Showing posts with label Favorite Songs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Favorite Songs. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Corinne Bailey Rae Emerges






Corinne Bailey Rae's debut album is still in heavy rotation in my household. Her songs are like moonlight. I was saddened to hear when her husband died of an accidental overdose in early 2008. Not much had been heard from her since then, but an interview has surfaced with her. She looks lovely as ever, beautiful hair growing out, sad eyes with fleeting smiles. She's working on her 2nd album, and I am very excited to hear it. Here are some excerpts from the interview:



Corinne went home to her house in Leeds and began writing songs, just her and her acoustic guitar. One of the first she finished was called The Sea, a powerful elucidation of loss that was based on a family story that had been passed down to her about her grandfather's death in a boating accident. It climaxes with the lines, "The sea, the majestic sea, breaks everything, cleans everything, crushed everything, takes everything from me."


She says now, "I don't know if there was something in the air or what, but the songs seemed different, a bit darker. With The Sea, I was just thinking about loss, about the impact losing your father would have on you as a child, how one event that big could colour your life, bleed into everything else and force you into a certain shape."

Another song she wrote around that time was called I'd Do it All Again. It was written after an argument with her husband, Jason Rae, a gifted jazz musician who often played saxophone in her band. It was a testimony to the strength of her love for him, a song about how nothing, not his restlessness or the occasional rows it precipitated, could ever make her question that love.


"It was written literally just after me and Jason had this massive disagreement, a big argument, a bad one," she says now, faltering. "Almost as he was leaving the room, I just sat down and wrote it. It's just about how I felt about him at that time. Even right in the middle of the worst times, I remember thinking that I would choose this exact life again, that I would do it all again. It was me saying, I'm not wishing myself out of this situation. I'm 100% committed to this person. I don't have any regrets about this relationship even though there are all these difficult times."


I'd Do it All Again begins: "Oh, you're searching for something I know won't make you happy/Oh, you're thirsting for something I know won't make you happy…". It sounds now like a plea, a calling-out to someone to accept the life they have been given. "I just wanted him to be content," she says.


She wrote I'd Do it All Again in January 2008, and "just kept on writing and trying out ideas". Then, on Saturday 22 March, she was in a taxi in Leeds when her phone rang. A voice she did not recognise said that it was the police, that they had been trying to contact her all day, and that they needed to speak to her in person.



The police asked me to meet them at a certain place so the taxi had to do a U-turn and go back the way we came," she says now. "I always think of that moment when I had to turn back. My life was going in one direction, then, in an instant, it was turned around."



The coroner's report found that Jason Rae, aged 31, had died of an accidental overdose of methadone and alcohol. The coroner described Rae as "a naive user", which brought a strange kind of comfort to the young widow who was struggling to make sense of a death that seemed so random, so senseless. "The word 'naive' jumped out at me," she says. "It's like Jase was playing with something he didn't know the consequences of. He was impulsive, I guess. He liked to have a drink, have fun. It could easily have turned out to be one of those stupid, drunken things you do that you get to talk about afterwards – 'You'd never guess what I did when I was pissed?' – that sort of thing. It's unbelievable that this one didn't turn out like that, that this was the drunken, curious thing that went wrong."



In the living room, she picks her way through guitars and amplifiers, and sits down at a piano in the corner with Steve Brown. As he plays a slow meditative melody, she sings I'd Do it All Again. It is breathtaking; sombre but defiant, and imbued with a whole other layer of meaning – and longing – since Jason's death. It feels almost as if I am listening in on someone singing to herself.



"A year ago I could not have imagined going out and playing these songs live," she says afterwards, "but now I'm looking forward to it. I want to play live as much as possible. I want to get to that place where it's just coming through. It's not a performance, it's not self-conscious, you're outside of time, outside of yourself."


Later, I tell her that the "before" songs have now come alive in a different way, maybe because she is singing differently, inhabiting the songs in a much more forceful way than before. "They have," she says, "they definitely have. What surprises me most is how the songs I wrote before it happened resonate almost as much as the ones I wrote after. The circumstances have cast it all in a different light. It began as a 'before and after' record, but it's become an 'after' record."



