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* and me on back the fuck up, "We need power! We need power!" Love this song.
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Audio: Show us five CDs or albums that changed your life.
Submitted by redhotmomma.
1. "They say you're the way. The Light. The light is so blinding. Tell me why, your follower condemn. Your word enslaved those before me. My sweet Jesus, I heard that you could save me." from "The Way"
I got my hands on this album my junior year in college, when I was coming into my own sexually and trying to reconcile that with the religiosity that I grew up with. The whole first half of the album, including Leviticus: Faggot, just spoke to me and told me I wasn't the only who had traveled that path I was about to set out on.
2. Of course, this one nudged me closer to faggotry, especially since it was accompanied by videos such as "Express Yourself" and "Cherish." I didn't want to get down with black Jesus ("Blasphemy!" Daddy called it), but the Metropolis factory workers and Pepperdine mermen were definite options.
I was around fourteen, when this album came out. So puberty had just hit me full force and I was having issue with Mama (surprise!). She was the house disciplinarian and "Oh Father" became my personal hymn with a few lyric changes. "Oh Mother, you never live that way. You never wanted to hurt me. Why am I running away? Oh Mother . . ." Thankfully that one was followed by "Keep it Together" so I didn't abandon my family entirely.
3. I don't know if they changed my life, but they both were in heavy rotation, when I made the decision that I was going to stay in DC for the summer instead of going back home. Basement Jaxx "Red Alert" was like a preemptive warning call in regards to the shenanigans I'd find myself in. But Cher's "Believe" kept my inner Pollyanna plucking along in the face of all the hardships.
4. For the life of me, I can't remember how Etta James came into my world, but it was right before I was off for my freshmen year of college. Maybe I was looking for the latest Janet Jackson remix CD and the poser in me decided to pick this one up. So folks thumbing through my music collection would be impressed with me. Turns out I was impressed by Etta James and became a big fan. Listening to her, opened me to up listening to all "that old music" that parents used to listen before they joined the church. Artist like Aretha Franklin, Al Green, Curtis Mayfield, Mitty Collier, and The Staple Singer.
5. I was into my CeCe Peniston, Robin S, RuPaul, C&C Music Factory and Crystal Waters when this one came out. Rap? Wasn't having it. And then I listened to the Notorious B.I.G. on five hour road trip-- about three time over. He had familiar braggadocio that usually turned me off to rap, but there was also a vulnerability ("Everyday Struggle" and "Suicidal Thoughts") and he was a hell of a storyteller ("Warning" and "Me and My Bitch"). Plus a boy that's a "heartthrob, never, black andugly as ever" is imbued with a little swagger when he hears songs like "One More Chance" and "Big Poppa." It's all good, baby-baby!
I got my hands on this album my junior year in college, when I was coming into my own sexually and trying to reconcile that with the religiosity that I grew up with. The whole first half of the album, including Leviticus: Faggot, just spoke to me and told me I wasn't the only who had traveled that path I was about to set out on.
2. Of course, this one nudged me closer to faggotry, especially since it was accompanied by videos such as "Express Yourself" and "Cherish." I didn't want to get down with black Jesus ("Blasphemy!" Daddy called it), but the Metropolis factory workers and Pepperdine mermen were definite options.
I was around fourteen, when this album came out. So puberty had just hit me full force and I was having issue with Mama (surprise!). She was the house disciplinarian and "Oh Father" became my personal hymn with a few lyric changes. "Oh Mother, you never live that way. You never wanted to hurt me. Why am I running away? Oh Mother . . ." Thankfully that one was followed by "Keep it Together" so I didn't abandon my family entirely.
3. I don't know if they changed my life, but they both were in heavy rotation, when I made the decision that I was going to stay in DC for the summer instead of going back home. Basement Jaxx "Red Alert" was like a preemptive warning call in regards to the shenanigans I'd find myself in. But Cher's "Believe" kept my inner Pollyanna plucking along in the face of all the hardships.
4. For the life of me, I can't remember how Etta James came into my world, but it was right before I was off for my freshmen year of college. Maybe I was looking for the latest Janet Jackson remix CD and the poser in me decided to pick this one up. So folks thumbing through my music collection would be impressed with me. Turns out I was impressed by Etta James and became a big fan. Listening to her, opened me to up listening to all "that old music" that parents used to listen before they joined the church. Artist like Aretha Franklin, Al Green, Curtis Mayfield, Mitty Collier, and The Staple Singer.
5. I was into my CeCe Peniston, Robin S, RuPaul, C&C Music Factory and Crystal Waters when this one came out. Rap? Wasn't having it. And then I listened to the Notorious B.I.G. on five hour road trip-- about three time over. He had familiar braggadocio that usually turned me off to rap, but there was also a vulnerability ("Everyday Struggle" and "Suicidal Thoughts") and he was a hell of a storyteller ("Warning" and "Me and My Bitch"). Plus a boy that's a "heartthrob, never, black and
