Motorhead- Ace of Spades

i didn’t know what to think when i decided to play this song for the first time. motorhead hadn’t exactly been on my radar. when i pressed play: instant happiness. i don’t remember how long ago that was, but i still feel the same way each time i play it. i’d be shocked to learn lemmy can still talk after singing this way for so long. it sounds like his larynx is about to fly out. gross. anyway, i think this is another great way to start the day.

If you like to gamble, I tell you I’m your man
You win some, lose some, it’s - all - the same to me
The pleasure is to play, it makes no difference what you say
I don’t share your greed, the only card I need is
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades

Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow, it’s all a game to me,
Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you,
Double up or quit, double stakes or split,
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades

You know I’m born to lose, and gambling’s for fools,
But that’s the way I like it baby,
I don’t wanna live forever,
And don’t forget the joker!

Pushing up the ante, I know you’ve got to see me,
Read ‘em and weep, the dead man’s hand again,
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die,
The only thing you see, you know it’s gonna be,
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades

-the skinny miracle

Elzhi- Deep

i posted a slum village song or two a while back, so elzhi has been featured, but they guy is so good! he deserves a little solo shine. he’s one of those guys who makes you ask why he isn’t famous. or perhaps, more honestly, you just wish he were more famous. the guy is a talented writer and he has a versatile and listenable (don’t look that word up, please) flow. i first heard him on ‘detroit deli’ and he has continued to impress me since. if you haven’t heard of him, be sure to check him out. if you have, then i don’t need to say anything, do i? enjoy.

-the skinny miracle

The Strokes- Reptilia

this song is great. it’s a rollicking good time jolly-o. i don’t know why i broke out with the accent. whatever. i don’t need a reason! but, as i was saying, this is good times, rock out, let’s do some heroin tonight type music. i can dig it. enjoy.

He seemed impressed by the way you came in.
“Tell us a story
I know you’re not boring”

I was afraid that you would not insist.
“You sound so sleepy
just take this, now leave me”

I said please don’t slow me down
If I’m going too fast
You’re in a strange part of our town…

Yeah, the night’s not over
You’re not trying hard enough,
Our lives are changing lanes
You ran me off the road,
The wait is over
I’m now taking over,
You’re no longer laughing
I’m not drowning fast enough.

Now every time that I look at myself
“I thought I told you
this world is not for you”

The room is on fire as she’s fixing her hair
“you sound so angry
just calm down, you found me”

I said please don’t slow me down
If I’m going too fast
You’re in a strange part of our town…

Yeah, the night’s not over
You’re not trying hard enough,
Our lives are changing lanes
You ran me off the road,
The wait is over
I’m now taking over,
You’re no longer laughing
I’m not drowning fast enough.

-the skinny miracle

Digable Planets- Nickel Bag of Funk

if you love enunciation, then you’ll love this song. if you like a little jazz in your hip-hop, this should be right up your alley. if you think calling yourself doodlebug is the proper way to kick off a career in music, this song is for you. if none of those fit, hey, just check it out. you might like it anyway. besides, you know you liked ‘rebirth of slick’ when it was out. don’t play. enjoy.

[Ladybug]
The Bloom, the Swoon, the Sugars on your block
The Planets land in flesh in the corners of New York
The ghetto, the meadow, the Mr. Butter flew
The Honeybugs dug and licked the honey dew
The sun, the kiss, the funk for a bliss
The lips with the soul and some jazz for ya hips
The puff, the buzz, the lids be heavy slick
The Mecca get a rush when the beats be very thick
The hands, the feet, the brown baby treat
The femmes fumble loose and drink the doodlejuice
The steps, the flams, the Planets goddamn
The peoples get a grip with a tape from a jam

{all together}
A nickel bag of funk (x8)

[Butterfly]
The big, the fat, the cool cool cats
The psychedelic soul puts the Planets on the map
The chic, the love, the far out name
The lack of the funk’s the main why we came
The boogie gets done, the colors won’t run
The funk hits the square, the kids gotta come
The pizza with the pop, the west 4th stop
The crew after crew that do the grasshop
The true cool is black, the new school is fat
The beats by the ounce, the funk by the pack
The hanging off the butts with the fat sole kicks

