I spent many a Saturday watching Soul Train. While I was never the best dancer, I still loved to move. There was something about seeing people of color being themselves and doing the flyest moves of the day that resonated with me even at that tender age. Soul Train showed the world that "black" music was not just fun but that it was also relevant and relatable. The Soul Train dancers came in every color. (Remember this girl?)
And I don't care who you were, at some point in your life you wanted to be on the Soul Train line.
Watching Don Cornelius was like getting to hang out with your cool uncle on Saturdays. He was going to hip you to the newest R&B. You might even learn something during the Soul Train Scramble Board segment. And after all of the fun that you had, he always left you with the kindest parting words, "I'm Don Cornelius, and as always in parting, we wish you love, peace and soul!"
The world lost a great man of music. You never know what people are going through. And I'm genuinely sad that DC's life ended the way it did. He was a pioneer and a legend in the music world. He will be missed by so many. And tonight with a heavy heart, I wish him LOVE, PEACE and SOUL.