For a long time, she continued to refer to her late husband in the present tense, seemingly unable to grasp that he was gone for ever. About three months after his death, she tried to record some of the songs she had written, even turning up at a studio to meet a producer. "I laugh now at how deluded I was," she says. "I felt like everything would somehow go back to normal if I got on with things but, in reality, I was still in shock."


Then came the strange inertia that grief instils in those left behind, the long, terrible numbness that is, in itself, a kind of death. "I didn't do anything for a year. I mean, nothing," she says, still sounding as if she can barely believe it. "Everyone was asking, 'What have you done?' But I had nothing to show them. I didn't go anywhere. I didn't write anything. I didn't work. I sat at my kitchen table for a whole year, people came and people went, life drifted by. It was just bleak. Bleak."


Did she think that she might give up music altogether? "I did think that I could never do this sort of thing again because if anyone asked me about Jason, I would just explode. For a long time, I didn't even try and write. It was just too big a thing, too raw. It was just too destructive to make anything creative out of. All I wanted to do was destroy things. And I'm really not that type so it was all these emotions that were totally alien to me. It was just a bleak, empty, hollow nothing."

Earlier this year, though, Corinne began tentatively recording again. She had started writing after playing a few low-key club gigs at the end of last year. The intimacy of that set-up had led her to Limefield Studios, where she has worked at her own pace for months now.



Most poignant of all, though, are a pair of songs written in the wake of her loss: the plaintive Are You Here? and the slow-burning I Would Like to Call it Beauty. The first is a love song, or, more precisely, a lost-love song. It begins, "He's a real live wire, he's the best of his kind, wait till you see those eyes!" When I ask her about it, she says, "I actually don't remember writing it. That was one of the songs that just came through. It was like I was wishing him here. It's a song about grief and loss and that's really what the whole record is about. It's like I want to tell people about this thing, this thing that I could not make sense of and could not find anything I could read, or listen to, that would help me make sense of."



Anyone expecting the same kind of well-wrought, if hardly challenging, pop songs that made her debut such a big seller is in for quite a surprise. In her place is a singer of immeasurably sad songs, someone who has transmuted her well of grief and anger into something beautiful and raw. "I definitely feel more serious," she says. "I feel more impassioned. I have total belief in these songs and when I sing them in front of people, I want to pass that on. I don't think there is anyone of my generation saying these things, singing about these things. And it happens, you know. It can happen to anyone at any time. I want to be out there on stage with my hands out going, does anyone else feel the same way? That's what it's about, too."



Full interview and a video clip here.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Suggest A Song Monday-Don't Look Back

Hey peeps! How was your weekend? Regulars, newbies, and lurkers are you ready to drop a song recommendation? Welcome to Suggest A Song Monday. I suggest a song that I love and that I think you would love. You listen to it. Tell me what you think in the comments. Then, you also recommend one song to me and I will listen to it and tell you what I think. You don't have to limit yourself to a particular genre, just any one song that you love.

Today, we're working with Don't Look Back by Telepopmusick. I love dreamy, enchanted, electronic, chill music so this is straight up BAWSE.



Sit still...and close your eyes/What's behind the door...oh/No more silence/Don't kill this thing we got called love/Just searchin' for the perfect drug//(Chorus) When love comes calling/Don't look back/When love comes calling/Don't look away/(Repeat)//And I'm standing over here/Watching you over there/Smiling, happy, unaware/Oh, life is spinnin' round/You're going underground, forgettin' who we were/Let's try and keep it...just one more day//Chorus//You take your love/Throw it all around/Like it's nothing special/Just a sound/Let me say one more thing/I don't think you realize/That a day is like a year sometimes//Chorus (repeat til end)//

Friday, September 18, 2009

Pink Insects: The Cuntiest in the Land

A boy found a pink grasshopper in a nature reserve recently. Pink insects are rare, but can pop up from time to time. How much you wanna bet they J-set every Friday for no reason?


Pink grasshopper


Pink Katydid


Pink Dragonfly

Peeped here.

Also, have a song to take you through the weekend. I usually don't like "feel-good" songs, but this one is irresistable with the bass and instrumentation in the background combined with the floaty vocals and lyrics. Turn it up loud and jam. Ok, BAI.



Weather - Amel Larrieux

Friday, September 11, 2009

Feelin' It

Love, that is. In it's various forms. I just want to hand out some virtual wildflowers today (I don't eff with cut flowers anymore) to people who make life interesting.

