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Kaleidoscope Dream by Miguel Will Be Mine & Mine Alone

I just bought Miguel’s new album “Kaleidoscope Dream” via Amazon and I’m not sharing it.

 

First off, I love this album. I’ve been listening to it for the past couple of hours and it is solid, in my opinion. I am constantly craving fresh R&B music that doesn’t sound like the singer really wanted to be a rapper but failed, so they decided to try some soggy-ass crooning. Miguel delivered on his last album “All I Want Is You” (which I discovered over the summer & fell in complete love with it) and Kaleidoscope Dream is a winner in my book as well. He’s giving me what I need in my primary genre of choice, R&B.

But I’m not sharing this album. Oh, I’m not talking about file sharing or even linking you to Miguel’s Twitter. I’m not gonna sully the love I have for this project by attaching the memory of any Ain’t Sh*t dudes to it. You know what I mean. You play an album you really like for or with a guy/lady/person you are really diggin’ at the moment and then things don’t work out. After that, every time you hear the album or even just a song from it, all the bad memories come flooding back and you can’t even enjoy it anymore. You either think about how much of an assh*le that person you shared the music with was, or you mourn the loss of the relationship. I did that with Maxwell’s “Black Summer’s Night” and “Leave It All Behind” by Foreign Exchange. I can barely contain myself now when I hear those albums. Cries n’ sighs, y’all. Cries n’ sighs. Music is so powerful in that way, don’t you agree?

So, Kaleidoscope Dream belongs to me and only me. I’m gonna do some awesome and amazing stuff all on my own with this great album as the soundtrack. I’m keeping this good feeling to myself.

 

~pbg

Bonus Dirty Pretty Thang: Check out this mix of “Adorn” from Kaleidoscope Dream, by Cousin Cole.


This mix is so dope & is my favorite song right now. Cousin Cole makes awesome mixes and I am on his SoundCloud page regularly. You should visit too.

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Soul Train Is Where First I Fell In Love & Found My Beauty: RIP Don Cornelius

I was at work sitting in the break room checking my Facebook when I found out via my newsfeed that Don Cornelius had died today, in an apparent suicide. Just in case you’re totally un-hip and an unprecedented BAMMA, Don Cornelius created “Soul Train” back in the early 1970s and for decades it was the #1 place on TV to showcase Black Music and all other elements of Black Culture, from, fashion, hairstyles, language, dance, etc. Go check it out on Youtube and get your entire life!

It was such a shock that I felt like someone had kicked me in the gut. All the air was knocked out of me. The legendary creator and host of Soul Train was gone, and in such a sad way. I said a quick prayer for a Peaceful Journey, hoping that whatever sadness enveloped him to the point of suffocation had finally released him in transition. Depression hurts, y’all. Sometimes folks believe that killing themselves is the only way to make the pain go away. Please remember to Love. Always in every way.

Then I started to think about what the iconic Black dance & music show Soul Train has meant to me in my life. It was a very vivid and important part of my early childhood. I remember that the very first time I’d ever laid eyes on Michael Jackson, it was when he was performing on Soul Train with his brothers. I think I was about 4 or 5 years old, so it had to have been 1977 or 1978 and I knew in that moment that I was in Love. Whatever Love means to a preschooler. But outside of that heart & soul-defining moment, I remember that Soul Train was the show that we watched on Saturdays after cartoons went off and we got to see all the singers and bands that we listened to on the radio and on albums any other time. This a period of time before music videos, so Soul Train is how I found out that Black artists were amazing and beautiful to look at. As I got a little older, I was REALLY into the hair/makeup/fashion of the women I saw dancing on Soul Train. Black Girls shaking their Groove Thang and being oh so flyy in the process! So much inspiration for a little Black Girl trying to find her beauty in the sea of Whiteness that is mainstream American media. Yes, Soul Train was as much a part of my growing up as double-dutch and roller skating were. Soul Train taught me to Body Roll! To this day, whenever I hit the dance floor and get into a good groove, I like to imagine myself as some Better Than Everything Black Girl dancing on Soul Train. Twirlin’. Dippin’ Low & Bringin’ It Back Up. We all have the innovation of Mr.Don Cornelius for that. I am so grateful for the legacy that he leaves behind. Thank you.

