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Taking Stock

Happy Friday All!

Let’s start with a song.

The lyric “Looking out beyond the stars, searching always wishing” has always stood out since I first listened to the Born To Do It album. As a point of reference, this Craig David album came out my freshman year of high school right after a huge reset in my life.  In two years, my sister had moved in, had my nephew, we had moved twice, my mother had passed, and I was now in a new school, new house, trying to take stock of what had just happened.  Sitting up last night hacking away with this nagging cough was like déjà vu to a night during my fall break that year.  I remember the feeling that I was no longer in control of my life.  Everything that I had known was gone.  My life and my world was no longer my own.  I was merely a bit player at this point.  I was the nephew.  The brother.  The friend.  The uncle.  But never just me.  

Last night, I realized (again) that I don’t have an identity.  I have a personality.  I have a body and face.  But there’s no me there.  If you strip away what I do (or attempt to do) for other people and jokes/quotes I’ve gotten from other people, there’s not much to me.  I don’t have passion.  I don’t have enthusiasm.  I don’t have courage.  I play my cards too close because I’m too afraid of failing or losing whatever meager ground I’ve gained.

I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned that I rarely call or text people first.  In my head, I feel like I’m bothering them.  If they don’t respond, I expect it because who actually cares about what I have to say.  Who has the time to listen to me whine about my problems, which are usually self-induced.

But that line, “Searching always wishing”…  I want to be my own person.  I want to have interesting things to say.  I want people to like being around me.  I want people to want to be around me.  And not only when it’s convenient for them.  But more than that, I want to feel.  I’ve had this guard up for so so so long.  And while it’s chipped and weathered, it is still there.  Keeping out some of hurt and negativity, but also whatever joy or happiness there is in this world.  I’ve long associated that happiness with romantic love since I don’t always feel like I can get it in a familial way.  But I know that I need it from family, friends, and myself before I’m ever going to be able to feel fulfilled.

But there is no one step fix for that.  And for a while, I felt like I was making progress. I was pushing myself.  I was being social.  I put on my clothes.  I drank my drank.  I issued compliments.  But last night, I just found myself unhappy with where I was and what I had.  Maybe it’s that I need to find a middle ground between my old personality and this new personality.  Or there’s a lesson that I’m missing.

Leave me some advice.  A bitch is tired of searching and feeling like this.

 

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When Trash Stans Out

Feel free to skip this post Class…

I’m le tired today so this is going to be pretty short.  But if you don’t remember, Trash stans down for Craig David.  And has done so since Fill Me In was released in America back in 2001.  I mentioned it briefly in my dressing down of The Bieber during his Celebrity Jury.  But Craig’s silky smooth voice and vocal control have always just done it for me.

I’ve held off on trying to explain the depths of my love for this man’s music because we’re talking about a thesis here.  But since I’m not feeling too great today, I thought that I would share one of my favorite performances from him since it cheers me up.

This is Hidden Agenda from his second album.   We’re talking about a man who sounds like the recording.  Jumping from chest voice to head voice repeatedly live.  Killing the ad-libs without overdoing it.  I mean what can I say?

Okay, one more.

That last chorus.

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Again, I’m doing my best not to stan completely out.

I know that there are not that many people who love Craig David quite like I do, but any fans?  Let me know in the comments.

Class & Trash Show: The A-Z Playlist

Hey Party People!

I came across this challenge via Tumblr and thought it would be a fun post! This challenge is about making a music playlist using each letter of the alphabet.

I (Team Trash) used Spotify and have embedded the playlist with brief desc below!  Hope you enjoy!

A: All Gold Everything – Trinidad James
One of my favorite hoodrat jams of the past few years, Trinidad’s ode to the glamorest (yes, glamorest) life.
B: Between The Sheets – The Isley Brothers
Iconic lovemaking anthem.
C: Come Close – Common f. Mary J. Blige
The video for this is super sweet and it’s a fantastically candid love song.
D: Do It – Nelly Furtado
Perfect calisthenics music.  Get up and do some knee lifts.
E: Erinner Mich Dich Zu Vergessen – Yvonne Catterfeld
German love song from 2006.  Lovely melody.  Means “In Case You’ve Forgotten”
F: Fancy – Reba McIntyre
Queen Reba tells us how to be a fancy hooker and slay the lessers.
G: Gills & Tails – Amel Larrieux
Dirty lyrics disguised is a simple, hauntingly beautiful melody
H: Hit Em Up Style – Blu Cantrell
Yaaaaaaaaasss! Flawless revenge jam.
I: Into The Ocean – Blue October
Ambient, sad, moving.  A song for when you’re deep in your feelings.
J: Jam (Turn It Up) – Kim Kardashian
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K: Key To My Heart – Craig David
Favorite song from the first album.  Love the call & response. Love his head voice.
L: Live It Up – John Legend f. Miri Ben Ari
John Legend’s voice is perfect.  A perfect celebratory anthem.  You just feel good when you listen to it.
M: Mathematics – Mos Def
A co-werker suggestion.  Lyrically complex.  Completely dope.
N: No Parking On The Dance Floor – Midnight Star
Sorry.  Too busy grooving.  Be back later.
O: Oochie Wally – Bravehearts f. Nas
LITTLE YOUNG THING, GO AROUND MY **** WITH YA TONGUE RING!  ::booty dances on the wall::
P: Patron Tequila – Paradiso Girls
Perfect dance beat.  Mindless, repetitive, catchy as all hell.
Q: Queen B*tch – L’il Kim
Classic.  Flaw-free.  Why L’il Kim was the baddest in the game.
R: Rub You The Right Way – Johnny Gill
The Pump, Pump It Up.  HEY! crack me up every time.  Just a great late 80’s funk jam.
S: Short Skirt/Long Jacket – Cake
I watched this video every single morning before school.  The bass/guitar riff goes.
T: The Look of Love – ABC
80’s Synth-pop at it’s finest. Another great groove.
U: Up – James Morrison, Jessie J
Two fantastic voices singing my feelings.  You can expect a tribute to James Morrison.
V: Vanity – Christina Aguilera
“I’m not cocky!  I just loooove myself, BITCH!” Hidden gem on a flop album.
W: Wonderful – Annie Lennox
One SANGING white woman.  Completely haunting, 100% accurate song about falling from someone.
X: XO – Beyoncé
Incredibly, powerful song.  Beyoncé at her finest.  Feels personal.
Y: You Are My Everything – Surface
The background vocals and harmonies are the epitome of everything.  Two step with your boo to this one.
Z: Zoom – Commodores
Just incredible.  The horns.  The vocals.  Incredibly poignant considering our commitment to pursuing our dreams wherever that may lead in 2014.

