 I didn't have the opportunity to meet Pat. What a loss for me. Avacha called me several years ago and asked me would I be a part of the tribute for Pat, and I said sure. And being the person that I am, I felt that it was my duty to find out who was this Pat Parker person. Man, what a loss that I didn't get a chance to meet her and hear her words live. But you can get her book. Yes. It's sold out? Sorry. Wow. Give yourself a big hand for that. Yeah. You heard that you can place orders. Please place orders. We all know what's going on in this crazy world that we're in. Very painful. I was telling my friends the other day that I didn't even want to get out of bed. That I didn't even want to sing anymore. And I thought to myself I cannot allow these people to take my voice. In stray blood on and blood black bodies swinging in the sub-pastoral sea of the gallant south them big bulging eyes scent of magnolia the sudden smet this is the fruit for the crow for the rain for the sun to a strange and bitter a strange and bitter a stray a family tree cursed by the Canaan a slave of slaves shall he be to his brothers Genesis 9 pitch sun god drowns in the Mississippi washes away chains of loneliness floats a drumbeat on the Nile daughter of ham lies on a church floor filled in orgasm with her maker a spent lover ignorant of a hard bed the sperm of a million nights sings loud over the southern lakes sirens to a nation's conscience a babe of illusion has been born she will tell the world of rainbows and kiss the holes in its eyes