My Jams ’74


My jams 74 photo

This post is a continuation of the “My Jams” series that I post on Thursdays.  If you haven’t already, please check out previous posts for years 1966 through 1973. Also note that “That’s My Jam” is the first post in this series.


“Class, today we’re going to look at magazines and cut out pictures of the things we see around the house and then we will paste them to the poster board.”

I couldn’t wait to get my magazine so I could do just what Mrs. Polk asked us to do.  This was going to be fun!

Once I got my book, I found a picture of some soup, so I cut that out and pasted it.  Then I found a picture of some shampoo, so I cut that out and pasted it.  Then I found a picture of some dog food, so I cut that out and pasted it.  Then I found a picture of some Stayfree Maxi Pads, so I cut that out but Mrs. Polk stopped me before I pasted it.  She said, “Oh no baby you can’t put that on the board.”  I said, “But I see this around the house all the time.” HA!!!!

Yass Baby!  That’s what I was doing in 1974!

What it is y’all?!  Everythang is everythang!  What’s going on?  Nothing to it!  Oh yeah let me tell you, one of our local DJs is heartbroken ‘cause that joker will NOT stop playing “Let’s straighten it out.” Hell, I guess he’s planning to let Lattimore plead his case.  I shole hope it works!

Yessuh, it’s time to get moving on these jams.  My memory is getting much better so we’ve got a lot more to cover! Remember, as with all “My Jams” posts, these are not listed in order and the list is not exhaustive.

On your mark, get set, GO!

My Jams 1974

“You Sure Love to Ball” by Marvin Gaye

Okay, Mr. Gaye was blatant with “Let’s Get it On,” but here he kicks it up a notch and takes the risqué route.  Peep the moaning and groaning at the beginning of this jam.  Does anybody here know what it means to ball?

I can assure you that I do!

“Just Don’t Wanna Be Lonely” by The Main Ingredient

Ok kids, before there was a Cuba Gooding, Jr., there was a Cuba Gooding Sr. and that joker could blow–Do you hear me?  It’s not so much that he was loud and forceful, though I guess he could be, no—he was smooth and kind of silky.

I love this damn song right here!  This is the jam you play when you need to lay your cards on the table!

“Don’t wanna be…don’t wanna be lonely baby, naw, naw, naw!”

“Do it Baby” by The Miracles

Very nice jam but I think we’re missing a Smokey on this one!  That’s okay, it’s still got the smooth groove ‘must haves.’

To me, it seems that every 1970’s porno flick in North America used the melody of this jam to set the mood.

Don’t worry about how I know that 😉

“Be Thankful for What You Got” by William DeVaughn

The kids will remember this one from old reruns of “Martin.” Jerome sang it during the Players Ball:  “Diamond in the back, sunroof top, diggin’ the scene with a gangsta lean WHOOHOO!”

This jam is the epitome of ‘70’s music.

“Have You Seen Her” by The Chi-Lites

If you are heartbroken, all you need is this jam, a park bench, a raggedy trench coat and a 5th  (pronounced “fif”) of liquor in a brown paper bag.  Instant catharsis!

This brother is clearly forlorn.  She’s gone.  But what’s the backstory?  Inquiring minds would like to know.

“Woman to Woman” by BARBARA  Shirley Brown


Ladies, have you ever had to read a heffa about your man?  Well if you need a lesson, Ms. Shirley will definitely show you how.

On the other hand, I subscribe to the school of thought that says don’t check the woman, check yo’ man!  HA!  Now… if she starts tripping then it’s ON!  Mess with me and I’ll take your man for messing with my man!  Now what? Naw, just kidding!


Papa Don’t Take No Mess by James Brown

Aw Sh!t somebody done fk’d up now!  You can’t mess wit’ Papa!  That is a huge No No!

“When we did wrong papa beat the hell outta us!”

Some of you will recognize this song simply because it’s been sampled so much in the world of hip hop.

The rest of us know the REAL!  A gem for brass junkies like me and you! Need I remind you, Papa’s my homeboy!

“Summer Breeze” by The Isley Brothers

The original version of this song by Seals & Croft was lovely but BABY when the Isley Brothers got a hold of this thang they set it on FIRE! Ernie is killing it on guitar!

I usually put this one on repeat and listen to it for hours!

I’d Rather Be Blind , Cripple and Crazy by O.V. Wright

In the words of Woody the Wino, “Now what does that tell you?”

 This damn thang kills me! Baby a quick listen to these lyrics and you will be convinced that Mr. Wright is sick of somebody’s a$$.

