James Brown
Born
in a one-room shack in the pinewoods of Barnwell, South
Carolina on 3 May 1933, James Joe Brown Jnr. was apparently
stillborn, and survived entry into the world only thanks to rapid
mouth-to-mouth resuscitation performed by his great-aunt Minnie.
His childhood did not get easier.
When he was four, his mother abandoned him, and two years later
his father - who sold sap from the pinewoods to a turpentine
manufacturer - handed him over to the care of Minnie.
He then went to live in Augusta, Georgia, in the care of
his other aunt, Handsome "Honey" Stevenson, a brothel
keeper. James shined shoes, racked pool balls, delivered groceries
and worked alongside his father, Joe, in a gas station, washing
and greasing cars.
Young James was to discover there was no such thing as 'petty'
crime if committed by a black 16-year-old in post-war Georgia. In
order to have decent clothes to wear to school, James took to
stealing them from parked cars, and when he was arrested in 1949
he was given an eight-to-16-year sentence for a variety of petty
offences.
During his final argument the prosecutor told the judge:
"Your honour, here's my suitcase. If you let this man go
free, I'm going to leave this town."
He was shipped to a hot, noisy rural facility, where his fellow
inmates called him 'Music Box'.
Redemption came with the gospel quartet he formed in prison,
and upon his release (after three and a half years) he supported
himself by smuggling bootleg liquor across state lines, while
getting his first proper break with a group called The Gospel
Starlighters.
He
quickly emerged as the star attraction, and the group changed its
name to The Avons before becoming James Brown and the Famous
Flames. Brown's powerful deep-throated singing soon caught on with
the black patrons of the clubs and theatres of the R&B
circuit, and he began to acquire a considerable following in the
ghetto areas.
The Famous Flames had a surprise million-selling hit with their
debut single Please Please Please (1956) and repeated
the success two years later with Try Me. It was the start
of a fabulous career.
By the end of the 1950s Brown was considered to be the king of
R&B. Wherever he went in the United States he could fill major
auditoriums with black fans, this at a time when R&B was
normally performed in colleges, small clubs or run-down
theatres.
He broke every box office record at every single black
venue in America while his 114 hit records - including Out
Of Sight, Papa's Got A Brand New Bag, I Got You
and It's A Man's Man's World - sold in millions. Not only
did Brown refine the soul style to its most basic and gripping, he
also contributed a dazzling stage style that was often imitated
but very rarely equalled.
He
displayed a hyperactive, chatterbox vocal style that forced one to
sit up and pay attention: it sometimes said something worthwhile -
'Say It Loud (I'm Black And I'm Proud)', for example - but often
it was gibberish, as in 'I Got Ants In My Pants'.
It was 1963's Live At The Apollo - recorded in
Harlem's shrine of soul against his record company's wishes and at
his own expense - that proved career-making for James Brown.
Released in January 1963 the album spent 66 weeks on the charts
and black radio stations played the sides like singles. The LP is
still widely regarded as one of the best live albums ever
produced.
By
1966, his fame had extended beyond the R&B boundaries and he
was at last reaching the American white audience. Meanwhile,
he was already a star in Britain and Europe. His hits continued
into the late 1960s with records such as Cold Sweat, I
Got The Feelin' and Give It Up Or Turn It Loose.

A supreme showman, Brown was also a leading light in America's
black movement. Indeed, he helped dispel some of the tension
during the riots of the late 60s by putting on a marathon TV show
in order to keep people off the streets and out of trouble.
In 1968 police had to use tear gas to break up crowds of black
youths in Washington, following false reports that Brown had been
shot dead by a white man. During the next decade Brown's name
could be found almost every month in either the top 100 singles or
album charts, usually on both. His LP hits at this time included It's
A Mother, Ain't It Funky, The Popcorn and Sex
Machine.
For many years, Brown's touring show was one of the most
extravagant productions in American popular music and his
performances were famous for their intensity and length. He didn't
earn the title The Hardest Working Man in Show Business lightly .
. .
Brown was always in control. he wrote, produced and arranged
his own material, hired his own bands (50-piece no less!), and
supervised almost every aspect of his career.
Ultimately he would head up a multi-million dollar enterprise
that moved into film production, radio stations and fast food
restaurants. He eventually would lose nearly all of it to the IRS.
He also made enemies deliberately. Not just early in his life
when he picked fights over girls, but later too when he was on his
way to becoming Soul Brother No. 1. He would sabotage gigs by Otis
Redding and Ben E King, gatecrash
their shows and - Pied Piper-like - entice the audience down the
road to where he'd be performing.
In September 1988, Brown led police on a car chase back
and forth across the Georgia/South Carolina border. He had become
enraged when he discovered someone had been using his private bathroom.
He picked up his gun and stormed into a nearby insurance seminar,
demanding to know who had used his toilet.
On hearing the police sirens, Brown took off in his
truck. The 100 mph chase ground to a halt when police shot out his front
tyres and he ran from his vehicle - now peppered with bullet holes -
into a ditch.
Brown was found to be driving under the influence of
PCP, and charged with fleeing the police, carrying a pistol, and
aggravated assault. Speaking at the time of the charge, Brown
conceded this: "I aggravated them and they assaulted me".
He was given a six-and-a-half year prison sentence, but was
granted parole after three years, and his spell in jail was not too
gruelling: he spent Monday to Friday in prison and the weekends at home.
Before long he had an entourage of three or four inmates
who accompanied him everywhere. He raised money for an inmates' charity
fund by posing for photographs with prisoners and relatives for $2 a
time.
Naturally
he was also the choir director, lead singer and organ player in the
prison chapel. His gospel group, he said, "was so good I could have
recorded yesterday. I had them doing routines. I had them so sharp that
the inmates wanted to get their autographs." Hitherto sparsely
attended, the prison chapel was packed. Inmates started getting visits
from relatives they had not seen in years.
The
Rev Al Sharpton, the flamboyant black activist, said of Brown's
incarceration: "James Brown in jail was the biggest cultural insult
to a race that has ever happened." After being released from the
South Carolina state penitentiary in 1991 Brown was granted special
permission by the courts to embark on a European tour, and he was to
prove that prison had done nothing to inhibit his music and his
boundless energy

On 8 December 2003, during a dinner for recipients
of the Kennedy Center Honours (which are awarded each year to artists
who make outstanding contributions to American culture), Brown was
officially appointed "US Secretary Of Soul and Foreign Minister Of
Funk" by US Secretary of State, Colin Powell.
This ended a 2003 packed with acclaim for Brown: in May
the state of South Carolina pardoned him for drug and assault
convictions, while in November it was announced that he was to get a
statue in his hometown of Augusta in May 2004. He was also appointed an
Ambassador of Goodwill for the city.
The Godfather Of Soul, as he came to be known, was never
reticent about his own achievements: "I changed the structure of
modern music. Ninety-five per cent of music has been James Brown,"
he once declared.
James Brown died in Emory Crawford Long Hospital in
Atlanta, on Christmas Day in 2006 from congestive heart failure
resulting from complications of pneumonia. He was 73. In recent years he
had battled prostate cancer to remission and he wrestled daily with
diabetes but he was still performing up to his death.
The day before he was hospitalised, he was at his annual
Christmas toy giveaway in Atlanta, Georgia, and looking forward to
giving a New Year's Eve concert.

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