I've mentioned before how I am constantly amazed at how technology brings together people who probably would never have met otherwise. I have met and "met" some dear people online; many who have turned into true friends who I know I can reach out to.

I was just reading the blog of a blogger who died very recently, and reading the comments on her last post reinforces the importance of the connection that so many of us feel to people we know online.

Knowing that I've inspired people in the virtual world to go natural, maintain their natural hair, and go vegetarian or vegan (or even reduce their meat) means a lot to me.

The virtual friend I've known the longest is a dude that goes by DJWaltd. We "met" on Blackplanet (LAWD) back in like, 2001 or 2002 (no funny business, just friendship) and are still friends today just shooting the breeze every now and then about music, books, TV Shows (always quoting The Simpsons for something), etc.

Muze is the first blogging friend I made. She was my very first consistent commenter on this blog, and always made me feel like I was saying something interesting when I didn't think anyone was reading. She linked me on her blog and is responsible for a lot of my early blog traffic because her blog was already crunk. She is an extremely talented writer and phenomenal woman all around. I love how she stays positive in almost every situation and retains a bit of mystique while sharing some of her most personal stories. We missed each other when I was in Detroit last time, but I know I'll see her one day! Thank you Muze, for being you!

Karrie B is my best blog homie right now. We are pixie twins; the shortest, fun-size bloggers you know. I lurked on her blog for a long time (I believe I found it through Muze), then we began chatting on Twitter about ain't shit type things. Months later, we talk in some form (phone, gmail, twitter, text, yahoo) every day. What I love about our friendship is we can say absolutely anything or share anything, and the other person will not even bat an eye. No judgment. Just honest assessments and advice.

QQ is another one whose blog I had lurked on forever. I lurked on C&D back in 2006 and 2007 and I remember her from there as well. She is one of the most forthright, intelligent, funny, and kind people I know. There are Gmail threads every day between her, myself, Karrie, Slaus, Bully, Sherri and Terri that keep us all wheezing for breath and cackling and for that I am thankful.

Vesper inspires me with her creativity and her expressions about life. We have e-mailed back and forth (I still owe you one!) about life, love, career, health, TV shows, whatever.

Mrsmarymack and I have also e-mailed and shared texts back and forth about family choices, careers, dreams, etc. She is my go-to person for advice and tips on certain areas of life and we can always make each other laugh with our Dallas vs. Houston rivalries in ain't-shitness.

TheJadedNYer, Kingsmomma, ChocolateOrchid, Chanel, BCU, Cheron, InnyVinny, and Sydney all keep me looking forward to our chats and their blog posts. I love chatting with Lina, and I hope she brings her blog back because she has a lot to say and I love how she says it.

Cas is a fierce warrior for righteousness and I learn so much from her everytime I read one of her posts. I look forward to continuing chats with her.

My Blisslife homies, linked in our admiration of one of the most inspirational artists out there (Amel Larrieux) provide a haven to come relax and share. I am thankful for the presence of 2Serenity, Ness, Sacha, Tanijoy, SoulReflection, and SS1.

To the peeps who follow and/or lurk on my blog, thank you for reading and finding what I have to say interesting or entertaining. School and work have left me little time to read as many blogs as I want, so know that I read your blogs when I can, even if I don't comment. Also, I chat with so many wonderful people on Twitter; too many to name. I have made friends with several people on there, even people from my own city. Bawse.

I'm also really feeling the love for Crabby. 4 years strong as a couple, and it's a nice feeling. We are at a point where THINGS and STUFF are closer instead of a distant horizon and it's a funny, buzzy feeling.

I'm also reading blogs from people who were in NYC on 9/11/2001. I was in college, in a class when it happened. A classmate was getting news updates on his phone and said out loud, "A plane has hit the WTC in NY." We turned on the TV in the classroom. As it became apparent what was happening, the buzz of people's voices grew louder. Class was dismissed. People poured out into the hallways from other classrooms. People left. Went home. My school was downtown, and it was jammed with traffic of other people leaving work to go home. People were confused and scared. Houston is a space, energy, and medical hub in this country. Could we be in danger too? The rest was a blur; I just remembered being glued to the TV once I got home. The fact that so much video was obtained forever stands out to me; as I am a visual person, I need to see things. My thoughts are with the people who experienced this first-hand and/or lost someone today. My thoughts are also with anyone who is hurting right now, be it from loss, heartbreak, disappointment, whatever.

