With the Florida-Georgia game approaching, and the Gators not quite looking ready this year for the clash, I find myself dreading actually thinking about the game but loving the thought of home and days gone by. Especially our great 20-year run over the Dawgs.
At some point today thoughts of northeast Florida brought to mind the music of the late, great Freddie Scott. A Providence, Rhode Island native, he's a little bit before my time but I remember often hearing some of his songs as a kid. In this post I want to present two of my favorites. Later this week I hope to do a post on the songwriter that Freddie Scott's most associated with, a songwriter that died far too early and has thus received far too little recognition for his great work in the 1960s.
First up, an iconic song that has never received its' proper due. As a Jacksonville kid, I'm biased of course, but this is a truly great R&B song:
And now, a really catchy song that I also love that served as the sample hook for Biz Markie on one of his big hits. Naturally, Freddie Scott's original is far, far better (Biz Markie's is funny stupid, if you know what I mean, but . . . damn):
Great, great music!