O.V. said, “(he’d) rather be blind, crippled and crazy…somewhere pushing up daisies” than to stay in that situation any longer.


That’s what I love about my people; we can find the humor in some of the most excruciating circumstances 🙂

Release Yourself by Graham Central Station

If you like bass guitar then you must check out this jam.  It is hardcore bass funk at its best.  There is plenty of thumping happening here!  You know they say Larry Graham was the first person to thump bass like that! You might say he was the innovator of that style.

Trust, as we move into the decade, I will be talking about plenty of ‘bass thumping’ jams.

Can you say:  “Thunder Thumbs?”  (“Ain’t we funking now…Uh Huh! Uh Huh!)  Sorry, I am getting ahead of myself!

“I’m Weak for You” by Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes

Yes ma’am!  Teddy, Teddy, Yes! Yes!  What’cha want me to do Teddy?  Whatever it is I’ll do it!

Well, Teddy wasn’t really leading on this jam but you can damn shole hear him sanging the hard parts!  OooWee!  I can’t wait until The Teddy Bear goes solo!

Well, y’all it looks like it’s time to pack up and move on.  I enjoyed ya’ll!

But, as always, before I let 1974 go, I must mention:

“Sunshine II” by The O’Jays

“You’re Welcome, Stop by” by Bobby Womack

“Come and Get Your Love” by Redbone

“Wildflower” by New Birth

“Nothing from Nothing” by Billy Preston

“Devotion” by EWF

“Kung Fu Fighting” by Carl Douglas

“Rock the Boat” by The Hues Corporation

“Boogie on Reggae Woman” by Stevie Wonder

“Fire” by The Ohio Players

“Distant Lover” by Marvin Gaye

“Sha La La” by Al Green

“Honey, Please” by Barry White

“Rock Your Baby” by George McCrae

“When Will I See You Again” by The Three Degree

“MFSP” by The Sound of Philadelphia:  “Let’s get it on…It’s time to get down.”

Gamble and Huff y’all, here they come! They riding that soul train baby!


What say you?


Next Thursday:  My Jams ’75
















Brass Junkie!


Updated 4/13/2016 at 8:40am

So you might as well know up front that I am a sucker for wind instruments.  Give me a handful of high flying trumpets and a couple of cool trombones or saxophones and I am good.  Don’t get me wrong, I love my strings, percussion, and woodwinds. But there is something about a tight a$$ brass section that takes me everywhere I want to be.

I think that my love for horns stems from my childhood experiences at football games and parades.

When I was a kid I loved going to parades.  I remember standing along the street watching and listening to all of the participating high school bands. I would become so excited that my little heart would start keeping perfect time with the nearest bass drum.

At any rate, whenever my friends, family and I attended a parade, we would often play ‘Name that Tune.’  In essence, we’d say something like, “Listen y’all!  Laney playin’ “One Nation Under a Groove!” or “That’s Josey playin’ “Shake and Dance with Me!”

Naturally, we never referred to the schools by their proper names:  Lucy Craft Laney and T. W. Josey; respectively.  Frankly there was no need for such formality.  Back then, everybody knew that Laney and Josey were the two major players on the high school band scene.

Time for confession!  To be honest, I was torn about which band to root for because my neighbors, two handsome brothers, played bass and snare drums for Josey and another family friend played trumpet for Laney!

What to do?  What to do?  I guess my allegiance must remain in a perpetual state of limbo.

***Neither here nor there side note:  I went to a completely different high school.  Suffice it to say that our band was a nonfactor–But dammit that’s alright!  Go Musketeers! So there!

Anyway, I apologize for taking you guys the long way ‘round but reminiscing is fun!

Meanwhile…back at the parade:

As I said, it was exciting to watch the bands pass by but BABY all hell broke loose when they stopped!  Chile we went crazy when the band stopped!  Why?  Because when a band stops—It’s show time!  Honey those jokers would cut the fool!  They danced, shouted, blew, drummed, hooted, hollered and preened!!!  Everybody in the crowd LIVED for this!

I can’t count the number of near fatalities that almost occurred when the entire crowd ran from one area of the parade to another one simply because someone shouted, “Laney stopped!”  As I said, everybody knew that when Laney OR Josey stopped, it was ON!

Needless to say, you could hear them boys blowing all the way from Georgia to South Carolina!

And that, my friends, is the origin of my lifelong love of a bad horn section.

Ok, I’ll be the first to admit that all this was probably much more than you wanted to know 😉

And the point of this long story?