One of my favorite Coldplay songs (and one of my favorite songs, period), Sparks:





Sparks - Coldplay

Friday, August 14, 2009

Poodles n Tumblr n Sawngz

~Poodles have always been among the top 3 smartest dog breeds. This year it has been reported that they are the 2nd smartest breed next to Border Collies, with German Shepherds rounding out the top 3. The article also reports that many dogs have the intelligence of a 2-year old person; recognizing over 100 words and being able to do simple arithmatic. As someone who has a poodle that routinely reads the dictionary for fun, this is not exactly news to me.


Pookie
Examples of the ways my soul has been weakened by having a poodle:
*He knows not to pee in the house. One night years ago, me or Crabby forgot to take him out at night. Around 5 or 6 the next morning, I dimly saw Pookie scratch the bedroom door open, and leave. He came back after a moment and stood in the doorway looking toward us. He then got back in his bed. When I woke up, I noticed he had peed on the trash can and put 2 and 2 together. He had to go so bad but didn't want to pee in a "bad" area of the apt, so he peed on the trash can. He came back and looked at us as if to say, "I hope you're ok with what I just had to do."
*One day years ago Pookie kept walking up to me and whimpering. I had no idea what he wanted, because he had already been outside and I grabbed a toy but he didn't want to play. So I forgot about it and went back to watching TV/reading. I get up and go in the kitchen and this muhfugga is laid out on his side in a roadkill position in front of his water bowl. He had been trying to tell me to refill his water bowl. This dramatic cunt of a poodle just collapsed in front of it like a dying man in front of an oasis.
*When I get up, somehow he KNOWS if I'm getting up just to get something and sit back down or if I'm about to get my shoes and leave. This is before I go in any particular direction that would give him a hint.
*If our other dog Topaz wants to go out and we're ignoring her, she'll go sit by Pookie all upset and Pookie will get up and come ask us for her.
*He knows the phrase "Go tell him, then!" If I want him to ask Crabby to take him out I'll say "Well go tell him, then!" And he'll make a funny noise and gallop off.
~I have joined Tumblr and set up a page. It's really just an excuse to have a dumping ground for my unicorn/cuntiness. I post images that inspire me and songs that are dreamy and jamming. Also lyrics and quotes that stand out to me. I've only done a few since I just started, but I'll be updating frequently. Join me! The Treasure Hunter.
~I'm looking forward to a restful weekend. I started the process for my Masters Thesis this week and that has been a HUGE relief to finally get the ball rolling. We're supposed to head to a beach this weekend so I'm greatly looking forward to that, as well as another game of Spades (I'm addicted), and a viewing of the movie District 9. To send you off for the weekend, here are a couple of sexy-chill instrumentals that I jam. I am usually not a fan of instrumentals; they really have to put me in a zone. But these two are Gem approved, so enjoy!
Florent 2AM


Cinquo Dias
http://www.last.fm/music/Espresso+Del+Lago/_/Cinquo+Dias

Saturday, July 25, 2009

My Life According To...

Saw this over at Brother's Blog, and had to do it! I am a whore for light-n-fluffy memes, and I'm ok with that.


Instructions: Using only song titles from ONE ARTIST OR BAND, answer these questions. Pass it on to 12 people and include me. You can't use the artist or band I used. Do not repeat a song title. Repost as "My Life According to (ARTIST OR BAND NAME)"



Pick Your Artist: Amel Larrieux
Are you a male or female?: Bravebird

Describe yourself: Magic
How do you feel: Searchin' For My Soul
Describe where you currently live: Mountain of When

If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Beyond

Your favorite form of transportation: Your Eyes

Your best friend is: Dear to Me
Your favorite color is: Orange Glow
What's the weather like: Weather (HA!)
Favorite time of the day: Morning

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Unanswered Question

What is life to you: Just Once
Your relationships: For Real
Your fear: Don't Let Me Down

What is the best advice you have to give: Get Up

If you could change your name, you would change it to: Shine
Thought for the Day: We Can Be New

How I would like to die: Sacred

My soul's present condition: Giving Something Up

My Motto: Say You Want It All
I'm tagging Vesper, Karrie, MrsMaryMack, QQ, Chanel, Chocolate Orchid, kingsmomma, InnyVinny, Little Miss Knobody...those are the only ones I know who might actually indulge me here, lol. All of my followers are tagged too, drop a comment if you do one!

