music to my ears...(and other parts...)

One of the things I love about talent is that it is just that...talented. Not everyone can paint a Picasso, not everyone can build the most wonderfulest structurally breathtaking buildings, not everyone can iconically present the perfect black dress, and certainly not everyone can carry a note. And for those to can carry a note (which for the most part is not digitally 1000% mastered, auto-tuned or studio manipulated) then they sure as hell cant put on a show. Well, this past Saturday I took a road trip to Philly to see good music. I saw Jill Scott (incredible and amazing as always!!!) and Maxwell (1st time seeing him perform and WOW I was amazed).

Let me start from the beginning... ROAD TRIP! Me & my girl TRS got tix to this show since NY was overpriced for nosebleed seats & Philly is like less than 2 hrs away (depending on the speed I drive, etc etc) so why not. We get there & promptly have some Rita's water ice cause hey, why not. There are a few things I must do when I venture to PA, such as grab a cheesesteak, possibly visit south street, Rita's , reminisce when i was given directions 'bout it's on a grid! (i had to put that in there :p), and think about what if....oh the joys of walking down what if lane...(we'll save that for another blog)...

We get there in time to grab parking and mill around to find seats. I will spare you the imagery of the folks showing out for the concert cause yeah Philly folks dress (some good/ some bad/ most different) and the ladies had their shoes ON. I was impressed (cause I love a good shoe) and everyone looked like they were ready for a good time.

Guy Tory (comedian) opened the show with a few key words for the fellas in the audience (dudes, this show is designed for you to get some tonight if you just sit down and shut up...don't go ruining it when Maxwell comes out and your girl swoons [cause yes she is gonna swoon] talking about 'oh so that's what you like, that's what you want' cause HELL YEAH, she want f*ck him) LMAO had us dying and the other things...let's just say they were raunchy and hilarious at the same time.

Then the incredible North Philly's own Ms. Jill Scott.

She rocked it, came out in sparkly pants and was giving it to us like what. She sang Gimmie and a bunch of her great stuff that had us all singing (or attempting to sing) grooving, and all around feeling empowered (well at least I felt that way). I love the way she communicates in between songs to the audience, how she relates with facial expressions, how she connects with folks about body image, sexuality, et al. When she sang Crown Royal on Ice OMG- yeah that bought it back (them feelings that yeah i thought were neatly suppressed in a cute lil box) and then she sang a new song (I love you) great lil tune. She then took us to a place when things (love, life) werent that peachy (i turned to TRS and was like if this woman make me cry i am gonna fight her!) suffice it to say i successfully fought back the tears... THEN she took us to a place when love & life were amazing...she sand HE loves me.. I love that song. can I tell you LOVE LOVE LOVE that song & ended with 'Hate on Me' <--where she pretty much validated the things i been saying about if you don't like how and what i am doing cause i am just being me here now, you hating and whatever dude... peace!-- yeah i loved it.

This was part 1....

There is an intermission/ set change where I am able to get a breather (cause you know this show thus far with the innuendos and music etc got me HOT) and the thoughts that were running thru my head, past my throat and straight to my who-ha were a bit much. (To put it mildly). I contemplated making inappropriate calls, inappropriate visits and inappropriate actions... (i know!)

Enter Maxwell

and 23.5 seconds into his song I am done. Game over. Someone threw their panties on stage. (T of course stated she does not throw that well and would gladly give him a private show...LMAO) And can I tell you he put in work. His show was fantastic. He was like I am here for the ladies, fellas he trying to help them out so just relax. Yo, he sang Lifetime (gasp!) This Woman's Work (gasp), Simply Beautiful (looky here, I am almost in need of...) and I cant even go thru all of them BUT when Bad Habits (seriously heavy breathing at this point) came on, yeah it was a wrap. Do you understand that at that particular point ANYONE could have gotten IT right then and there. ANYONE (the usher, ticket-taker, hell the dude selling the bootleg tee-shirts). Seriously I could not cross my legs any tighter. Seriously.
Seriously. Then this dude left. Excuse me... you did not sing Pretty Wings so that is NOT the end of your show... but of course he came back out and put it down with the Pretty Wings.

Good night cause yes, I was looking for some man to bed.

Initially the plan was to grab a hotel or stay at a friends house (that could be trouble..) overnight so I wont have to drive back, could hang out and get a drink etc etc. Let's just say I had to get the hell outta dodge cause the urges I was having to do said inappropriate things were more than what my moral fiber can handle (and trust and believe this moral fiber is hanging on by a lil moral thread)

I drove home where I am safely away from major trouble...for now as apparently I am enticing trouble on a daily basis...
back to the music... I love real good music and I love a good show. I love it when the two can come together to bring a myriad of emotions out-- now that is what I paid my good money for.

So sing to me.... only if you can sing :)