Kim Clement in Other Dimensions
One night I was with Kim at a meeting in Detroit and watched as he sat at the piano. Kim was a rare combination of "classic pianist" and "prophetic voice" with an uncanny word of knowledge.
He was playing furiously (so furiously at times that there was blood on the keys), and on this night he seemed to sound like Chopin improvising a movie score for a battle scene. Little did I know that somewhere in the midst of this...(Read More)