And in this corner, weighing in at full-tilt and swingin’ heavy, a man from the shadows of a past, a man back home from a journey and scrapin’ to live (with his mother last we heard), a man of thanks and praise despite the smite, a man the world is facin’ and embracin’, a man channeling the ghosts of Otis and James but with his own irrepressible imprint–this man, they call Charles Bradley.  If you missed his highly inspirational show at Soho last year (or not), check Charles out performing in April’s showers at La Cigalle in Paris courtesy of La Blogotheque.  And as they say, watch as he lifts mountains.  Love that man.