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~ Wednesday, August 11 ~
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DeVotchKa - How It Ends

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I am recently obsessed with DeVotchKa after hearing them in passing a while ago (and not investigating) and then hearing them again this week. Apparently they were the musical geniuses behind one of my favorite movies - Little Miss Sunshine!

DeVotchKa hails from the states but has been termed everything from Gypsy Punk to Indie Rock. I don’t really care what they are all I know is I plan on running out and buying everything they’ve touched PRONTO. And from all of the reviews on their individual CDs everything they touch is golden. I am so obsessed with lead singers Nick Urata’s haunting voice. Check out their awesome video for this song here.

PS - Did I mention that their original gig was touring with Dita Von Teese? How awesome is that? Enjoy!

-CaliDre


~ Thursday, July 29 ~
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Jackie Wilson - (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher

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Jackie Wilson - (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher

Whuddup DailyCrack? I know its been a while but after a whole lot of craziness (burnout, illness, work, artistic differences, and a broken toe) I’m back. Oh how I have missed you all and what better song to come back to you all with then Jackie Wilson? I’m sorry that I left you and I promise not to ever do it so abruptly again. So let’s just keep lifting each other up aiight? Here’s to a pleasent start to your day!

-CaliDre

PS - Looks like a lot has changed since I was gone. Still not sure how I feel about it but I’m sticking to what I know for now. I’d love to hear your thoughts on old v. new DC tho? Tell me - what do you think?


~ Tuesday, July 20 ~
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Little Dragon- Forever

yeah, it’s little dragon again. but since you can’t fight, there’s nothing you can do about it. tadow.


~ Sunday, February 21 ~
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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


~ Thursday, February 18 ~
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Prince - Adore

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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?


~ Tuesday, February 16 ~
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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


~ Monday, February 15 ~
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Robin Thicke- Vengas 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


~ Saturday, February 13 ~
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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


~ Wednesday, February 10 ~
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Stacy Epps- Floatin’

i’m listening to this song, wiggling around ridiculously. i was enjoying myself. i was groovin’. yeah, i said it! groovin’! ungh! knowwhati’msayin’?? then, guess what. she started rapping! i was like, “ohhhhhhhhhhh snap!” it’s a two-for-one! i always like it when i get a deal. as usual, i hope you like this. it’s funny because i planned to write about a completely different song. i changed course after i heard this. maybe i’ll post the other song later. we shall see. but, press play and enjoy yourselves. and if you feel the need, break out your finest early 90s-smooth-ol’ skool-laid back-chillaxin’ dance. it might have a little dust on it, but whatever. float on.

-the skinny miracle


~ Thursday, January 28 ~
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A Tribe Called Quest- Vibes and Stuff

it’s atcq. what more can you say? ha. i can’t let myself get away with that. i know these guys by reputation more than anything else. i’ve never listened to an entire tribe album, nor have i heard more than ten of their songs. i like this one, though. i heard it while riding with a friend of mine. i remember thinking, ‘if this is what i’ve been missing, i need to get on my job.’ i still haven’t gotten on my job, but this song stuck with me. so, here it is. that’s all i’ve got for this one. enjoy.

-the skinny miracle