there are certain criteria that i keep in the back of my mind on how i chose friends…
among the many things right after tv, music is the most paramount.
but i am an easy person to please because i like a lot of different types of music. really i do… i dont fucks with country but who can blame me?
i can hang with indie hipsters, pop queens, jazz aficionados, hip-hop lovers all those people and i can jam for a while. but there is a special place in my heart that i am holding sacred for that person who i meet who can appreciate some r&b.
it is not easy to find someone who can admit to enjoying an evening of toni braxton, tevin campbell and jodeci. it is especially hard for people of my age. not to toot my own horn but *toot*. i come from a specific breed. i was a six year old who hung out with her 14 year old sister and sang monica jams like i was crushing hard on tommy down the block. i was six for god’s sake and i still remember these lyrics.
i tried to fight it for years. i acted like i was to good for that nonsense. i got into incubus and linkin park (and while i am still huge fans, i parted with the roots of my love of music for a while).
these days, i won’t change the station for anyone if they grace me with a little SWV on a sunny day. you cant pass shit like that up. that is a kiss from the angels. one must appreciate.
so here i am waiting for my musical soulmate… one of these days i know i will fall upon someone on the subway jamming to the hits of the early 90s, and we will lock eyes and know that we just someone to “just kick it” with.