Maybe It's Just Me...
Have you ever heard a song (as a lady) and said to yourself "If a guy played this song, he'd get the draws." None of that haughty scoffing cuz you're a lady, suck it up and be real. I know for a FACT that dudes hear certain songs, scrunch up their faces and say to themselves, "If I play this for a shorty, the panties is comin' OFF!"
Well, whether or not you wanna admit it, those songs are out there. For Baby Boomers it's Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On," Teddy Pendergrass' "Turn Off the Lights" or anything with Barry White's voice in the background. For Gen-Xers and Gen-Yers, it can be anything from Jodeci's "Stay," George Michael's "Until the End of Time" to Color Me Badd's "I Wanna Sex You Up."
You know it's "that song" when you can't get enough of it and it's on repeat on your playlist. As it plays, you sway from side to side with your eyes closed, imagining an intimate moment with your love or (if you're me, a backed up loud mouth chick in heat) choreograph a little strip tease. Either way, the song does something to you and is clearly meant to make babies to. You know it, your boo knows it, the artist knows it (that's why they made it) and (again, like me) your neighbors know it as well.
Anyway, I've found a new song and before you pass judgment, just listen to it. It's the "Set the Mood Prelude" off Justin Timberlake's HOT-T new CD, FutureSex/LoveSounds (dammit, I'm going to learn how to put links to music on this goddamned blog if it's the LAST thing I do!). It's 2 minutes and 12 seconds of pure sexuality. If (and when) you get the CD, go to "Summer Love/Set The Mood Prelude" and fast forward to the 4:12 mark. Sit back, and let it move you, it's just that good.
So there's my tidbit for the day, take the hint and make some babies. I had so much more I wanted to talk about; how different I am from the rest of the world, why it makes me single, how The Covenant was actually a pretty good flick, how good Idiocracy was, why I loved Atlanta, my (ever emerging) momentary lapse in the decision not to date online and/or find a f*ck buddy and how Mikey Day (right) from Nick Cannon's Wild n' Out is getting sexier by the episode, but I got sidetracked by the song.
So it's hot, check it out, and let me know if you agree. Thank me, curse me or name your firstborn after me, I don't care so long as you try. I think I'm right, but I may be off-kilter. If the latter's the case, I won't apologize, but I WILL offer that maybe it's just me...
Well, whether or not you wanna admit it, those songs are out there. For Baby Boomers it's Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On," Teddy Pendergrass' "Turn Off the Lights" or anything with Barry White's voice in the background. For Gen-Xers and Gen-Yers, it can be anything from Jodeci's "Stay," George Michael's "Until the End of Time" to Color Me Badd's "I Wanna Sex You Up."
You know it's "that song" when you can't get enough of it and it's on repeat on your playlist. As it plays, you sway from side to side with your eyes closed, imagining an intimate moment with your love or (if you're me, a backed up loud mouth chick in heat) choreograph a little strip tease. Either way, the song does something to you and is clearly meant to make babies to. You know it, your boo knows it, the artist knows it (that's why they made it) and (again, like me) your neighbors know it as well.
Anyway, I've found a new song and before you pass judgment, just listen to it. It's the "Set the Mood Prelude" off Justin Timberlake's HOT-T new CD, FutureSex/LoveSounds (dammit, I'm going to learn how to put links to music on this goddamned blog if it's the LAST thing I do!). It's 2 minutes and 12 seconds of pure sexuality. If (and when) you get the CD, go to "Summer Love/Set The Mood Prelude" and fast forward to the 4:12 mark. Sit back, and let it move you, it's just that good.
So there's my tidbit for the day, take the hint and make some babies. I had so much more I wanted to talk about; how different I am from the rest of the world, why it makes me single, how The Covenant was actually a pretty good flick, how good Idiocracy was, why I loved Atlanta, my (ever emerging) momentary lapse in the decision not to date online and/or find a f*ck buddy and how Mikey Day (right) from Nick Cannon's Wild n' Out is getting sexier by the episode, but I got sidetracked by the song.
So it's hot, check it out, and let me know if you agree. Thank me, curse me or name your firstborn after me, I don't care so long as you try. I think I'm right, but I may be off-kilter. If the latter's the case, I won't apologize, but I WILL offer that maybe it's just me...
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