The other day at work I was having a conversation with my coworkers about 90’s hip-hop. Names like Mobb Deep, M.O.P, Wu-Tang Clan, Nas, Biggie, Fugees, Big L, Outkast, Busta Rhymes, A Tribe Called Quest, the Pharcyde, and a dozen more got dropped. We reminisced how we couldn’t go about our business without having our disk-man and a small cd carrying case with our carefully selected assortment of mix-tapes and albums. In those days we lived for music. We laughed about how we could be in the best mood in the world, but if the right track came on, like Pete Roc and Clay Smooth “T.R.O.Y” or Mobb Deep “Shook Ones Pt. 2”, it could have a transformative effect on your mood. Your walk would become a little harder, your face slightly more stoic, and you quietly thought to yourself that you were the baddest man on planet earth and you wish someone would try to bring the ruckus!
Off course music no longer has the same effect on me as it did back then, because naturally I’m older, and have much better understanding of consequences then I did when I was a snot-nosed teen. But every once in a blue moon, I will come across a track, like Childish Gambino’s “Sweatpants” that will cause my shoulder to sway with a little more determination. That will make me put on that “you better not fuck with me” face.” And for like a minute or two I will allow myself to flirt with the idea that I am as indestructible as I was when I was 18 years old and ready to take on the world. That is until my hardcore walk causes my left knee to hurt, and my back stiffens, and my shoulder swaying is reaggravating an old rotator cup injury, and then I remember that I’m too old for all that tough guy shit. But it’s ok, because near the end of “Sweatpants”, the hard edge transitions over into some smooth, sexy funk, and I realize that there is nothing wrong with just grooving to the track like any normal ex-youngster that just wants to find a graceful way to enter middle age.
This morning I’m taking my 32 mile trek to work in crappy Chicago winter weather, feeling tense as I pass the scene of one car accident after another, when a song that I had never heard before came through my car speakers. It sounded so smooth and silky, and it harked back to the R&B of the early to mid 60’s. All the tension that I was feeling melted away, and I found myself cruising along the article wasteland as if it was a breezy summer day by the lake. Music simply makes life better.
It’s been a while since I’ve heard a love song that felt as powerful as Father John Misty’s “When You Are Smiling and Astride Me”. It’s everything a love song should be, passionate, sensual, awkward, and real. Happy Valentine’s Day you crazy kids.
P.S.: If your interested in the lyrics ai will post them below so you cansingg this little jam to your S.O.
There’s no need to fear me
Darling, I love you as you are when you’re alone
I’ll never try to change you
As if I could, and if I were to, what’s the part that I’d miss most?
When you’re smiling and astride me
I can hardly believe I’ve found you and I’m terrified by that
I’ve got nothing to hide from you
Kissing my brother in my dreams or finding God knows in my dreams
You see me as I am, it’s true
Aimless, fake drifter, and the horny manchild models for to boot
That’s how you live free
Truly see and be seen
Today I managed to get my wife mad at me at 5:30am, had a rough day at work where I couldn’t focus on the task at hand, managed to get my car stuck in the snow, tried my best and failed at calming my crying baby boy who was not feeling well, while my two dogs that come in at a combined weight of 160lbs hounded me for attention, all while struggling to keep my anxiety at bay. All in all today was not one of my better days. Thankfully music still goes a long way at soothing this anxious beast.
Tonight’s Music to Get Lost In presents: Peter and Kerry “The Shadow”.
Hope you enjoy this track as much as I do.
How’s it going kids? It’s been a while. Sorry that papa bear hasn’t been around for these past few months. You see, my son, Sebastian Thomas Gonzalez, was born on May 1st, and as you can imagine my wife and I have been a tad bit preoccupied as of late. Especially since we are first-time parents and all. That’s why I felt it necessary to take a break from the blog so I could prepare and then get acclimated to this whole new fatherhood thing. But you know what? And keep this between us, but to my plesant suprise, being a parent is waaaaaaay better than what I expected. I even would dare to say that it’s been rather fun at times. However it hasn’t all been easy. But I’ll get into all that when I write my first official post in the coming week or so.
In the meantime, I just wanted to leave all you lovely people a little playlist of some of the music I’ve been playing to my kid while Sebi and I are spending some quality time together. Catcha’ all soon my peeps.