I used to like Bob Marley. I spent some time in Jamaica and after being submerged in reggae 24 hours a day, I lost my appetite. Poor, Bob. He don't have no home to rest his bones.
How did you lose your appetite with all that ganja, mon?
The thing about Marley's music is that it never, ever fails to make me smile - even on the worst days I can put on his Greatest Hits CD and it makes me feel better.
NPR yesterday had a long segment on Bob...I wished they just played his songs. Instead they talked.