Well… a few weeks ago when I was prepping for “My Jams ’72,” I watched a video of Tower of Power as they performed “You’re Still A Young Man.”  Y’all let me tell you, those boys tore that thang up!  Now if you decide to seek out and watch the video, notice that the entire band drops down on one knee when the singer says, “Down on my knees.”  What?  Oh yeah, and after that, the brass section commenced to blow the audience’s hair back!


Baby after I saw that, I knew I had to address the brass!

To that end, I have created a partial list (See below) of groups that boast or boasted a badass brass section or at least a tight brass solo.  Please note, these are in no particular order.

Earth Wind and Fire:  “Get Away” and pretty much any damn thing else they did!

Con Funk Shun: “Shake and Dance With Me,”  “Chase me” and “Fun”

Average White Band: “A Love of Your Own” (Sax solo)

Chicago:  “Beginnings” and “25 or 6 to 4”

The Ohio Players:  “O-H-I-O” and “Who’d She Coo?”

Blood, Sweat and Tears:  Hell you pick one! I’ll just use “Spinning Wheel” as a mighty fine placeholder!

Mass Production: “Firecracker”

Brass Construction: “Moving”

Rose Royce: “I’m Going Down”

SOS:  “Take Your Time”

Cameo -Until 1980: “Shake Your Pants,” “Rigor Mortis,” “Cameosis”

Brick:  “Ain’t Gon’ Hurt Nobody”

Note:  Brick’s trombone is da bomb—Jimmy Brown ain’t no joke; he usually played all of the brass and woodwinds that you hear in Brick songs!  Folks say he’s singer Sleepy Brown’s dad. You ain’t ready for them Jawja (Georgia) boys!

James Brown:  “Make it Funky”

Slave:  “Slide”

The Bar Kays:  “Anticipation” (Sax solo)

KC and the Sunshine Band:  “Get Down Tonight”

Note:  Laugh if you want to but go back and look at them on video; peep that horn section!  Yessuh!

By the way, there is a video of the brass sections from Chicago and EW&F grooving live to “Beginnings.”  It is NOT for the faint of heart!  If you think you’re bad, go check it out!

Okay, y’all, I can’t remember every great brass song or section (Herb Alpert/Tijuana Brass came to mind just then) so I am throwing the ball to you.

Tell me about your favorite brass section.
















Mystery Shout Out Sunday



Today’s shout out goes to someone that regular readers of this blog have already come to ‘know.’  In fact, he is the primary ‘player’ in “Mama and the Balloon Man.”

Now, if you read the post, it should be pretty easy to determine this dude’s identity. For those of you who are still reeling from one too many drinks last night, let me give you two additional hints.  First, he is not mama!  Second, he is not The Balloon man.

LOL!  I can hear you guys asking “What the hell?”

Anyway, as mama used to say, “Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought him back.”

Friends, if you would like to indulge your inquisitive streak, you can learn more about this fellow by hollering at me in comments.

Have a magnificent week!






Ron’s Time Tunnel: The Great Raytakka!


“I AM the GREAT RAYTAKKA!” Declared the woman with the jet-black skin and the long flowing black hair; both of which contrasted vividly with her white dress, in the glaring summer sun. She bolted over the green hill and through the golden meadow; leaving a cloud of fluttering, frightened butterflies and the floating, white umbrellas of the dandelions, in her wake. She leaned forward into the wind, grasping the streaming mane of the great white horse striving beneath her. She spurred the powerful beast forward without benefit of saddle or reins. The occasional “kick” of her moccasin clad feet into his flanks was the only urging the great white stallion needed to streak along at a breakneck speed. The glorious sight of Grandma Nancy and her steed was crowned by the white eagle’s feather that she wore in her cascading, ebony tresses; spurring someone to say once, “There goes Nancy on her horse with that feather arguing with the wind!”  Indeed, that “head feather” of Nancy Brown’s, “argued with the wind” whenever she rode her horse.

As she reached the crest of the next hill she shouted “Whoa Horse!” and pulled back on his mane, causing the great mount to come to a stuttering halt, rear up on his muscular hind legs and jab at the air with his raised front hooves. He then planted all four hooves; spinning around restlessly three or four times before coming to an uneasy halt. He loved to run; stand still, not so much. At the top of the hill, Nancy and the horse were a regal sight. “I AM, the Great Raytakka!” she shouted once more.