Monday, June 15, 2009

Suggest A Song Monday-Bachelorette

Hey peeps! How was your weekend? Regulars, newbies, and lurkers are you ready to drop a song recommendation? Welcome back to Suggest A Song Monday.

I suggest a song that I love and that I think you would love. You listen to it. Tell me what you think in the comments. Then, you also recommend one song to me and I will listen to it and tell you what I think. You don't have to limit yourself to a particular genre, just any one song that you love.

Today we have Bachelorette by Bjork. This song makes me think of old literature about scorned women haunting their lover from a dysfunctional relationship. I see blackness, fire, ghostly wisps, glowing rage, etc. This song communicates love, obsession, anger, hurt, all of that. I love it! Even if you don't like the melody of the song I bet a lot of us can relate to the lyrics. One of my favorite lyrics from this song is featured on the sidebar of this blog. I bolded the lyrics I really like below. This is a powerful song. If they remade Medusa, this song should totally be on the soundtrack. Killer.



Bachelorette (Family Tree Version) - Bjork

I'm a fountain of blood/In the shape of a girl/You're the bird on the brim/Hypnotized by the whirl/Drink me, make me feel real/Wet your beak in the stream/Game we're playing is life/Love is a two way dream/Leave me now, return tonight/Tide will show you the way/If you forget my name/You will go astray/Like a killer whale/Trapped in a bay/I'm a path of cinders/Burning under your feet/You're the one who walks me/I'm your one way street/I'm a whisper in water/Secret for you to hear/You are the one who grows distant/When I beckon you near/Leave me now, return tonight/The tide will show you the way/If you forget my name/You will go astray/Like a killer whale/Trapped in a bay/I'm a tree that grows hearts/One for each that you take/You're the intruders hand/I'm the branch that you break/Hum-yeah!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Detroit and Other Notes

HOLA! I flew into Detroit last Friday evening and got back Tuesday morning. My sister graduated high school. I was so grateful from the brief respite from work and responsibilities and I love hanging with my siblings. The plane ride itself was inspiring. As we descended into Detroit, I looked out the window and it was just this grid of sparkling lights almost as far as the eye could see. When you fly at night, it's like everywhere is Christmas. The city lights were hypnotizing and for a few moments I felt suspended in time and unbelievably happy. I knew at that moment that I have to maintain and cultivate this feeling, and for me, the excitement of traveling, even from city to city just does something to me. Do you ever get these feelings? Or do I sound like I'm on acid? A little bit of both, you say? Very well then.

Anyhoo, I am always fascinated by different cities and the tapestry of the streets. I rode by the old house and neighborhood that I used to visit during my pre-teen and teenage years when my stepmother and father were married, and that my siblings grew up in. We used to ride bikes up and down the street, take a walk a few blocks down to the drugstore, everyone knew each other and all had kids around the same age, it was a very positive street for families. Now, the house is boarded up, various other houses on the street are either boarded up or in a terrible state of disarray. It was really sobering to see that. Driving down Detroit's streets, everything seems gray (partly due to the weather), many buildings are delapidated, there are more individually owned stores and fast-food restaurants than chains, etc. But it definitely has a unique character, as do many other cities. I didn't get to see the African-American museum, but I will surely see it next time. Stopped by the Motown museum, downtown, Riverfront, Detroit's Breakfast Club, and other small restaurants. It will definitely be interesting to see what happens to this city in the upcoming years. Census numbers have been under 1 million for several years. I know one of the people running for City Council and let's just say this person is certainly not what Detroit needs but I think voter will be able to see through this person easily.

