Billy Preston, 59, dead of kidney failure.
I remember a little DJ gig I had at the Rat & the Raven in Noe Valley in the late 80′s. The retro-70′s funk thing was starting to come back with P-Funk and James Brown and all the De La Soul samples and stuff, but I swear I was the first person to get tattooed S.F. biker chicks reacquainted with shaking their butts to the Billy Preston records I’d recently found in the dollar bin.
“Will it go round in circles?
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky?”
Too much soul has left the building too fast.
And Billy Preston makes three
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Man, now that’s sad. And I’m going to have to drag out some of my 70s George Duke vinyl when you get back over here. But, man, Billy Preston.