Gil-Scott Heron has passed away. The Revolution Will Not Be Televised. Alice Walker bringing Langston Hughes oranges before he died. Zora Neale Hurston dying in poverty and obscurity. Too many of our best, those who gave the most, end up dead, broke, alone. The accolades for Heron are great. But what a difference they would have made if he could hear them. This heartbreaking piece about Gil-Scott ran in the New Yorker last this year. http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2010/08/09/100809fa_fact_wilkinson I got angry when I read this piece. Why did a white British producer have to be the one to reach out to Heron for his last record when we have so many talented black American producers and executives. Then I thought of Betty Lavette and Sharon Jones (of the Dap Kings). Where were we? Where are we? Let's be there. Rest in peace brother.