Gil was a writer and musician. He wrote novels and lyrical poems.
He created a jazz-fusion rap that put his poetry to music – often with an African beat.
He was unique.
The first track of his that I heard was B Movie – a fabulous diatribe against Reagan. It got me into the rest of his work – The Revolution Will Not Be televised, Whitey On the Moon and Inner City Blues all hit the mark.
Gil wrote about the plight of the black ghettos in a way that nobody had. This was poetic social commentary with biting satire and beauty.
Love the man!
So today I will being play Gil loud and proud!