Something for the old heads to toke to…
From “Whisper to a Scream”
Just Gotta love Esther Phillip’s rendition of this classic..
This is when singers had soul.. and had conversation about the world we were living in.. it was much deeper than, My Man, My Car, My Ass.. ijs
with today’s worldly climate.. it mos def feels as if Home is Where the Hatred surely dwells..