Today, I felt like indulging a different side of myself. The late great Donny Hathaway had a way of reaching down deep and just - mmm - grabbing the soul right out of you. Almost impossible to believe the man had to be coaxed to sing, with a voice like that. God, how I wish I could sing with that sort of passion. But singing isn't my thing. I'm a dancer. So, as you listen, picture me right there with you, in my favorite old raggedy-tag black leotard, swaying in sweet, impassioned abandon. When a song really moves me, and this song moves me, I forget everything but the music. Turn off the lights and lose yourself in the music. Dance with me ...
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