9.19.2003
Crazy In Love? With Beyonce?
I look and stare so deep in your eyes | I touch on you more and more every time | When you leave I'm begging you not to go | Call your name two or three times in a row | Such a funny thing for me to try to explain | How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame | 'Cuz I know I don't understand | Just how your love your doing no one else can... ~Beyonce
Okay so, I admit. I have a thing for Beyonce. It took a minute, but hey, none of that matters now right?
When I first learned of this Houston native she was fronting the group Destiny Child. Over the years the line up would change, but it was always apparent who in the group was the real destiny child. And if the truth be told (slightly grits teeth), the girl did reak of talent, as the chief writer, sometime producer and constant vocal powerhouse of the group, it was no wonder she didn't go solo 2 albums ago.
But why the dislike?
I don't know. Maybe it was because I hated their quirky little songs about love and the pursuit thereof. Maybe it was because their earlier songs seemed to mysteriously revolve around the number three (No, No, No and Bills, Bills, Bills). Or, maybe it was because of the god-awful shit they usually wore while performing. At times it felt like I was watching old clips of the Labelles, back when Patti and the rest of her crew were doing anything they could to garner attention. Whatever it was that sparked the intensed filled hate, soon didn't matter; conquering them, and anyone who admired them, did.
Ahhh but another one bites the dust.
Like my former nemesis R. Kelly, Beyonce and her Destiny Backups won me over. I don't know if it was thier track, "Hey Ladies", with it's hauting lyrics: You keep rewinding it | Stoppin' it | And playing yourself over again | See I'm sick and tired of you doin' that same old thing | Sick of your same routine | Now you've got to come clean | 'Cause it's killing me...
Or "Independent Women", and it's empowering lyrics: Question: Tell me what you think about me | I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings | Only ring your cell-y when I'm feelin lonely | When it's all over please get up and leave...
But somehow (grits teeth harder) I started diggin' these over-processed, under-dressed, semi-talented, thump-thump chicks. And though I still think thier 1st album is garbage their 2nd and 3rd albums however, are kinda ah-ight. Though truthfully, I only play them after I have exhausted any and all possibilities of finding something better to listen to. Still, they do manage to make rotation at least once a year. (Umm, at least I think...)
But, this new Beyonce shit is starting to woo me. Honestly, I only like about 4 songs on the set, but those four tracks are worth their weight in gold. And the videos---my God---if I did go up for chicks like that, trust me when I tell you: Beyonce would get it! But I don't, so she won't.
But that doesn't stop me from appreciating what she's bringing to the world of music. She is single handedly taking us back to a time when artist, were artist, and not some put together crackhead (I said it!) like the new supposively, "quote-un-quote" princess of Hip-Hop R&B. (You will never ever find her name mentioned on this website by me!!!)
Beyonce has style. (Well she could, if she fired her mother and hired the real deal---what's the deal with those pointy witch half-boot things?)She has grace. (As long as she doesn't walk too fast, that shy-doofy shit shows up way too often for me.) And she has attitude. Three things one needs when trying to measure up to the superstars of days long gone.
The bottom line is this when it comes to Beyonce and I:
Got me looking so crazy right now your touch | Got me hoping you'll page me right now your kiss | Got me hoping you'll save me right now | Looking so crazy in love's | Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love...
Damn, I LOVE that song!!!
Okay so, I admit. I have a thing for Beyonce. It took a minute, but hey, none of that matters now right?
When I first learned of this Houston native she was fronting the group Destiny Child. Over the years the line up would change, but it was always apparent who in the group was the real destiny child. And if the truth be told (slightly grits teeth), the girl did reak of talent, as the chief writer, sometime producer and constant vocal powerhouse of the group, it was no wonder she didn't go solo 2 albums ago.
But why the dislike?
I don't know. Maybe it was because I hated their quirky little songs about love and the pursuit thereof. Maybe it was because their earlier songs seemed to mysteriously revolve around the number three (No, No, No and Bills, Bills, Bills). Or, maybe it was because of the god-awful shit they usually wore while performing. At times it felt like I was watching old clips of the Labelles, back when Patti and the rest of her crew were doing anything they could to garner attention. Whatever it was that sparked the intensed filled hate, soon didn't matter; conquering them, and anyone who admired them, did.
Ahhh but another one bites the dust.
Like my former nemesis R. Kelly, Beyonce and her Destiny Backups won me over. I don't know if it was thier track, "Hey Ladies", with it's hauting lyrics: You keep rewinding it | Stoppin' it | And playing yourself over again | See I'm sick and tired of you doin' that same old thing | Sick of your same routine | Now you've got to come clean | 'Cause it's killing me...
Or "Independent Women", and it's empowering lyrics: Question: Tell me what you think about me | I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings | Only ring your cell-y when I'm feelin lonely | When it's all over please get up and leave...
But somehow (grits teeth harder) I started diggin' these over-processed, under-dressed, semi-talented, thump-thump chicks. And though I still think thier 1st album is garbage their 2nd and 3rd albums however, are kinda ah-ight. Though truthfully, I only play them after I have exhausted any and all possibilities of finding something better to listen to. Still, they do manage to make rotation at least once a year. (Umm, at least I think...)
But, this new Beyonce shit is starting to woo me. Honestly, I only like about 4 songs on the set, but those four tracks are worth their weight in gold. And the videos---my God---if I did go up for chicks like that, trust me when I tell you: Beyonce would get it! But I don't, so she won't.
But that doesn't stop me from appreciating what she's bringing to the world of music. She is single handedly taking us back to a time when artist, were artist, and not some put together crackhead (I said it!) like the new supposively, "quote-un-quote" princess of Hip-Hop R&B. (You will never ever find her name mentioned on this website by me!!!)
Beyonce has style. (Well she could, if she fired her mother and hired the real deal---what's the deal with those pointy witch half-boot things?)She has grace. (As long as she doesn't walk too fast, that shy-doofy shit shows up way too often for me.) And she has attitude. Three things one needs when trying to measure up to the superstars of days long gone.
The bottom line is this when it comes to Beyonce and I:
Got me looking so crazy right now your touch | Got me hoping you'll page me right now your kiss | Got me hoping you'll save me right now | Looking so crazy in love's | Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love...
Damn, I LOVE that song!!!
