This dude’s music has always inspired me. The depth of his funk and soul raise the bar for all of us who strive to – as he quotes Beethoven in this article – “make music for the ages.”
Like his other fans, I hope he gets it together and puts out another timeless album. As an artist who tends to take my own time in the studio when working on my personal stuff, I know that the pressures we place on ourselves can far outweigh outside forces.
This fantastic article by Amy Wallace illuminates this past hazy decade in D’Angelo’s life, casting a sympathetic glow on his process, and on his perils. After reading it, I can be patient a bit longer.
Take your time, bro. Do your thang, and let us all hear it when the time is right.
He was once hailed as the next Marvin Gaye. Then, after his ripped body threatened to overshadow his music, he vanished into addiction. So what the hell was he doing recently singing his heart out in a Pentecostal church in Stockholm? And how are his abs? Amy Wallace witnessed D’Angelo’s ecstatic return to the stage—and hung out with the master of the sacred and the profane as he finishes his first album in a dozen years