I Really Have The American Dream Licked.

James Brown's Live At The Apollo Is Not Just A Musical Whiplash, It's A Spiritual Cleansing. You Can Just Close Your Eyes And See Him Doing The Splits, Kicking The Mic Stand And Doing A 360.

Jesse Jackson And Al Not-so-sharpton Would Be Lisping Their Ebonic Mumbo-jumbo That The Policy And The President Are Racist And Bigoted.

My Memory Bank Has Overflowed Out Of Control Forever. I'm Surprised My Smile Hasn't Killed Me Yet. I Have Lived An Indescribable Joyful, Adventurous, Musical Dream Life And It Just Gets Better Every Year.

I'm Stoned On My Music. I'm Intoxicated By My Joyful Calendar Between The Tours, And The Hunting, And The Charity Work, And The Family Time, And Just My Lifestyle Living On A Ranch In Texas And Back When I Lived On My Ranch In Michigan. It's The Epitome Of Individual Independence, Self-sufficiency, Hands-on, Earthly Celebration And We Tour Every Summer Like Complete Animals.

The War Is Coming To The Streets Of America And If You Are Not Keeping And Bearing And Practicing With Your Arms Then You Will Be Helpless And You Will Be The Victim Of Evil.