Friday, April 22, 2016

The Beautiful Ones - A Personal Tribute to The One and Only Prince

There are very few things that shock me it desensitization, media overexposure, or whatever the term of the day maybe, but the news of Prince's death yesterday was totally unfreakin' believable!

While I'm not going to go as far as to say that he was the only artist that has had a profound influence in my life, I can definitely say that he was among the top three out of five.

He was my first "Big Girl Crush", Ladies you know what I'm talking about. At only 5'2'" tall, Prince packed a whole of raw sexy in that little androgynous body of his! He oozed sexuality in a way that no one else could. He made you want to take a walk on the wild side. If you were at a dance and one of his songs came on, only people who were really diggin' on each other would slow dance to Prince, because that music was pure naughty!

But more than being walking sex, Prince truly was a pioneer in the music industry. There was nothing like him out there, and there still isn't. Most adults didn't know how to deal with him. I remember watching an episode of the Phil Donahue show and they were picking apart "Little Red Corvette" telling parents that this music was dangerous because it was full of sexual innuendos. Parents might not have liked him, but we LOVED him! He spoke to us, we understood the language that he was speaking.

Yes, I've been listening to his music non-stop since yesterday, but the the funny thing is, his music has always been a staple on my playlists. My Playlist titled "Grown Folks Music" is chock full of Prince as well as a few select others. Btw, if you have to ask me what "Grown Folks Music" is, that means you're too young to know.

I can listen to a Prince song and tell you where I heard it the first time, who I slow danced with on that song, and who my steady was at that time. I'm proud to say that I was there from the beginning.

Thank you Prince...thank you for giving me so many wonderful memories. Thank you for staying true to yourself, thank you teaching us that we didn't have to conform to be successful, thank you for putting into words the language of our hearts.

Rest now with God my Brother...the next time I see purple hues in the sunset, I'll be thinking of you.

Much Love


Baby, baby, baby
What's it gonna be
Baby, baby, baby
Is it him or is it me?
Don't make me waste my time
Don't make me lose my mind baby

Baby, baby, baby
Can't you stay with me tonight
Oh baby, baby, baby
Don't my kisses please you right
You were so hard to find
The beautiful ones, they hurt you every time

Paint a perfect picture
Bring to life a vision in one's mind
The beautiful ones
Always smash the picture
Always every time

If I told you baby
That I was in love with you
Oh baby, baby, baby
If we got married
Would that be cool?

You make me so confused
The beautiful ones
You always seem to lose

Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
What's it gonna be baby?

Do you want him?
Or do you want me?
Cause I want you
Said I want you
Tell me, babe

Do you want me?
I gotta know, I gotta know
Do you want me?
Baby, baby, baby
Listen to me

I may not know where I'm going (babe)
I said I may not know what I need
One thing, one thing's for certain baby
I know what I want, yeah
And if it please you baby
Please you, baby
I'm begging down on my knees
I want you
Yes I do
Baby, baby, baby, baby
I want you

Yes I do

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

I'm Just Not "THAT Girl"

Writing is my great catharsis...the instrument of choice to purge my soul. With that said, for the last few days I've had a song stuck in my head, "I Can't Make You Love Me", the original was recorded by Bonnie Raitt (Love Her!!!), but it has since then been recorded by many people, one of my favorite covers is by Adelle, and who doesn't love her?

I guess this song starting playing in a loop in my head because lately I've been wondering is finding true, long-lasing, soul scorching love is really written in my starts. Has it ever been a part of the Divine plan that has my name on it?

The earliest memory that I have of not being "THAT Girl", was the fourth grade. I remember it like it was yesterday, my first crush. It took all of my nerve to write him a note that simply said, "If you like me, check "yes" or "no". How cute is that, right?! Yea, I thought so too until he showed the note to the entire class and then checked the no box. And that my dear friends was the shadow of forethought for the rest of my life.

I guess now is as good a time as any to define just who is a "THAT Girl". A "THAT Girl" is the girl that every single guy that you know wants to be with. She walks into the room and all eyes are on her. You know what I'm talking about. Don't get me wrong, most girls and women that fit this description are really nice, there are also some that aren't, but for the most part very likable. That's what makes it  bit tough. A part of you wants to not like them, the same part of you that wishes you were them.

There's really no need for me to re-tell the tail of every episode of love requited, that would just be overkill. But needless to say, I have always felt that I faded into the background. The relationships that I did have, save one, all ended because the love that I thought I had found was merely a shade of what it should have been and the objects of my affections left me for another.

So now, I still sit on the outskirts of love, but only now there is a difference, I'm different. Life has taught me patience. Patience has taught me that there is wisdom to be learned in the the waiting. I have learned that I don't need attention from every man, I only need the love of one.

So for now at least I'll shelve the urge to run off to a nunnery to spend the rest of my days under a vow of silence and everything else. For now, I'll continue to learn myself and appreciate all that is me. Because actually I do believe that that undying, heart warming, toe curly soul scorching love is in my life's Divine plan. And if you're out there wondering the same thing, rest assured it's out there for you too.

So to all you "THAT Girls" out there, Salud! I don't need to be you, I just need to be me.

Much Love