BTW, my sister's graduation was so ghetto and cunty. The administrators need to be slapped for not having better control and decorum. The funny thing is, her school is actually one of the nicer schools in Detroit. The class treasurer made a speech where he basically started giving shout outs to individual students, called out students to come get their T-shirts, then straight up broke the law. As many know, it is illegal to have prayer in public schools. This mothafugga acknowledged that while they couldn't pray, they would have a "commemorative moment" instead and straight bust into a prayer thanking the Lord and thangs. The administrator (I think the principal) instructed him to do so in the introduction so she's just as bad if not worse. The graduation was not organized very well, with long pauses and awkward moments. One of the speakers I had to look around to see if it was a joke. To sum it up, he may have been retarded and/or blind, and spoke about completing a 4 year degree in a year and a half, then going on to get 2 Masters degres, and then completing a Bachelors of Social Work at one school and a Masters of Social Work at the same time. Yeah. Needless to say, my face was like this: -_- the whole time. There was an excellent keynote speaker though, a black man who is a professor of Comparative Literature. He gave great, applicable college curriculum advice and was proficient in many languages. I just reminded myself to look him up...think his name was Derek Collins or something. Then, the diplomas had the students' names on them which theoretically was nice, but in application, jammed up the whole procession of calling students names while they frantically tried to match diplomas tostudents. At the end, the students were heard chanting, "09, bitch!" while their loving and devoted family members looked on. SMH.

So anyways, I'm back. Welcome and hello to my new followers, regulars, and lurkers. I need to go through my archives but I think this month might be my blogiversary...been blogging for a year now hooraaayyy! I want to leave you with a video of Amel Larrieux performing live last Friday in New York at the Greene Space. Click here for the link. Amel comes out and gives a short interview at the 5:30 mark. Her songs are from the 12:00 mark to the 53:00 mark. The songs she sang (in order) are We Can Be New, For Real, Magic, Down, Gills and Tails, Have You, and I Like the Sunrise (she tears it down for this song). Check it out and tell a friend!

Monday, June 1, 2009

I Left My Heart in San Francisco...

I just had the best 1-day trip ever, lol. This trip has taught me that it really is good to get away, even if only for a weekend. Don't rule it out if you want to see certain cities. You can see a lot in a weekend. Anyhoo, flew in to San Francisco. Gorgeous city! Mountains in the distance, the bay, the steep, roller-coaster like streets, historic charming feel, walker-friendly. Great city. I was struck by the significant Asian population there. All of the airport workers, most of the cab drivers, every other restaurant was Asian. It was cool seeing the diversity. Houston is extremely diverse and has a large Vietnamese population, but Houston pretty much has a large everything population. We probably have a large unicorn population if you know where to look.


View from the plane. Over some deserty looking state. I wish the pilot, flight attendants, SOMEBODY would update the passengers on what we're flying over. Some of us are fascinated by it!


View on the way to the hotel

We stayed in the Hotel Carlton, a cute, eco-friendly boutique hotel with an Arab aesthetic theme.


In the elevator


Love the decor, especially the side table




View from the hotel window...love the mountains on the horizon


The hotel room key card. Looks like a Tunisian woman, maybe?

So we ate, shopped a bit, walked, got cursed out by calf muscles and foot arches, then got ready for the concerts. Both shows were sold out. The crowd was extremely diverse, all ages and races turned out. I didn't get any pictures or video (except a couple of audio clips) inside the venue, but let me tell you, Amel Larrieux is a living legend. This woman is an entertainer with a capital E. Her voice is amazing. She hits the high notes like Minnie Riperton, her voice sounds even better live than on the track, she uses a live band, she involves the audience, and she really just has an open, positive vibe, aura, etc. During one song she freestyled the sound of a trumpet with her voice and her hand cupped over her mouth. It was crazy awesome.
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I am a member of her fansite, Blisslife, and somehow she knows and remembers the members on there and seeks them out at her shows. After a song she asked if any Blisslifers were in the house and my arms shot up. She looked at me, smiled and said "Gem! From Texas!" She told everyone that I flew in from Texas to see her and how I had sent her some lavender lotion to New York. She left the stage, came out into the audience, held my hand and sang Stevie Wonder's All I Do (Is Think About You) to me. I bought tickets to both the 8pm and 10pm songs and I am so glad I did. I got the personal experience at the 8pm show, and at the 10pm show she performed different songs so I really got to experience a full concert with her. Then, I got to meet her afterward. She signed my concert tickets, took a picture with me, and we chatted. I had requested that she play a song on the Blisslife forums and she did. She thanked me for requesting it and said because of my request she had the band learn the song because they didn't know it. Elated, was I! She told my husband I was a precious angel and hugged me. We chatted a minute more, and that was it. I floated to the cab back to the hotel.
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To have had this personal experience with my favorite artist is beyond amazing. I love that she has been able to find success as an independent artist. I encourage you to check out some of her songs and especially to read the lyrics. Look her up on Youtube to see some of her live performances. Here are the songs she performed, all clickable links to either the recorded song or her live version (although not Saturday's live versoion). Best. Birthday. Ever!
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Songs Performed:
Trouble (this is the song she freestyled the trumpet at the end with her voice...she went above and beyond the recorded version)
All I Do (Is Think About You) by Stevie Wonder. She came out in the audience, held my hand and sang this TO ME!
We Can Be New-album version here. Live version here. This is one of my FAVORITE all-time songs.
For Real (love the lyrics)
Down (this is the song I requested that she thanked me for requesting. This is 1 of my favorite songs, so underrated.)
Pop Life by Prince
Keep Tryin' (I still jam this song on the IPOD. Love it)
Have You (she hasn't even recorded this song yet, so you can only hear it live.)
Gills and Tails (another favorite)
Bravebird (this song is about a woman who experienced female genital mutilation)

