Category: she wants that ole thing back


…means learning how to cook. I’m tryn.

I really like this album

Diary of a Bad Summer

http://adage.com/mediaworks/article?article_id=130766

“All in all, it’s been a depressing summer for the delusional record industry. We’re seeing a total disconnect between labels’ unrealistic, old-school revenue expectations and what the market can bear. On the streaming-music front in particular, the sad reality is that advertising revenue isn’t, and may never be, there to fully support the music industry’s wishful-thinking profit margins.”

"Negative is not the mood"

Sometimes writers have writer’s block

(minus the taco meat)

The guy whose CD insert lyrics kept me engrossed like my favorite novel…my “About Me” inspiration…had the nerve to thoroughly excite anyone with an XX chromosome (and some XYs) by announcing a fall tour. After a six-year stage hiatus. And still no release date for that coveted Black Summer’s Night. I liked him better with the fro, but still…be still.

“Get To Know Ya”
They be tryna bring you flowers, you prefer your roses blue/Brothers were tryna get in your trousers, I was just tryna get into you

“Fortunate” …Never had room service all night

“Let’s Not Play the Game”Don’t even say stuff you know that ain’t true

“Luxury: Cococure” Took my icy freeze and thawed the cold

Am I the only person who loves this song and video? Janet looks all types of insane (like, of the Joker variety). And both her and Michael coming together with this us-against-the-world vision, I thought was cool. The video exemplifies the type of insanity people go through sometimes. When they can’t do anything else but scream. I remember when the video first premiered. It turned out to be the most expensive music video ever made. I’m not sure if that’s still the case. I loved the dance breakdown. I think I memorized it. This ish is weird. But iconic to me. (Photo collage by me)

[Michael]

Tired of injustice

Tired of the schemes

Life is disgusting

So what does it mean

They kicking me down

I got to get up

As jacked as it sounds

The whole system sucks

[Janet]

Peak in the shadow

Come into the light

If you tell me I’m wrong

Then you better prove you’re right

You’re sellin’ out souls but I

I care about mine

I’ve got to get stronger

And I won’t give up the fight

that voodoo


You and I both, have been searching, feening, wishing, for some lauryn hill. d’angelo. We won’t stop, right? Can I just see their face? As it was, I mean. They look different now. He, at least, is supposed to be coming back. Better, I hope. Anyway.

I was among you people who used to write down song lyrics. way back in the 90s. what I like to call back in the day. I remember taking out sheets of looseleaf. Writing, “Broken glass everywhere. If it ain’t about no money…” Yeah, not the original version. Puffy’s remake. Showing my age. memorized that whole song. And Left Eye’s verse on TLC’s “Waterfalls.” And when I rapped, I changed my voice to sound like her. High-pitched and nasally. there were others and I wish I’d kept them. Tapes were in vogue then. I bought them. I rewound them. Til I caught every word. Music, hip-hop, writing, consumed me even then and I didn’t know it. Later on I bought a book full of blank pages (my book of rhymes). I wrote down some lyrics I really liked. Like that Maxwell one to the right. they’re sometimes the most beautifullest thing in this world. i’m not sure what the point of this post is.

i’m still learning how to embed music. that’s TK.

“Til comes up the sun
moon goes where it’s from
Sideways, upside down
Ceiling or the ground
Til my lost is found”
(Maxwell)

*sort of related, just cause the song just came on the radio: alicia keys “u dont know my name” when she sings at the end, “and i swear on my mother and father it feels like…oooooh…” Yes.