{all together}
A nickel bag of funk (x8)

[Doodlebug]
The wide, the hip, dig it it’s the trip
The loops, the scene and the funkifying it
The sounds, the pounds, the stacks, the flair
The baggy baggy jeans, the notty notty hair
The twinkle in the eye, the kids that livin’ fly
The crew from the sky, the stuff that gets you high
The action, the work from the rhyme
We goes the whole nine
The papers won’t rot, the vapors get got
The streets give the buzz the funk up your block
The opium groove, the smacked out soul
The kickin’ it live the fat gotta roll

{all together}
A nickel bag of funk (x8)

A nickel bag, a nickel bag Ladybug’ll hit ya with a nickel bag
A nickel bag, a nickel bag Butterfly’ll hit ya with a nickel bag
A nickel bag, a nickel bag Doodlebug’ll hit ya with his nickel bag
A nickel bag, a nickel bag DPs always hit you with they nickel bag

-the skinny miracle

Sliimy - Magic Game

Perhaps the greatest thing to happen to French electro-pop since…French electro-pro (???), Sliimy (rhymes with Jimmy) has blown up in France and the UK since the release of his debut album Paint Your Face. I didn’t know anything about him until last night when I read an article in an issue of The Advocate that had been sitting on my coffee table for a few months. They made several references to him and Prince (early Prince sound…awesome Prince-like hair…avant garde-ish) which meant I had to check him out.

So far…I’ve liked what I’ve heard but my two favorites as of today are this song and his cover of Womanizer. His CD was released stateside in September so you can pick it up here if you are so interested.

La la la la la la la. Enjoy!

-CaliDre

Sliimy - Magic Game

you said i’m gay, but i’m cool 
maybe anorexic, but look at you 
you should taste my cupcake, it’s for you 
cause mr Sliimy can kill you with some food 
do you like to hurt me, yeah that’s cool 
but when i’m crying, it’s not you 
say thanks to the bottles for the tears cause maybe without drink you would never have tears 
congratulations cause now i have a big inspiration guys 

what kind of Magic Game can i play with you lalalala 
i whisper ‘abracadabra’ 
listening time now 
what kind of Magic Game can i play with you lalalala 

shut up ‘abracadabra’ 
hang up and listen 

they said you’re gay you’re harmful 
i know you’re so rejected but look at you 
you’re the only real smile that lights up this game 
game, play the game and cast a spell 
take a bit of kindness, but not too soon 
add a bit of anger and shake up 
you can mix and let’s see if they move 
maybe with this drink you will just find peace 
congratulations cause now i have a big inspiration guys

Sarah Fimm- Great Wide Open

how’s this for playing with your emotions? so, calidre taught you how to make it rain panties. well, now you’re going to learn how to get someone to cling to you asking, ‘why am i crying?’ here’s the thing, you can’t listen to this while you’re under the influence of an hallucinogen. i understand that’s how some of you get down, but i’m telling you that you want don’t to be trippin’ when the electronic emo-whale-dolphins start moaning in the background. that might be a little too intense for both of you (or all of you, depending on how you roll). but, if you want a little snugglin’ and a little existential hyper-awareness, this is it. trust me. i’m not only a blogger, i’m a love doctor. enjoy.

-the skinny miracle

Prince - Adore

Poor SkinnyMiracle - I left him all by his lonesome this week. So I had to come back strong with THE instant panty dropper! Yes…that’s right…

PAN-TY DROP-PER.

Prince is hands down my all time favorite artist. I’ve never posted anything of his before because I never wanted to choose just one. But you know what? In honor of V-Day and all that jazz, I’ll post the song that I think is the most romantic song of all time. Handle with care though…you are not to use this song in your wooing efforts lightly. This is heavy artillery. So sit back, relax and enjoy.

