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309: “Here To Stay” by Rebirth Brass Band

Rebirth Your AssIt is scientific fact that if you smile you create brain activity that improves your mood. Even Pat Robertson believes smile science.

And I am here to tell you that if you squish as much of your face as possible to one side, that you will make either yourself or someone near you L. Perhaps even OL.

Rebirth Brass Band has been scientifically proven* to induce brain activity that directly affects posterior displacement, that is, booty moving.

I do not create it. It just is. And I notice it. For you.

Enjoy.

Song: Here To Stay
Artist: Rebirth Brass Band
Album: 25th Anniversary
Label: Rebirth Brass Band
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*Footnote readers are know it all’s.

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287: “Mr. Clean” by Roy Hargrove

Roy Blowing.If I was an alien who was busy a-buildin’ races, I’d be jazzed if a race I created wound up getting all technological and started recording and documenting themselves, their world, and their experiences and putting them all on one giant Interweb that I could tap into and bask in the glow of.

It would be pretty cool, as a race-building alien, to do that. Because the longer this race can go without killing themselves… the more they can document, the more they can explore, and the more all of us in the universe can understand about how awesome butter is.

Roy Hargrove invented butter, before writing a novel in Klingon, and then moving on to a career in jazz horn.

Here is a cover of Freddie Hubbard’s “Mr. Clean” by Roy Hargrove, from Earfood (2008).

You are alive.

The continuation of the human reality show is a tightrope balance between wonder and war.

So. Please err on the side of wonder, and enjoy.

Song: Mr. Clean
Artist: Roy Hargrove
Album: Earfood
Label: Emarcy
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278: “Mrs. Officer” by Lil’ Wayne

Hello, officer, I was just on my way to pick up my suit!You get nailed doing 117 mph in a 35. You pull over quickly. After all, it’s the polite thing to do. A cop is just another cat trying to make a life worth living.

But get this, playa: The cop is a lady. And she is hot. Smoking. Whatcha gone do now?

To set the scene… You’re watching her in your side view mirror. She strolls up with caution, hand conspicuously resting on her pistol as she approaches (you’re dangerous!). But you notice that her booty got that perfectly balanced swing, like a cat walking on a fence. And you also see that those fingers on the pistol are relaxed… Queue the music!!

Lil Wayne is the artiste. “Mrs. Officer” is the love song for the hot cop. Lil Wayne also runs a flower shop and hydrocarbon repurposing facility in New Orleans. He raps simply to progress the art form and to bolster the spiritual treasures awaiting him in heaven.

For legal clarity, I do not endorse the practice of making moves on lady cops… while they’re in uniform. After they take it off, treat them like every other law breaker you know.

Enjoy the song. Enjoy your freedom. And love the police.

Song: Mrs. Officer
Artist: Lil Wayne
Album: Tha Carter III
Label: Cash Money
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234: “Swing” by Savage

Talk to the forearm.Guilty pleasure: Samoan rap by Savage.

Enjoy.

Song: Swing
Artist: Savage
Album: Savage Island
Label: Universal
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218: “Wait Until Tomorrow” by Jimi Hendrix, John Mayer

Hm, I have some things to think about.Here’s a great tune about homicidal over-parenting.

Below you’ll find the original by Jimi Hendrix, and a live cover by John Mayer.

Marinate on all that.

And enjoy.

Song: Wait Until Tomorrow
Artist: Jimi Hendrix
Album: Axis: Bold as Love
Label: Legacy Recordings
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Song: Wait Until Tomorrow
Artist: John Mayer Trio
Album: Live
Label: Columbia
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161: “The Creator” by Santigold

She doesn't even have to lean on anything. She can do this in mid-air.New sounds.  Creating new sounds can be hard.  To some, it comes easy.

Santigold‘s stage name was formerly “Santogold,” but that was totally stupid so she changed it.

Anyway, this lady is definitely a creator.  The intro to this song is mesmerizing from the first time you hear it.  Maybe in the future it will sound passé but only because Santigold did it way back in 2008.

And now, a poem, by W.B. Yeats, from The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. © Macmillan. Reprinted without permission, but with hopefulness.

A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

Enjoy.

Song: The Creator
Artist: Santigold
Album: Santogold
Label: Downtown Recordings
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150: “Baby Goats” by Will Bernard

Put in a nickel. Buy me a new hat, bitches.Baby goats. Not fainting goats.  Not men who stare at goats.

The name of an instrumental song can make all the difference in the world.  In this case, I am not feeling a connection between the cloven-hoofed beasts and this jazzy number by Will Bernard and a helluva backup band (John Medeski, Stanton Moore, Andy Hess).

Perhaps the song is a pre-emptive strike against industrial goat-farming before it spreads.  In which case, you should enjoy, but only with an aching sense of guilt.

Song: Baby Goats
Artist: Will Bernard
Album: Blue Plate Special
Label: Palmetto
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