Simply Music

November 3, 2009 theprincesspalace
Tags: Aaliyah, Aretha Franklin, Beyonce, Chris Brown, Isley Brothers, Jerry Butler, Luther Vandross, Mary J. Blige, Monica, music, R&B, real music, Soul, SWV, The Chi-Lites, The Temptations

           I officially think the passion is back in me. The writer’s block is gone guys. I mean come on, who else can’t sleep at 5am because they have something to say…well write? EXACTLY!!! Now, I have been thinking about this one for a few days. So here goes…

            As I lay here with my laptop propped against my headboard, the morning light is low, and the light of the computer screen is what I am using. OK, wait a minute. I have got to sit up for this one. Let me turn my night-light on too.

            I couldn’t stop thinking about how music used to make me feel. I remember the first cd my dad had ever gotten me. It was SWV (It’s About Time). Let me test your knowledge real quick. Do you all remember “Weak”?

I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak.
I lose all control and something takes over me.
In a daze and it’s so amazing, it’s not a phase.
I want you to stay with me, by my side.
I swallow my pride; your love is so sweet.
It knocks me right off of my feet.
I can’t explain why your loving makes me weak.

           Was that too much for you? I know you all probably think I am tripping. But what about when the artist actually had something serious to say? I mean back when music was really music, before groups like SWV.  Back when my parents used to think they were in love. Let me hit you with a little something.
Driftin’ on a memory
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Then with you yeah
Loving you well-well-well
Day will make a way for night
I’ll we’ll need is candle lights
And a song yeah
Soft and long
Well-ooo!

           LMAOOO. Now wait a minute, you have to be real old school to have a genuine love for the Isley Brothers. I might have taken you all back too far. Now see my parents are from the 40s and the 50s, so there is my excuse. I grew up with this stuff. This is all I know. I mean for crying out loud, I probably came here “drifting on a memory”.

Woke up today, looked at your picture just to get me started
I called you up, but you weren’t there and I was broken hearted
Hung up the phone, can’t be too late, the boss is so demandin’
Opened the door up and to my surprise there you were standin’

Who needs to go to work to hustle for another dollar
I’d rather be with you ’cause you make my heart scream and holler
Love is a gamble and I’m so glad that I am winnin’
We’ve come a long way and yet this is only the beginnin’

Oh, my love
A thousand kisses from you is never too much
(Never too much, never too much, never too much)
I just don’t wanna stop

           WOAH!!! Now wait a minute Luther… Now I know you all remember Mr. Vandross. That man said he doesn’t need to work, as long as he had her. Now that must have been some kind of woman. I know my mom used to think he was taking to her. LOL.

           Let me go a little new school for a minute to warm these young thunder cats back up. Ok what about Chris Brown? I sure hate that he beat the devil out of that girl, but I still like his music. What about back when he had that little Chris Brown chain?

How do you let it go? When you,
You just don’t know? What’s on,
The other side of the door
When you’re walking out, talk about it
Everything I tried to remember to say
Just went out my head
So I’ma do the best I can to get you to understand
’cause I know

There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But I gotta make the first move
‘Cause if I don’t you gonna start hating me
Cause I really don’t feel the way I once felt about you
Girl it’s not you, it’s me
I kinda gotta figure out what I need (oh)
There’s never a right time to say goodbye
But we know that we gotta go
Our separate ways
And I know it’s hard but I gotta do it,
And it’s killing me
Cause there’s never a right time
Right time to say goodbye

           LMAO. You all remember that? I knew then he was going to be the next big thing for my little cousins’ generation, I’m not going to front though, I liked his music too. My heart went out to that girl in the video. Now my boyfriend says I am always mistaking people for someone they are not. But was that Sole’ in his video as the lead girl? Or it could have been like her daughter or something. That girl sure looked like her.

           Ok, I think I am back on a roll. Now call me an old soul, but I used to actually go to these guys concerts with my mom and dad when I was younger. I was actually a fan.

