13 April 2009

it's burning into the night


Al Green born April 13, 1946


Aside from his great music, Al Green is a certified pimp, a true OG triple OG. And more importantly he's in to crazy broads, but then again who isn't? The story of how he sustained third degree burns on his back at the hands of a broad who he met where? At a New York State Correctional Facility - how hot is that?

It was at one of those prison concerts, for the inmates at the New York State Correctional Facility, that I first met Mary Woodson. She was the kind of woman that when you first saw her, you'd take a second look, and then a third look, and then, after a while, your eyes would just become accustomed to turning her way.
After my tour, I returned home to Memphis, Mary was in town. The infatuation I had for her blinded me to all the warning signs.I didn't care where she had come from or the baggage she'd picked up along the way.When I asked her about her past, she lied and told me that she had never been married and of course she didn't have any kids.The truth was, Mary had left behind a whole family in New Jersey to come and be with me but I'd only find that out later, after it was way too late.

One night, I was in the studio working on new material when the door opened and a good looking woman rushed in and gave me a hug. It took me a minute to recognize her, her name was Carlotta Williams, a flight attendant I'd met on my travels.

When Mary came to the studio later, I introduced the two women and suggested that we all go back to my house.

The women seemed to get along fine as we all piled in my Rolls Royce. Carlotta sat up front with me and Mary sat in the back.

I kept glancing at Mary through the rearview mirror, disturbed by the strange expression she had on her face. Once she caught me looking at her and fixed me with a cold, appraising stare that sat my nerves on edge.
I went to my room to change my clothes. When I went to the kitchen, Mary was standing at the stove, stirring a big pot of water with a wooden spoon. She turned around and asked me had I ever thought about getting married, I replied, "Maybe we should talk about that in the morning."

When I asked her what she was cooking, she didn't answer me. Then suddenly, she whispered in my ear, "I would never do anything to hurt you."

Carlotta was in another part of the house listening to music. I then decided to take a bath. After I got in the tub, I soon heard a noise, I looked up and Mary was standing with the steaming pot in both hands. In the next second, my world exploded into a thousand splatters of pure agony. Mary had added grits to the water, making a thick, boiling hot paste. With all her strength, she hurled it at me. The grits scorched my naked back. The pain was so intense that I started screaming.

Carlotta burst in. "Al!" she screamed. It was then that I saw the egg sized blisters rising on my burned flesh. Mary rushed out of the bathroom.

Carlotta called a ambulance and was tending to me as best she could-when suddenly, we heard a gunshot. Despite being in pain, I rushed to Mary, she lay on the floor dead, clutching a gun.
Wow, I don't know which part of the story is hotter; meeting a broad in prison, rolling around in your rolls royce with two dtf broads, having some chick who's already married asking you about getting married, or having some broad throw hot grits on your back before she paints the walls red.....I think I need to smoke a cigarette after that tale.

top 5 Al Green Songs

#5 - Take Me to the River 1974


#4 - Here I am (Come and Take Me) 1973



#3 - I'm Still in Love with You 1972



#2 - Let's Stay Together 1971




#1 - Tired of Being Alone 1971


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