Map of the venue. The circle is where our table was and at the top you can see the stage. We were basically right smack dab in front of the stage.

My signed tickets by Amel. The 1st one says: Love you my lil sis and the 2nd one says: You know how I feel bout you.

Amel and I. Hair cousins!!

Monday, May 18, 2009

Suggest A Song Monday-Wait Till You See Him

I'm back for serious this time! The spring semester is over and I'm free as a bird! I missed you all, and thank you so much for hanging with me and giving words of encouragement. Let's get back in the mix with Suggest A Song Monday. First, the rules:

I suggest a song that I love and that I think you would love. You listen to it. Tell me what you think in the comments. Then, you also recommend one song to me and I will listen to it and tell you what I think. You don't have to limit yourself to a particular genre, just any one song that you love.

Today, we have Wait Till You See Him by Ella Fitzgerald. This is a very soulful, jazzy remix found on the Verve Remixed album (I think the 2nd one). Sounds like a nice song to listen to whilst driving at night to somewhere bougie (lol) or a wine/movie/date night with someone wonderful. I love the smooth feel of the music along with Ella's velvety voice. Enjoy!

Here is the version from the Verve Remixed Album:


Wait Till You See Him - Ella Fitzgerald

Wait till you see him/See how he looks/Wait till you see him/Wait till you hear him laugh/Painters of paintings, writers of books/Never could tell the half/Wait till you see him/See how he looks/(Music break)/Wait till you see him/See how he looks/Wait till you see him/Wait till you hear him laugh/Wait till you feel the warmth of his glance/Pensive and sweet and wise/All of it lovely/All of it thrilling/I'll never be willing to free him/When you see him/You won't believe your eyes/You won't believe/You won't believe your eyes (repeat)/Wait till you see him/You won't believe your eyes (repeat)//

Monday, April 6, 2009

Suggest A Song Monday-I Belong To You

So, I pretty much said 'eff' blogging again last week. I have 3 separate, original research papers and projects due for school (20 pages for one, 30-35 pages for the others) so I have been trying not to just quit life and be a vagrant, though it is tempting. I have decided to type up stuff when I can and schedule it to post on later dates. Aloha, new followers! What better way to introduce yourselves than in today's post?

Welcome back to Suggest A Song Monday. First, I want to give shout-outs to all who participated last week. I responded to all of you in the comments so check it out if you haven't already. Much love to MrsMaryMack, ChocolateOrchid, Fly Girl, Chanel, La Maravilla, and Mocha for dropping song suggestions!

Here are the rules: I suggest a song that I love and that I think you would love. You listen to it. Tell me what you think in the comments. Then, you also recommend one song to me and I will listen to it and tell you what I think. You don't have to limit yourself to a particular genre, just any one song that you love.

