Great story of a great artist, who dared to push all kind of boundaries. In the late 1950s, if you were into rock and roll, living in a small town, feeling a little bit out of joint and strangled by the prohibitions of the Catholic Church, as I was, you loved Little Richard. He, and he wasn’t alone, shattered the cultural, social, and musical norms that felt, for me anyway, like a straight jacket. And, in doing so, he gave me license to live and think outside the suffocating weight of official society, and not feel too bad about it.