Record players, cassette tapes, and radio…if you love music and you’re grown and sexy, these were all conduits for the hits that we will never forget.
As we kick of Black Music Month, I got to thinking about songs that were part of my life. It’s difficult to hear a song without it taking you back to where you were when you heard it.
Whether it’s your first crush or your first break up, from the first day of high school or packing for college, your wedding day, jamming with your kid or the day your divorce was final, Black Music is what brings us to a common place no matter where we’re from.
Who knows why as a little girl, “One In a Million You” by Larry Graham”caught my ear? But it did and it’s still one of my favorite songs. In fact, if you claim to really know me and don’t know that, I might look at you side-eyed.
When Michael Jackson died five years ago this month, my relationship with him real or imagined, became even more special. The first album I ever owned was “Off the Wall.” Before the rumors, the allegations, the plastic surgery I remember that cute, shy boy in a tux and I still blush.
If my kids had known the Whitney Houston I knew in the 80s and 90s they would have understood why I found it so utterly unbelievable when she passed away. “Saving All My Love for You,” I’m Every Woman, “ “I’m Your Baby, Tonight,” “Shoop,” “My Love is Your Love, “I Will Always Love You.” All classics and each one will be on what every music device I’ll ever own.