I spent last weekend in New Jersey. It’s always good to be back in my home state, but I’m beginning to wonder if there’s a place for me there, if I still fit in. It’s been over four years since I moved to Rhode Island, and each time I go back to NJ I feel a little more removed from the place that I lived for nearly my entire life. This week I’m going to take a look at the Isley Brothers, a group that was not from NJ, but eventually made the Garden State their home. It was while they were headquartered in NJ that they had some of their greatest success. There must be something in the air.