understand his moment in time. He was a man with a foot in two eras. ...
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