A day late

This evening I returned to my old stomping ground YouTube and spent some time watching old Otis Redding footage.


I first got into Otis when I was about five years old. No kidding. I used to like to look at my parents' records a lot when I was very little. One of my earliest memories is looking at the cover art of the brightest coloured records in the collection. These were an Otis Redding record (it had a red cover but I don't remember much about it otherwise) and a Drifters record which was yellow with cartoon illustrations for a few of the songs. Anyway, there I was watching old videos and I happened upon the information that yesterday was the fortieth anniversary of his death. Otis Redding reminds me of a lot of good things and people - Vinyl records, the brilliance of Soul, my parents, my friend Lu (with whom I shared a Soul obsession in our early teens) and another dear friend K who loved Andrew McCarthy so much in Catholic Boys that I was sure the above would be her wedding song (it wasn't, she went for The Beach Boys) - thank you soul man.
ETA: Still have Otis on my mind and just found this wicked blog - check last year's Otis birthday post.