Charles Bradley dead, soul icon sang the life he led
Every time Charles Bradley stepped on stage with a microphone, his broad, expressive face was a picture of conflict: weariness, joy, pain, desperation. He would dance, spin and strut, his clothes saturated in sweat. Never mind that he was well into his 60s, a time when most performers were easing...
Chicago Tribune — Every time Charles Bradley stepped on stage with a microphone, his broad, expressive face was a picture of conflict: weariness, joy, pain, desperation. He would dance, sp... more info