The Emotions: Peace Be Still

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There is nothing like the black church. This scene reminds me of Cornerstone Baptist Church in Williamston, NC. Can anyone relate? Well, I hope you like it. Enjoy your Sunday. Peace~

Comments

Anonymous said…
Sheila's soprano is so freakin' pristine. Wanda's wailing stirred the dead in me. This delighted my insomiacal perusings.
Sunday, February 10, 2008 1:52:00 AM
All-Mi-T [Thought Crime] Rawdawgbuffalo said…
thats a classic, and man, want t thank and your fmily for your supor and prayers
Sunday, February 10, 2008 12:27:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Ninamm-
Thanks for the visit, the link and welcome. Yes, I love the Emotions. I've had there best of cd for years and I saw them in concert about 2 years ago. Lovely ladies with tremendous voices.

Torrance-
Yes, sir. May the blessings and peace overflow.
Sunday, February 10, 2008 6:59:00 PM
lyre said…
I didnt know the Emotions were still around... Love the fros though.
Monday, February 11, 2008 7:08:00 PM
Bougie Black Boy said…
Happy black history month! errr. uh Year.
Monday, February 11, 2008 9:01:00 PM
All-Mi-T [Thought Crime] Rawdawgbuffalo said…
ps: i took a stab and a black history post would love the view of one who quotes fano as readily as i do The father of Jim Crow
Monday, February 11, 2008 9:11:00 PM
david santos said…
Hi, Stephen!
Excellent posting.
Have a good weekend
Saturday, February 16, 2008 12:40:00 PM
BronzeBuckaroo said…
Compared to what is out there now, I think I prefer old school, The Emotions, to what we get today. There seemed to be more individualism during that time. Now, everyone sounds the same.
Saturday, February 16, 2008 3:03:00 PM
Anonymous said…
urgent: im engeaged in battle, chk this out and respond when u can asap , the world we live i i tell ya
http://incogman.wordpress.com/2007/11/29/you-need-to-seriously-consider-the-silent-majority/#comment-717
Saturday, February 16, 2008 9:44:00 PM
Fabrizio said…
I AM SHIVERING!

That's great Stephen, really.
Standing ovation. Here in Italy, usual chatolic chorus are not that cool. Quite boring indeed...

:-D

Yeah, the black church is great!

Fab
Sunday, February 17, 2008 7:44:00 AM
NML/Natalie said…
What a fab video! This takes me right back to childhood! Lots of big hair, big hats, white tights and big voices. Thanks for sharing x
Sunday, February 17, 2008 1:32:00 PM
Lyrically speaking said…
The song alone gives you chills, very spiritual and enlightening
Monday, March 03, 2008 9:11:00 PM
Honey Cut said…
I really loved this part of the movie in Wattstax. Man wasn't that amazing. There was a feeling that you can hear in their song, and it was one in which you can tell they've been through some stuff. And the naturals are beautiful too....

Much Love.
Sunday, April 13, 2008 3:30:00 PM
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