No doubt Mrs. Nancy Brown, you are the “GREATEST Raytakka!” with your feather “arguing with the wind!” The obvious question, however, is; “What is a Raytakka?” To be frank with you, neither I nor my kin knows what it is, except that whatever it was; it was first and foremost, “GREAT”. I’ve researched every variation of the word that I could phonetically derive. The closest “real” word that I could find was a French surname spelled, “Rataka”. I realize that my description of Grandma Nancy suggests a Native American or at least, someone influenced by those great People, but genetically, our ancestry is more French than Indian.

The next thing you are most likely wondering is, “Was she a little OFF? You know, Was she NUTS?” I don’t know the answer to that either. She referred to my grandfather; her short, stocky, dark-skinned and only son; who’d worked on the farm and in later years, at the Coca-Cola Bottling Company; her “Rich Black Millionaire”, or as she pronounced it, “Millonare”. He was Black but he wasn’t a millionaire! So was she delusional? I don’t know but I do know that she was “GREAT” and she was “THE RAYTAKKA” and her feather “argued with the wind”!

What about your feather, does it “argue with the wind” or does it just lie flaccidly? Nancy’s feather “argued with the wind”. There are those of us whose feathers are, “in the wind,” but that’s not the same thing. A feather “in the wind” goes where the wind goes. It is tossed to-and-fro, and hither-and-tither, but Nancy’s feather had somewhere to go! It had a destination and was determined to get there even if it had to go against the wind, or “argue with the wind.”  What about your feather? Is it a “feather in the wind” or does it, “argue with the wind” like the one belonging to the “GREAT RAYTAKKA?”



My Jams ’73

1973 my jams pic
Diva of Soul editing My Jams ’73

This post is a continuation of the “My Jams” series.  If you haven’t already, please check out previous posts for years 1966 through 1972. Please note that “That’s My Jam” is the first post in this series.

We’re riding home from the hospital.  I’m glad that mama is back with us.  I missed her when she was gone.  Lord bless daddy because he tried to put all of my hair into afro-puffs; it was not a good look.

By the way, some doctors took a baby out of mama’s tummy.  That’s why she was at the hospital.   Right now she is holding the baby tight over her shoulder.  I can’t take my eyes off him.  He has slick black hair and is wearing a light blue outfit.  I wonder how long mama and daddy plan to keep him?

What’s happening babies? It’s 1973!

Let me tell you, some strange things ‘happened’ this year! You already know that mama and daddy brought a baby boy home.  But did you also know that we had a blizzard down South?  Yeah chile, you heard me, we got goo gobs of snow.

Daddy and Uncle Rabbit made a ‘real’ snowman!  I was so thrilled because I had never seen one outside of television.

Enough about my folks, how are you guys faring in this fine year?  What’cha know good?  That’s what my Godfather used to ask me.  He’d ask, “What’cha know good Gwin?” Frankly, I had no idea what he was asking me so I usually answered with any number of random responses.

Moving on!  Now, if everybody is of sound mind and heart, let’s go ‘head with the matter at hand.

My Jams ‘73

“Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye

As soon as folks heard that unique guitar slide opening and the lyrics, “I’ve been really trying baby…” every eye closed, everybody’s fingers snapped and ALL bodies started rocking.  Yassss!!!!

This song, my friends, is the quintessential request to make love!  I s’pect a whole lot of folks got in trouble with this jam.

Attention ladies! Player alert lyrics: “Giving yourself to me could never be wrong, if the love is true.”

I say, if you gon’ play me, play me good!

“Show and Tell” by Al Wilson

Play this song at any old school soul party and see if folks don’t start hollering!  I dare you!  If you do take this dare, watch as men start looking for a lady to hold close and work up on some…

Attention ladies! Player alert lyrics: “Show me and tell me that you feel the same way too.”

Ladies, I wonder how he wants you to show him?

I’ll betcha a fat man that somebody will be showing something by the end of that party.

“Will it go Round in Circles” by Billy Preston

This jam was fun!  I was that kid who always listened closely to the lyrics of a song.  I was so tickled by the fact that Billy seemed to be singing about nonsense, “I got a dance that ain’t got no steps…”

I loved it!  But I still don’t know what it means though.

“Pillow Talk” by Sylvia

…Or how to seduce a man on a track 101.

I remember seeing Sylvia purr this song on Soul Train.  Baby she was 80 years old if she was a day (just kidding she was probably in her late 30s or early 40s).

Regardless of age, her looks, vocal style and mannerisms were very sexy.

I don’t think she had any trouble getting what she wanted.

