Man oh man, but this guy was the king. I so would have loved to see him in concert during his heyday. But he was just a little before my time. For the moment, I have to settle for his recordings, and a few Bob Marley posters scattered around my place. The posters are particularly one of my favorite things. In some ways, I enjoy them even more than the recordings. There always there whenever I want to look at them, and I’m much more of a visual person anyway. I particularly like the concert posters. Something about his hair flying around all over the place. Dreadlocks going in all different directions. You can just see the passions oozing out of every pour of his being. Almost makes you feel like you were really there.
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