Showing posts with label Sly Stone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sly Stone. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Sly Stone Fooled Again


This Robert knows what it's like not to earn any $ from your music.

Sly Stone, what a sad tale of deceit and fraud. You claim you've been ripped off for the last 20 years, for 80 million bucks.

This Robert believes you. Your current manager, the mysterious Mr. Goldstein, not only fooled you. He fooled your former manager, the Mercantile National Bank, Sony Music, Warner/Chappell publishing, BMI, Soundexchange and the IRS.

I bet you didn't know in 1965 Jerry Goldstein and his posse ripped off the band name, The Strangeloves, from three Australian brothers, when they had their 1st hit. Dressing up in shaggy wigs and exotic clothing, they stole the shaggy brothers look too. Looks like Goldstein's at it again, when he stole Sly and the Family Stone from you. What a sad note for Grammy Day.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Boss: -1, Grammys: 0



While I was boarding, It looks like Mr. NARAS Portnow has succeeded in finessing the Grammy Award Show past those poor striking writers.

Neil, good job, the record industry, already in the toilet, does need its big night. So what did you have to give those poor picketers anyway?

I just hope for your sake, this year's show doesn't suck as bad as when you tried to resuscitate poor Sly Stone. I was just wondering why did you snub the Boss? He had a #1 record this year, and he's not on American Idol.

Monday, November 26, 2007

I Met The Devil At The Crossroads

I made the deal: fame and an early grave. The dying at 27 wasn't hard. Jimi Hendrix, Janice Joplin, Kurt Cobain, Jim Morrison... they all honored their deals. Dying that young ain't a curse, it's a blessing. Living for 27 years, some on top of the world, was fine. It's good to know when it's going to end.


But Sylvester Stewart, you're truly cursed. You cheated at the crossroads. Sly Stone, you had it all before you was 27. You're just a tortured soul now. The Devil don't have to do anything! Fool, you're doing it to yourself with the devil's candy. If you ain't gonna die, at least don't get on stage acting simple.