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Clarence Clemons R.I.P


Dec 6, 2004
Woke up to hear the news this morning. Really saddened by this, he's struggled with various health problems over the years, but was talking of touring again and getting fitter and healthier. Get well soon!

"I should tell you the story of my grandfather's church, and the gospel music inside the church. That's a fine way to get into music. The gospel music...I saw how it influenced people. My grandfather would be screaming about hellfire and brimstone -- the devil's gonna getcha! That didn't register for me. But when the choir sang it touched me. Inside of me. The music gave a real reality to me. I felt the same thing with the saxophone. It touched my soul.

"It ain't about the money, man. It's the love for what I do. People come to the show for more than a party. They're looking for some kind of spiritual stability. You can feel the power; all that focus.

"With all that pain and agony I went through on the last tour - I'd do it again. There's something about being on stage. I call it the Healing Floor. I do all this **** up there and then I think back later and say, 'How the hell did I do that?' But it's what I'm supposed to do. It revives me."