 

What songs would you have included? Join in and link back so that we can take a listen!

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Celebrity Jury: Justin Beiber

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Greetings!  It’s everybody’s favorite day of the week and I hope that you are celebrating appropriately.  Let’s talk Beiber.

I know he’s not everyone’s favorite person right now, but we need to give him a fair trial before Congress sends him back to Canadia.  Let’s get it started.

Fact: Beiber has some measure of talent.

Now, I’ll be the first to admit that I wasn’t seeing it for the Beib when she had that swoop bang and all manner of leather vests.  But I won’t sit here and lie.  The boy can genuinely sing and has real musical talent.  He may be releasing bubblegum pop and hip-pop but the boy got his record contract fair and square.

Fact: Baby was a bop!

And before you even try it, Baby was the jam.  You can sit here and try to deny it but it has the perfect blend of sugary pop goodness and dance beat.  He may not have hit puberty here, but if it came on at the roller skating rink?! You, me, Dupree, and Irene would get our lives!

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Go get your life and bop!

Fact: Every other single (less Boyfriend) has been trash.

What pray tell is an Eenie Meenie Miney Mo lover?

No for real Beiber.  We just saw you on the steps killing it with a guitar and a feathered bowl cut.  Why would you even record this?  And with Sean Kingston??  This man??

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That’s just not the answer.  I won’t even start on Favorite Girl or any of those other bland songs he’s threatened us with.

Fact: Justin is, in fact, a giant douchebag. 

With all of the recent news of your arrest, the egging, and the drag racing foolery, you would think that would be all the evidence I need.  But for serious, let’s talk about that.

This 19-year old is spending all of his money and youth on drugs and shit.  Where are his parents?  Where is Usher?  WHERE IS JUDGE JOE BROWN?!

This young queen just let all his black friends take the heat.  This young queen was racing those cars like he was on the world’s slowest Hot Wheels track high and drunk.  That’s like 7 crimes, not including the fact that now we have to endure the Beliebers starting up a movement for you.

Fact: The Beleibers are annoying as all the fucks.

Now Class is an active Beyonce stan and I will cut someone if they come for Craig David the wrong way, but there’s no reason these prepubescent trollops should be on Twitter, Facebook, or even Oovoo.  (Whatever that is)

It’s wrong to hate a celebrity because of a group of people’s actions, but damn if it isn’t hard.

Fact: Beiber has been hitting the gym.

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(Source: Just Jared)

I’m not saying I’m into it.  I’m just saying I could see how someone else could be.

Fact: I thought we left these pants in the 90’s

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(Source: Go Fug Yourself)

Nope.  Absolutely not.

Fact: Justin Beiber ruined a flawless Craig David song.

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HOW DARE YOU!  As I mentioned earlier, I stan down for Craig David and may be the only one.  What you aren’t going to do is sample Fill Me In and ruin it with these croaky vocals and shitty lyrics.   THAT’S WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE NOT GOING TO DO!

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::steps away to breathe::

Okay, now that I’ve calmed down.  What it boils down to is that the Beiber simply isn’t making quality music.  He seems to want to capture this R&B sound that most white pop stars dip into when they want to show that they’ve “matured.”

Final Verdict: It’s a no from me, sis. 

While Beiber may have had some cute bops and talent, all of his antics, fuckery, and “music” has turned off pretty much everyone.  That movie he released over the holidays flipped and flopped, he finally got arrested and delivered that mediocre beauty shot, and that petition has way more signatures than it probably should.

Hopefully, he and Lispy Brown find a prayer circle and work out those demons.  Meanwhile, let’s listen to Craig David and feel better about our lives.