Here’s a clip I found of Mr.Don Cornelius going down the Soul Train Line, TWICE. He says it was his very first time! The man had some moves! Check it out:

~pbg

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Gummy Soul Presents: “Fela Soul” by Amerigo Gazaway

Hello Dedicated Readers!

Here’s a little gem I discovered in my travels along The Innanets earlier this week that I wanted to share with you all:

I fell in love with it from the first listen. Two of my faves, Fela Kuti and De La Soul mashed up together expertly. Kudos to Amerigo Gazaway!!

 

From GummySoul.com:

What do you get when you put together afrobeat legend Fela Kuti and rap pioneers De La Soul? You get Fela Soul; musical tapestry created by Gummy Soul artist Amerigo Gazaway. More than just a clever title, Fela Soul is an 8-track, 33 minute journey into the world of afrobeat rhythms, funky horn riffs,  and classic hip-hop gems. Using dozens of  hand-picked samples from the Nigerian instrumentalist and political figure Fela Kuti, and 8 carefully-chosen acapellas from the Native Tongue rap trio De La Soul, Amerigo seamlessly intertwines the two into something completely new and original.

Track listing:

 

Click here to go to GummySoul.com and download this fabulous FREE project. Enjoy!

 

~pbg

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The Weave Quotient: When A Naturalista Decides To Wear Hair

So, last week I got a weave.

Store bought hair: Some new shyt

I abandoned chemical relaxers for my hair seven and a half years ago and I was loc’d for five of those years. I picked my locs out last year and have been perfecting a care regimen and styling for my “Afro Reborn” for the last 11 months. It’s been wonderful and great and all that stuff, but my hair, Cookie, and I needed a break from each other. So I opted for a crochet hair weave. Check this video to see exactly what a crochet weave is.

While I love how I look with this weave, I don’t like the attention that it is garnering. Apparently, there is something about store-bought hair that attracts raggedy ass men, and a LOT of them to boot. I had no idea when I got this hair that so many LCD (lowest common denominator) fellas would try to talk to me. Let’s not get things twisted: Even at 38 years old, I STILL get plenty of holleration out in these streets, Kinky-Coily Afro and all.  I really couldn’t put my finger on why with this weave I am getting so much attention from these dusty scamps until I was talking with NaturallyAlise and Nova over brunch yesterday.

 

I think my weave makes me more approachable. There are men who are still very brainwashed by invested in the European beauty standard. So much so, that they are either completely turned off by natural hair or they find it intimidating. The Black woman who would choose to embrace her natural aesthetic when it comes to her hair intimidates them. *Peebz shrug* So while I get attention from men when I’m out and about with my big, fluffy natural hair, I certainly don’t get as much and the quality is a lot better.

Fab 'Fro: Business As Usual

 

Quality: Nova likened my weave to that Basketball Yamp, Jennifer’s colored contact lenses. He said, “It cheapens an otherwise attractive woman”.  While he thinks I look great with and without my weave, he basically said that this hair makes the bargain basement set think they could afford me (metaphorically speaking, of course.) Alise calls it “Ho Hair” and it gives off an air of accessibility.  Dudes are really out here thinkin’ “I might could get the bitch!” because I’m weaved up. But no, you can’t Mr. Thug Passion. Not at all.

I wasn’t even thinking about how I would be approached or by whom when I decided to get this weave. All I wanted to do was to let my hair chill for a few weeks and get a break from the elements, products and my hands in it. Despite my wide-eyed innocence when it comes to the tangential effects of “wearing hair”, this is something I will think about when buying hair again. I really think if I get something closer to my natural texture, I will get a different reaction to it.  Possibly. Maybe? I don’t know! I hate that I even have to consider this at all. Hmph.

 

Dedicated Readers, Naturalistas and Weave-wearers…what do you think?

 

~pbg

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