(April 1, 1949 – May 27, 2011)
No matter how far wrong you’ve gone. You can always turn around. Met a woman in a bar. Told her I was hard to get to know. And near impossible to forget …
astonishing piece. gil scott was a crucial figure in american music and poetry for his righteous anger and deep compassion. there will never be another like him. but as he says here, “turn around, you become full circle and be new here again.” may you find peace, brother gill scott. om mani padme hum.
New York, New York… beyond the sweet schemes, and the cracked pipe dreams… gilded gotham remains, forever killing me…