“Aye…aye…aye…aye, aye, aye, aye”

“Never Gonna Give You Up” by Barry White

Now this song is something serious right here!  Barry (The Maestro) was a true musician down to the bone!

Friends, you just wait until we get to the end of this post ‘cause I got something for ya!

What got me about Barry was that he used every instrument at his disposal to get his point across and then he added a sexy baritone on top! “…make love to you right now that’s all I want to do…”

What the hell?  We still ain’t ready for Barry to this day!

“That Lady” by The Isley Brothers

Hot Damn! Here them boys come!  It’s time to do some math y’all!

What is 3+3?

The answer:

Rudolph, Ronald, O’Kelly plus Ernie, Marvin and Chris, or in other words, the 3 older Isley brothers plus 3 younger family members (2 brothers and a brother in law).  Now if you like numbers, the answer is 6.

Okay, let’s talk about that freaking screaming guitar that Ernie is laying down on this jam.  Who does it remind you of?  If you said Jimi Hendrix then you are correct!  It seems that Jimi used to play guitar for the older brothers.  In fact, he lived with them for a short time.  Clearly Ernie was heavily influenced by Mr. Hendrix.  You can read more about that here.

Which brings me to another point!  Jimi Hendrix was a brother! So please stop attributing screaming guitars exclusively to White rock and rollers!  That said; Jimi was not the first brother to slay on a guitar.   Do I need to mention Mississippi blues guitarist Robert Johnson?  Hell he influenced just about anybody who picked up a guitar since he died; whether they know it or not.

Y’all I could go on talking about past and present black guitarists-just not today 🙂

My dear White friends please do not be offended.  While I truly adore George Harrison and Eric Clapton, right now I just need to give my people some shine!

End of diatribe!

“Cisco Kid” by War

Talk about multicultural/ multiethnic!  That’s War!  I loved watching all of those brothers, of various colors and ethnicities, jamming!

Side note, this song reminds me of my cousin Angelo.  He used to sing it to death!

“Misdemeanor” by Foster Sylvers

If you don’t know this bass-line then I say, “Off with your head!”

This little number was sampled about 10,000 times  (exaggeration) in the world of Hip Hop.  The D.O.C. out of Cali comes to mind.

I just love the sweet way that Foster and his sisters sing this jam.  It will always be one of my favorites.

Go ‘head on Leon Sylvers- songwriter, composer, bassist, and producer.  Y’all go check out ANY of his productions with SOLAR records so you can understand the hype! Best believe we will be talking about SOLAR later.

“I’ll Always Love My Mama” by The Intruders

“You only get one, you only get one…yeah.”  ‘Nuff said!

“Natural High” by Bloodstone

This one is for all of the lovers out there!  Just get in your car and put this jam on blast.   Trust me, anything that was wrong when you left will surely be alright when you get back.

Dig the instrumental mini- interludes in this jam!  Yass!!!

“I Believe in You” by Johnnie Taylor

Uncle Johnnie is leveling with Auntie!  Here he’s talking about their mutual belief in one another despite the actions of the ‘street committee.’

“Anytime you stand up against your own mother that makes me know that I can believe in you…” HA!

Alright!  Let’s move things along.

Before we fly away from 1973, let me mention:

“The Love I Lost” by Harold Melvin and The Bluenotes

“Rockin’ Roll Baby” by The Stylistics

“Come Get to This” by Marvin Gaye

“I’ve Got So Much To Give” by Barry White

“Hey You Get Off My Mountain” by The Dramatics

“Come Go With Me” by The Staple Singers

“So Very Hard To Go” by Tower of Power

“There’s No Me Without You” by The Manhattans

“Leaving Me” by The Independents:  “I’m sick baby!”

“Keep Your Head To The Sky” by Earth Wind and Fire

“I Wanna Know Your Name” by The Intruders

 One more thing, I promised to offer a gift.  Today, my gift to you is Maestro Barry White as conductor for The Love Unlimited Orchestra.  The jam is “Love’s Theme” and it is his baby!



Family, take note!  This brother is conducting a full Orchestra!  Where do you see this now?  Where?  Huh?  Where?  I’m sorry….I just CAN’T.

Y’all let’s demand that decision makers put music lessons back in our schools so that our children can learn to play instruments and compose ‘real’ music.

Stepping down from my soapbox!

So long 1973!



Next Thursday:  My Jams ‘74
















The Kindergarten Debacle



When I was five I couldn’t wait to start school.  I wanted to read schoolbooks, eat school lunch, play during recess and do everything else that I had so often heard older kids talk about doing.  But alas, I was too young for all of that right?


