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>http://www.solangemusic.com/ >http://blackplanet.com/solange/ > >Tracklist: >1. Things I Imagined >2. S McGregor (interlude) >3. Down With the Clique >4. Way to the Show >5. Can I Hold the Mic (interlude) >6. Stay Flo >7. Dreams >8. Nothing Without Intention (interlude) >9. Almeda >10 Time (is) >11. My Skin My Logo >12. We Deal With the Freak’n (intermission) >13. Jerrod >14. Binz >15. Beltway >16. Exit Scott (interlude) >17. Sound Of Rain >18. Not Screwed! (interlude) >19. I’m a Witness > >Still ain't had a chance to listen. What say The Lesson?
This goes and it grew on me quite a bit. It's certainly a Stevie tribute even if it is Secret Life of Plants. I wish she had more overtly grand individual songs within this, but she pretty clearly wasn't going for that. She kinda Jodeci'd this. Lovesexy one-track shit. And the strongest full songs are towards the end. She did her thing with the vamps, adlibs, and overall mood of this thing.
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I'm silly to be surprised that I still read the 'I didn't finish it at all but I know this album sucks' posts that I was arguing with folks about almost 20 years ago on here and since CDs came out IRL before that. At least now, it doesn't seem like folks will go into a post-hijacking argument over something they haven't listened to, so I guess I should finally accept that some folks are like that and STFU? Yeah..that's probably the right call!
BUT
I worry about folks missing out on the potential enjoyment of good music. Like some of my homeboys...
I have a homeboy who had hella CDs in the 90s but couldn't hold a convo about most of em. He wouldn't take the time to listen to the albums! He certainly had the time! He'd buy CDs and listen to the songs he knew beforehand repeatedly. Maybe he'd try the songs with guests he liked. And that would be about it unless he had it in his head to listen to the rest for some reason..maybe some girl or magazine told him to. I mean forreal..we'd be riding with dude, he'd be skipping around on pretty much classic albums, and everyone else in the car would be like 'hey mane! Let that motherfuckin shit play, dog!'. Not surprisingly, he's the 'don't like nuthin' guy who claims to love music.
Fast forward to 2019, he's the dude with a bunch of loose, badly labelled songs in random folders on his computer. With that, he's got little to no playlists. And sure, he has Apple music, but he can't easily get his hands on anything. If I go to his house, he's fumbling around trying to find something to listen to. He's got a generally weak handle on old shit, new shit, and everything in between. It's a sad existence in this world where you can jam like crazy if you just put a little time into having your shit together. I gave up on trying to rescue him from himself years ago.
One of my other long-time homies is still riding around with CDs on the reg. It's the same thing in a different way. He'll listen to some shit thoroughly and you can hold hella convos about artists and music. It's good times. But he's struggling with having the discipline to manage a streaming app, create some playlists for himself to take control when he wants, and go from there. So he gets swept up in the wave of new releases. So when he misses something, he may never make it back to it.
Meanwhile, I'm a psycho over here with my shit reasonably together. I have a mountain of playlists. I have my squirrelly stuff uploaded to Google Play. I'll do artist studies where I run through someone's whole discography. I just did this with Teddy P. Yeah, the Showtime show got me too. I'll listen to some new stuff. I'll miss stuff, be aware of it, and go back for it some other time.
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