One of the reasons most of my posts are only for people who know me....

Lurkin for You

Gentle wreckage from the slow quiet disaster

Shipwreck

Whitney Houston burst onto the music scene in 1985 with her self-titled LP which had four number one hit singles on it, including “The Greatest Love of All,” “You Give Good Love” and “Saving All My Love for You,” plus it won a Grammy Award for best pop vocal performance by a female and two American Music Awards, one for best rhythm and blues single and another for best rhythm and blues video. She was also cited as best new artist of the year by Billboard and by Rolling Stone magazine. With all this hype one might expect the album to be an anticlimactic, lackluster affair, but the surprise is that Whitney Houston (Arista) is one of the warmest, most complex and altogether satisfying rhythm and blues records of the decade and Whitney herself has a voice that defies belief. From the elegant, beautiful photo of her on the cover of the album (in a gown by Giovanne De Maura) and its fairly sexy counterpart on the back (in a bathing suit by Norma Kaman) one knows that this isn’t going to be a blandly professional affair; the record is smooth but intense and Whitney’s voice leaps across so many boundaries and is so versatile (though she’s mainly a jazz singer) that it’s hard to take in the album on a first listening. But you won’t want to. You’ll want to savor it over many. 
It opens with “You Give Good Love” and “Thinking About You,” both produced and arranged by Kashif, and they emanate warm, lush jazz arrangements but with a contemporary synthesized beat and though they’re both really good songs, the album doesn’t get kicking until “Someone for Me” which was produced by Jermaine Jackson, where Whitney sings longingly against a jazz-disco background and the difference between her longing and the sprightliness of the song is very moving. The ballad “Saving All My Love for You” is the sexiest, most romantic song on the record. It also has a killer saxophone solo by Tom Scott and one can hear the influences of sixties girl-group pop in it (it was cowritten by Gerry Goffin) but the sixties girl groups were never this emotional or sexy (or as well produced) as this song is. “Nobody Loves Me Like You Do” is a glorious duet with Jermaine Jackson (who also produced it) and just one example of how sophisticated lyrically this album is. The last thing it suffers from is a paucity of decent lyrics which is what usually happens when a singer doesn’t write her own material and has to have her producer choose it. But Whitney and company have picked well here.

Huey n' Whitney

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I can see your eyes are wild.
They're wild.
I want to be your idiot man child
As I lay dying

I wanna know
Your hopes, your dreams, your fears.
I'm gonna see the look
In your eyes when you know
They are here
They are here with me
They're mine
Your dreams are mine

I'm gonna die with your taste on my lips
I'm gonna die with you in my mind

Under a terrible sun I saw you run away
Under a dying star you wont get very far
Under a terrible sun in that dying sky
Under a dying star you wont get very far
Away, away, away.




Dying Sun

Candy Heart

Django

a selection from my extensive archive of interesting, insane, or distressing voicemails...

40bday whatever

Yes I see you sinkin
Yeah Ive been thinking
I see you sinkin
But you don’t see me, you look right through me
So I’ll let you be
‘cause I know you outgrew me
When we were what we were  what we were was a fire DYIN
Yeah I’m no liar, no I’m not lyin
So SWIM      drift away   (I’m gonna stay)
But you quit tryin          (just don’t drown)
You keep dyin
And when you do
Don’t pull me down

Yeah all of us tried    and we all lost the fight
Yeah all of us died     now we’re all dead inside
But we still got the right   and we still got the battle
Yeah we still got the fire and we still got the fight
If we’re wrong that’s alright   I don’t care if we’re right 
I don’t care if we’re wrong

Come on come back to life 
I don’t care how you died
Just give it a try
Don’t matter what you’re fighting for
I don’t care if you’re wrong, I don’t care if you’re right
Just don’t give up the fight
I don’t care if you tried, don’t care if you died 
Just come back to life
I don’t care,  no I don’t care what you’re fighting for
Fuck it
‘Cause if we’re wrong that’s alright


Back to LYF

you can beat the Devil, but she beats back hard
and when shes had her way with you she sends a sympathy card
she thinks of every detail, she finds a way in
shes underneath your fingernails, shes underneath your s(k)in
and it usually hits at number 666
now when you beat the devil all she does is smile
and when you grab her by the hair she only has a little while
you throw her there against the wall, she says she likes your style
and when she gets you on your knees you know you'll be down there awhile
and it usually sticks
no matter how hard you kick

Devil in the Details

song sketch in progress. keeping me up late late lately

Silent D-13

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