Call me an ignoramus, but I don't like his music.Every time I hear it, I imagine people standing around in polyester suits with feathery hair jammin' out in a way that seems completely foreign. Somehow there's always a barrier present that leaves me as an voyeur rather than a participant.
For some reason, I don't feel the same way about Sam Cooke although his music also has a dated quality about it. As I'm listening to Sam Cooke, I'm so thoroughly engaged in my present enjoyment that I just sing and dance along.
