2005-05-02 @ 12:32 a.m.....

i'm having another musical rebirth.

it happens every couple of years. i get very deeply entrenched in a certain genre of music and then that's all i listen to, i block everything else out and i am faithful to my chosen favorites.

because in any musical genre, if you ask me, there are the archetypes, and then there are the coattail riders.

i still listen to the archetypes. obsessively. like mary j. blige's My Life, which is the epitome of modern-day soul (coined "queen of hip hop r&b soul" by puffy aka p.diddy).

sade's cherish the day. whoowee. that is pure r&b/soul.

aretha franklin, the Queen of Soul music. for real.

black star, they epitomize hip hop from when it still had a conscience.

i've been needing to hear others voice my pain and anguish for quite some time now.

but i'm branching out. i'm listening to some totally new stuff. that is blowing my mind.

i want to rehaul my music collection and update it and clean it out like a closet. trouble is i never could get rid of the liner notes. the cases. the cds, even those i don't particularly like or just bought for the one song....

i LOVE the tangible evidence of music to accompany the audio. there is nothing i love more than to sit down and open up a fresh new cd and pop it in, press play, and simultaneously look through the liner notes while listening.

oh, so that's who is the guest on this track. that's where that sample came from. that's who wrote this particular piece. that's where the inspiration came from. those are the words to that hard-to-distinguish part. oh, those are the people they want to thank for seeing them through this incredible transformation.

because music is transforming. i think it's crazy when people say they are not really that into music.... what the hell are they listening to in their minds? their own thoughts? set to absolutely no melody at all?

insane.

maybe i'm too liberal w/that word.

but seriously.

what had happened was.... ~ ....what comes next?