I recently watched – back to back –  What Happened Miss Simone? – a documentary about Nina Simone  – and Beware of Mr. Baker? – a film about the rock drummer Ginger Baker for the 60s rock band Cream.
All i can say is.  Holy shiz.  Like – holy mother flipping shiz. I had heard she was mad as a hatter. But I had no idea.  She once walked up to Martin Luther King and shouted I’m not non-violent. On stage, her personal demons fueled by  the indignities of the times enhanced her performances to hypnotic and frightening levels.

Ginger Baker looks, plays, and acts like the spawn of Satan. Not someone to turn your back on.

But – wow – what incredible artists.  Ginger Baker is really a jazz drummer. Would have been wild to seen them on stage together. What  would that have been like?