FEATURES
By Milton Kent and Milton Kent,Evening Sun Staff | January 14, 1991
THE TIMES, the surroundings and certainly the circumstances are so different from what they used to be for James Brown.But even now, from behind a desk at a Community Action Commission office in South Carolina, where he is engaged in a work-release program as a part of his jail sentence, Brown remembers the good times when the world was his play toy."I have good memories of Baltimore," said Brown by phone. "I remember when I used to play the Regal Theater on Pennsylvania [Ave.] I remember making the people happy."
SPORTS
By MILTON KENT | February 15, 1995
One of the worst-kept secrets in the industry has become public knowledge, as Fox yesterday tapped James Brown, the hardest-working man in sports broadcasting, as studio host for its NHL coverage, which begins April 2.Ok, so maybe that James Brown isn't as prolific as the other James Brown, but he has certainly been at least as visible in the past year, making appearances on three networks in a number of different roles, from calling freestyle skiing at...
NEWS
By Clarence Page and Clarence Page,Chicago Tribune | December 29, 2006
WASHINGTON -- Can James Brown really be gone? Are we sure? After all, no one could stage a false exit better than the "Godfather of Soul." He'd be singing "Please, Please, Please," down on one knee at the foot of the stage, his face gleaming with sweat, his pompadour gleaming with pomade, after two hours of sweet, pulse-pounding soul stirrings. Then his dapper assistant would appear and drape a bright satin cape over Mr. Brown's shoulders, and Soul Brother No. 1 would slowly stand up and turn around and step rhythmically offstage as the band and backup singers moaned, "Please, please don't go-oh-oh ..."
NEWS
By Nick Madigan and Nick Madigan,Sun reporter | December 29, 2006
NEW YORK -- Thousands jammed 125th Street and waited in line for hours yesterday to pay their respects to James Brown, the Godfather of Soul, whose body lay inside Harlem's Apollo Theater. On the stage of the historic building, the Rev. Al Sharpton, a longtime friend, stood near the head of the casket, speaking occasionally to people passing by in a slow, deliberate procession. Some took pictures; others simply looked and moved on. Brown's music blared through the air. Later, at an evening program for family and close friends, Sharpton said it was difficult to believe that a man who was "so much alive" was dead.
ENTERTAINMENT
By Otis R. Taylor Jr. and Otis R. Taylor Jr.,McClatchy-Tribune | January 10, 2008
AUGUSTA, Ga. -- A simple white trellis made of plastic and metal, with a red bow on top and gold treble clefs at the sides, surrounded James Brown's statue on Broad Street here in his hometown. Christmas lights were threaded through the frame, which was anchored by steel wires and sandbags. A cocked Santa hat sat on Brown's head, and a backstage pass from the Imperial Theatre's "12 Bands of Christmas" concert hung around his neck. It was kind of sad, really, like a front-yard decoration people drive by and never notice.
NEWS
By Greg Kot and Greg Kot,Chicago Tribune | December 26, 2006
James Brown was more than a soul-music giant. He was a visionary. The world dances today to the sound of his drum, and in James Brown's universe every instrument was a drum. Mr. Brown died yesterday at 73 of heart failure in Atlanta after being taken to Emory Crawford Long Hospital with pneumonia. Whereas legendary peers such as the Beatles, Elvis Presley and even Bob Dylan have been transformed from counterculture rebels into cuddly icons, Mr. Brown leaves a pricklier legacy. "Said to be singularly `raw,' `uninhibited,' `possessed,' he became the mysterious, exotic black Other of colonialist fantasy," wrote Bruce Tucker in his introduction to the singer's autobiography, James Brown: The Godfather of Soul.