Oh, I see her face everywhere I go
On the street, and even at the picture show
Have you seen her?
Tell me, have you seen her?
Oh, I hear her voice as the cold winds blow
In the sweet music on my radio
Have you seen her?
Tell me, have you seen her?

You all know the bridge:

Why, oh, why
Did she have to leave and go away
Oh-oh-oh, I´ve been used to havin´ someone to lean on
And I´m lost
Baby, I´m lost (Oh)

           Oh my word…those Chi-Lites Tell me you all didn’t cry on that song. I’m choked up now. Tell me those men were not love sick. Now that was music. I apologize guys; I am just having a moment. You know this is actually a stress relief tactic for me. I forgot how good this felt. I know shopping is also therapeutic for me, but then I get all depressed again when I get home and check my balance on my card.

           Now wait a minute, you all are not ready. I know the new schoolers are getting a kick out of this too. Don’t front guys. Now I could do “Ive got Sunshine”, or “My Girl”, or even “Since I Lost My Baby”. But anybody who has watched the little movie would know those. I am talking about REAL TEMP FANS. This is for you:

1964, my mom can relate to this one. This is for you mom.

You’ve got a smile so bright, you know you could have been a candle
I’m holding you so tight, you know you could have been a handle
The way you swept me off my feet, you know you could have been a broom
The way you smell so sweet, you know you could have been some perfume

WAIT FOR IT…
Well, you could have been anything that you wanted to
And I can tell, the way you do the things you do

Go ahead mommy, get up and step. I know some of you are at your desk just smiling. Well it doesn’t stop there. This is for you pop:

Your precious love means more to me
Than any love could ever be.
For when I wanted you,
I was so lonely and blue,
For That’s what love will do
And darling, I’m so surprised,
Oh, When I first realized
That you were fooling me.
And darling, they say that our love won’t grow.
But I just want to tell them they don’t know.
For as long as you’re in love with me,
Our love will grow wider,
Deeper than any sea.
And of all the things that I want,
In this whole wide world, is
Just for you to say that you’ll be my girl.
Wanting you, I’m so lonely and blue.
That’s what love will do.

           See you young folk don’t know much about The Ice Man, Jerry Butler. My daddy used to tell me when he was a boy; this is how he got the ladies. LOL, I love my daddy so much. He’s the true definition of a cat daddy.

           All right I think I am done. I think I gave you all a VERY SMALL taste of what was on my mind. I think I can finally go ahead and get some rest now. It’s 8am, I think I am going to sleep until 10am. But I can’t go without a shout out to my all time favorites. You all didn’t think I would leave without snapping out one real time for the fans did you?

             To the realest ladies of R&B, I love you all and you are my daily inspiration. Your vocal talent has not been given the proper praise and respect that you all deserve. If women all patterned after you all, the world probably would not be a chaotic as it is.

The Queen of R&B. Now this is soul. I used to sing her songs when I was in diapers. It all started with you:

Aretha Franklin

The original baby girl, they used to compare me to you, if only I had your vocal talent:

Aaliyah

Your voice inspires me. Your humility motivates me, and your passion reminds me:

Monica

The Queen of Hip Hop soul, your music uplifts me and I can always relate:

Mary J. Blige

And last but certainly not least, my girl. My diva, often imitated but never duplicated…I am Sasha Fierce:

Beyonce’

             To real music…to love…to self-empowerment…to women rights…to not giving a damn…this is how I fell in love with music. Peace.♥

 

R.I.P

Aaliyah Dana Haughton (1/16/1979 – 8/25/2001)

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2 Comments Add your own

• 1. Bren  |  November 4, 2009 at 1:56 am

  Yeah I truly do love that ole school music. That is when music was music and you really could sit back and drift on a memory. Thanks for bringing it on home.

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  • 2. theprincesspalace  |  November 4, 2009 at 4:04 am

    I’m from the real school…I believe in keeping it real! lol

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