My sister, who lives in the Southeast, said during one of our recent phone conversations: "I hate the music out here. Listen to this, I can't even tell what he's saying." She held the phone up to the radio and I heard the artist saying something that sounded to me like: "Why y'all eat that hair ball? Why y'all eat that hair ball?" I can't say that the popular music out here sounds any better -- because I make a point not to listen to it. I got tired of the "drop the panties" music a few years ago. I hear about most of the music I've got on my IPod from tv, other people, random matches on Pandora and ITunes, and blogs. So, to return the favor to all those people who clued me in to music that I wouldn't have heard on the radio -- here are a couple of people that I just happened to find out about that I think are pretty slammin'.
Jazmine Sullivan, "Fear" from the album, Fearless - I heard about her because she was opening here for Maxwell when he was on tour in the area -- a concert that I missed because I had just had my baby. I think I must have looked her up on ITunes (which is what you should do) and heard the song "Fear." The lyrics are simple, but "...it's true, so don't pretend it ain't you too. We're all afraid of somethin' here, 'cause you ain't human without fear."
Anthony David, "Something About You" and "On and On" Yes, the first is a remake of the Level 42 classic - this version is acoustic, but the one I downloaded had the mellowfunky beat that made me love the original, with his scratchy soulful voice singing along. "On and On" is a sweet, sweet love song that would make any girl melt.
Adele, "Melt My Heart to Stone." I really like her song "Chasing Pavements", which has gotten more attention than "Melt My Heart to Stone", but I love the contradiction in the lyrics of this song and the raw emotion in what seems to be a song about unrequited love. "And I hear your words that I made up, you say my name like there could be an us..."
I'm also feeling Ledisi, Goapele and Common (who isn't unknown, just sadly under appreciated, in my opinion. I still love him, even though my eight months pregnant butt had to leave his concert in Berkeley before he came on because the people who were there to see N.E.R.D. (who I also like, don't get me wrong) were smoking so much weed that I was afraid that my baby would come out addled, brain damaged, or addicted.)
And if anyone knows the real lyrics, or the artist of the "Why y'all eat that hair ball" song -- I'd love to know, so I can laugh at it some more.
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