Today we have I Belong To You by Lenny Kravitz. This song is so sexy, dark, sweet, funky, and of course jamming (at least I think so). Some of you may be familiar with this song already. If not, groove. If so, groove. It's hard not to groove to Lenny Kravitz, especially this song. The guitar breaks on here are soooo rockin'. I just want him to have jam sessions in my kitchen whenever I want. Butt booty naked if possible. Anyhoo, I love the lyrics to this song. If my husband dedicated this to me somehow, my panties would throw themselves at him. Ladies and fellas, if you feel this way about someone you should definitely let them know. It's a wonderful feeling.


I Belong To You - Lenny Kravitz

You are the flame in my heart/You light my way in the dark/You are the ultimate star/You lift me up from above/Your unconditional love/Takes me to paradise//(Chorus) I belong to you/And you...you belong to me too/You make my life complete/You make me feel so sweet//You make me feel so divine/Your soul and mine are entwined/Before you, I was blind/But since I opened my eyes/And with you there's no disguise/So I could open up my mind/I always loved you from the start/But I couldn't figure out/That I had to do it everyday/So I put away the fight/Now I'm gonna live my life/Giving you the most in every way/Chorus (repeat til end)/

Monday, March 23, 2009

Suggest A Song Monday-Careful Where You Stand

So, I pretty much said 'eff' blogging last week. It was Spring Break for me and I was off work Thursday and Friday. But I'm back! I see some new followers have climbed aboard; what better way to introduce yourselves than in today's post?

Welcome back to Suggest A Song Monday. First, I want to give shout-outs to all who participated last week. I responded to all of you in the comments so check it out if you haven't already. Much love to JamaicanBellaDonna, Lina, Mrsmarymack, Vesper, Mista Jaycee, and Chanel!

Here are the rules: I suggest a song that I love and that I think you would love. You listen to it. Tell me what you think in the comments. Then, you also recommend one song to me and I will listen to it and tell you what I think. You don't have to limit yourself to a particular genre, just any one song that you love.

Today we have Careful Where You Stand by Coldplay. This song is special to me because it reminds me of when my husband and I were courting. Yes, courting. Anyhoo, even if you have pre-conceived notions of Coldplay, give this song a whirl. It's very mellow, and a little somber while still being sweet.


Careful Where You Stand - Coldplay

I feel safe/I feel warm/When you're here/Then I do no harm/I am cured/When I'm by your side/I'm alright...I'm alright/I am safe/When I am with you/And I feel warm/If you want me too/I am cured when I'm by your side/I'm alright/(Chorus) Careful where you stand, my love/Careful where you lay your head/It's true/We're always looking out for one another//I feel safe/When I am with you/And I feel warm/If you want me to/I am cured when you are around/I'm alright/(Chorus)/So I'd like a quiet time, please/Yeah I'd like a quiet time/(Music break)/Careful where you stand/Careful where you stand

Monday, March 16, 2009

Suggest A Song Monday-Four Women

Good morning! Welcome back to Suggest A Song Monday. First, I want to give shout-outs to all who participated last week; there were some nice songs in there! I responded to all of you in the comments so check it out if you haven't already. Much love to Lina, MrsMaryMack, JamaicanBellaDonna, karrieb, TKB, and Vesper!

Here are the rules: I suggest a song that I love and that I think you would love. You listen to it. Tell me what you think in the comments. Then, you also recommend one song to me and I will listen to it and tell you what I think. You don't have to limit yourself to a particular genre, just any one song that you love.

Today we have Four Women by Nina Simone. Accompanied by a somber piano, Nina gives us a brief glimpse into the open doors of four black women's life stories. I wish like anything I could have had the chance to see her perform live; she is a definite musical force. I love the crescendo near the end of the song after the piano break; with the last woman's story. Let me know what you think!


Four Women - Nina Simone

My skin is black/My arms are strong/My hair is wooly/My back is strong/Strong enough to take the pain/Inflicted again and again/What do they call me?/My name is Aunt Sarah//My skin is yellow/My hair is long/Between two worlds/I do belong/My father was rich and white/He forced my mother late one night/What do they call me?/My name is Saffronia//My skin is tan/My hair is fine/My hips invite you/My mouth, like wine/Who's little girl am I?/Anyone who has money to buy/What do they call me?/My name is Sweet Thing//(piano break)/My skin is brown/My manner is tough/I'll kill the first mother I see!/My life has been rough/I'm awfully bitter these days/Because my parents were slaves/What do they call me?/My name is PEACHES!

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