Mar 14, 2021
I was innocent in my teens. I didn't care who made the music. I loved it and the artists. Over time, I kept hearing the term "blue-eyed soul," I didn't know what it meant, and I didn't care! But it did begin to stir my curiosity the more I heard it. One day in 1978, at an M-U-1 band practice. I asked John, the bandleader, "what does blue-eyed soul mean?" With a chiseled look, he said, "David, it's white folks stealing our music!" I was shocked! I had no idea. A person's skin didn't matter to me.