Just use your imagination

I am thinking of someone right now. And I'm fantasizing about the things I would do to him at this moment, if he were in front of me right now...this song playing in the background.

I've been to strip clubs; I know what kind of music these chicks dance to. Amateur.

It requires a certain level of intensity, passion and awareness to pull this off. But when I think of him, I know I could drive him crazy with this little concoction of song and body language.


Nite Jewel - What Did He Say

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And this isn't a one-way street now. If this person wanted to return the favor, provide the same pleasure, this is all he'd need. He would touch me, skin on skin, at this song's pace. He would follow its ups and downs while expressing his desire. Like fire feeding on fire.


Jose James - Desire

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Expression session

Lately I've been neglecting my writing, and this troubles me. I used to keep a journal, since I was maybe 10 or 11 years old. And the older I get, the less time I allow myself to artistically express myself. I did, however, find an outlet through this website. Yet, there are so many other thoughts and ideas running through my head that I absolutely need to get on paper. Thoughts that have nothing and everything to do with music.

What I used to do and haven't done in a very, very long time is what I like to call my personal "expression sessions." It goes a little something like this:

I create a playlist, which includes songs that are thought-provoking, soothing and hypnotic. I throw those bad boys on a CD. I dim the lights just a bit, bust out a pen and paper and blast my new inspirational CD. I make sure there are no distractions; the cell phone is shut off. The music takes me on a journey, and I can't put the pen down. The thoughts come pouring out from my mind through the tips of my fingers. And I don't stop until I have nothing else to write.

This works for any form of art: painting, dancing, sculpting, etc. I want you to try this out one day. I can assure you won't regret it, and what's the worst that can happen anyway? You made yourself an awesome playlist. No harm, no foul.

Here I've posted some of the songs that I recently discovered that will definitely go on my next expressive session playlist. Maybe they will inspire you. I hope so.

I know I will go home tonight and write the things I've been longing to express for months now. What a release! Artistic expression is therapy for the heart and mind, and I am anxiously looking forward to my next session.


Quantic - Time Is The Enemy (Thanks for sharing, Paige.)
Air - Cherry Blossom Girl
90 Day Men - Saint Theresa In Ecstacy
Closer Musik - Maria
Handsome Boy Modeling School - The Truth
Grand National - Peanut Dreams

Ninja Tuna!

So as I roam on Haight St. (the hippie district) in San Francisco last Friday, I wander into a record store, slightly tipsy, and I just start picking up random CDs only because I'm impressed and intrigued with their cover art. It's all music I have never heard before. This album catches my eye, and so I have to give it a listen.


I mosey on over to the listening station, where other hipsters are previewing albums as well. And I press play. The first couple songs are alright, but then "Music Takes Me Up" starts playing, and all of a sudden, I'm in the zone. I'm dancing, moving front to back, left to right. A few minutes later, I listen to "Hairy Bumpercress." I'm bobbing my head, tapping my feet. My hips have a mind of their own. I pretty much forget I'm in a crowded record store, and the other listeners are most likely watching me. My pals, Miki and Chuck, later inform me that I started a movement: The other hipsters began dancing in their listening stations as well. I'm glad I could inspire.

Anyhow, I needed a lil' happy jazz in my life and Mr. Scruff filled this void.

I quickly snap a photo of the album and send it to my cousin/roommate, Alexa, and urge her to look into this album because I know she will appreciate it. She responds immediately saying she put a Mr. Scruff flyer in my bedroom while I was in New York. Fate works in wondrous ways, doesn't it? Apparently, Mr. Scruff will be at Smart Bar in Chicago on Friday, May 15. We are soooo going to that show. And if you like what you see and hear below, you should go to.

P.S. I put the videos up instead of the mp3s because the videos are just as good as the songs themselves. Trust.

Come dance with me

For all you jazz heads out there who don't mind a lil' groove, a lil' funk, you must check out the Verve Remixed series. These are compilation albums of classic jazz artists remixed by contemporary world-renowned DJs and musicians.

This song, "Come Dance With Me" by Shirley Horn, is such a fun track. To be honest, I heard it for the first time while I was taking a shower. (Thank you, roomie, for introducing me to the Verve.) I immediately started dancing in the shower. Yes, I said it...dancing in the shower...and you know it, my clumsy ass almost fell. Go ahead...I know you're picturing it in your head. Get the giggles out of the way, maniacs.

So as I was saying, this song is too groovy, you cannot help but sway back and forth, tap your feet, bob your head and bounce those shoulders. So please, check it out. And if you like it, you may as well just purchase all the Verve Remixed albums. This particular track is on Verve Remixed 3, which includes songs by the legendary Nina Simone, Billie Holiday and Sarah Vaughan, remixed by artists such as The Postal Service, Brazilian Girls, Junior Boys, Diplo and Danger Mouse.

Now go put on those dancing shoes, and get ready for a funky ride...



Shirley Horn - Come Dance With Me (Sugardaddy Remix)