Hands.
Bill Withers at his best.
Thanks to SoundsandPictures.
"From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, listening to others, considering well what they say, pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale great draughs of space." From Song of the Open Road, W. Whitman
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I've never seen Bill Withers before. This was great.
The most startling shot in all of this is the woman in the audience 19 second before the clips ends. The black woman, washed in blue. For some reason, I'm startled and amazed at how beautiful this shot is. Thanks.
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