-CaliDre

Prince - Adore

Until the end of time
I’ll be there 4 U
U own my heart and mind
I truly adore U
If God one day struck me blind
Your Beauty I’ll still see
Love is 2 weak 2 define
Just what U mean 2 me
From the first moment I saw U
I knew U were the 1
That night I had 2 call U
I was rappin’ til the sun came up
Tellin’ U just how fine U look
In a word, U were sex
All of my cool attitude U took
My body was next
U made love 2 me
Like U was afraid
Was U afraid of me?
Was I the first?
Was I your every fantasy?
That’s why
Until the end of time
I’ll be there 4 U
U own my heart and mind
I truly adore U
If God 1 day struck me blind
Your beauty I’ll still see
Love is 2 weak 2 define
Just what U mean 2 me

When we be makin’ love
I only hear the sounds
Heavenly angels cryin’ up above
Tears of joy pourin’ down on us
They know we need each other
They know U are my fix
I know, U know that I ain’t cheatin baby
They know this is serious
This ain’t just for kicks, No
This condition I got is crucial
U could say that I’m a terminal case
U could burn up my clothes
Smash up my ride, well maybe not the ride
But I got 2 have your face
All up in the place
I’d like to think that I’m a man of exquisite taste
A hundred percent Italian silk, imported Egyptian lace
But nothin’ baby, I said nothin’ can compare
2 your lovely face (do U know what I’m sayin’ 2 U?)

I’m just tryin’ 2 say
That until, until the end of time

(ad lib)

I’ll be there 4 u

(ad lib)
Can I talk 2 U?
Tell U what U mean to me
Everytime U wander
I’ll be your eyes so U can see
I wanna show you things
That I never showed no other, I wanna be
More than your mother
More than your brother
I wanna be like no other
If U need me, I’ll never leave
I know, that U know, without U there is no me
There is no me
Without U there is no sea
There is no shore

Love is 2 weak 2 define how much I adore
U
The last words U hear 

“Be with me darlin’ til the end of all time
I’ll give you my heart
I’ll give you my mind
I’ll give you my body 
I’ll give you my time
4 all time I am with U

U are with me?

Lisa Shaw- Tomorrow

i don’t know what it is with me lately, but i’ve wanted to smooth things out a bit. thus i’ve decided to post this song. it probably isn’t the most accurate description, but i’ll call this one sade lite. it’s a relaxing, jazzy little number that goes down easy. real sexy like. look at her being all sassy in that picture. oooo, girl. you better watch yourself! this is a song that my uncle would dance to. in fact, i think most people in my family over 40 would automatically start dancing to this. i’m going to try that out. :)

enjoy.

-the skinny miracle

Thicke- Vegas Conmigo

this was my introduction to robin thicke. this and another song called ‘make a baby.’ i never heard more than those two songs, oh, and ‘when i get you alone,’ so you can imagine my surprise when i heard his more recent material. it seemed he’d not only changed his look, but he changed his sound, among other things. i don’t know enough about the thicke era to compare it to the robin thicke era beyond that. he still makes pretty good music, so who’s complaining? that’s why i picked this song, more than anything. i like it, and i think it’s cool to acknowledge that the guy’s been around a while and has done good work. enjoy.

-the skinny miracle

Eva Cassidy- Early Morning Rain

this a bob dylan cover which appeared on the album ‘imagine.’ it’s a song about home, more than anything. more specifically, it’s a song about not being able to get home. sometimes it’s like that. we all differ in how much we see or families. i haven’t seen mine in about a year. in our terms, that’s almost equivalent to a three- or four-year absence. whenever i speak to someone back home they try to guilt me into visiting. my grandmother, who is a delightfully feisty woman, becomes the most infirm and sad person you’ve ever met when it’s time for her to ask when i’ll be visiting again. it’s amazing. my mother is worse. she rarely asks, but it’s an implied question. she’ll sometimes tell me that someone else asked when i will visit. she’s a clever one. soon, mama. soon. enjoy.

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand
And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand
I’m a long way from home and I miss my loved one so
In the early morning rain with nowhere to go.

Cut on runway number nine, big 707 set to go
I’m stuck here on the ground, where the cold winds blow
The liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
There she goes, my friend, she’s rolling down at last.

Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high
She’s away and westward bound, far above the clouds she’ll fly
Where the morning rain don’t fall and the sun always shines
She’ll be flying over my home in about three hours time.

This old airport’s got me down, it’s no earthly good to me
Because I’m stuck here on the ground, cold and drunks as I might be
You can’t hop a jet plane like you can a freight train
So I’d best be on my way in the early morning rain.

-the skinny miracle