One idle weekday in the 1970’s, my mom and I were partaking in an unconventional, yet hearty, breakfast of Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup and grilled cheese sandwiches.  Friends, this was one of my most favorite meals because mama used real cheese with the red stuff around it.  After one bite, that cheese stretched for miles.  It was delicious!  Oooohweeeee!  If memory serves, she called it hoop cheese.

Did I just digress?  I beg your pardon.  Just stay with me 😉

Anyway, while we were eating, my mom’s friend came over for a visit.  After a quick exchange of pleasantries, mama’s friend looked at me with a puzzled stare and asked, “Why is Gwin out of school?”  Mom replied, “She ain’t started school yet.”  Mama’s friend tilted her head slightly and asked, “How old is she?” Both mama and I replied, in tandem, “five.”

Uh oh!

Mama’s friend went on to inform us that I should have already started Kindergarten.  Yikes!

You see, what had happened was…

My parents had never really heard of Kindergarten.  When they were growing up, there was no such thing.  During those days, kids started school in first grade.

And so, mama called the local Board of Education and they confirmed that I should have started Kindergarten about two weeks earlier.  The ‘Board’ also told her the name of the school that I was to report to.  She was advised to take me there –pronto– and to bring along a litany of important documents.

So off we went!  My first day of school ever and I was two weeks late!

After we arrived, mama said, “Alright, I’m gonna take you to your class so you can meet your new teacher.”  I said, “Ok.”  Just as we approached my new class, mama gave me a kiss.  About that time, my new teacher, Mrs. Polk, walked up to greet us.  She formally introduced herself and assured both mama and me that I would be just fine.  She then took my hand to escort me into my new class.  After one or two steps, I turned around and said to mama, without so much as a whimper, “You forgot my lunch money!”

Uh hmm 😉 WHATEVER, I couldn’t wait to try some of that school lunch the kids talked about 🙂

My dear hearts let me assure you, in the end, everything went smooth.  Fortunately for me, mama and daddy had already taught me all the ABCs and 123s.  In fact, after being tested, I was immediately assigned to the highest group!

Not bad for a kid who was epically late for her first day of Kindergarten!







The Music and Words Award



Wow! Thanks to T. Wayne at A Joyful Process Blog for nominating me for the Music and Words Award!

When it comes to music knowledge, that brother is the truth! When you get a chance, check him out!  Thanks again T. Wayne!

Now comes the fun part:

The Rules

  • Link back to the person who nominated you. (Check!)
  • Answer these questions with words AND music.
  • Pass the award to 5 bloggers who inspire you with posts about music.
  • Tag your post with #MWA, for Music & Words Award so we can all follow you down the line.
  • Quote these five steps and the award icon in your post. You can display the icon on your sidebar as well.


A word of caution:  The videos below are shared links from Youtube/vevo.  I don’t own any of them.  That said, I would advise you to “Skip Ad,” or close and ignore irritating pop-ups accordingly.  Also remember that most of these songs are quite old so the video quality is pretty low-but I think you’ll get the point.

… let’s move on to the question/answer session:


If you are a regular reader of my blog, then you know that music, to me, is magic.  Ever since I can remember, I have used it as a means of transformation in my life.  Music, literally takes me from my worst self to my best self almost instantaneously.

Please believe that “I Love Music” by The O’Jays will clarify any misconceptions regarding my feelings about this art-form:


I have several memories related to music, but the first memory that I can recall is of me standing in front of an old reel to reel player listening and swaying to “What’cha see is What’cha get” by the Dramatics.  I shared that memory in greater detail in a previous post.


When I was younger, there was no such thing as an allowance.  You either, plead or prayed for a bit of change.  Every now and then, my parents would give me a dollar or two.  Sadly, that amount of money was not sufficient for album buying. But with that said, I could afford to purchase a 45.

***Side note for the young’uns who are familiar with albums but not 45s:  A 45 is a miniature album with one song on the front and one song on the back 🙂

So, the first 45 that I bought was “Affection” by Tamara (pronounced Ta-MAH-ra) and The Seen.  I wore the freaking grooves out!


Because I have a fondness for “oldies but goodies,” the last song that I purchased was “Heaven Must Be Like This” by The Ohio Players.  I can’t describe this one!  It is so beautiful and so masterfully composed!  I JUST CAN’T!


“Brown-eyed Girl” by The Isley Brothers.  I am CONVINCED that they are singing about me 😉

Let me stress, it is not a cover of Van Morrison’s song.  Not that that’s a bad thing, it’s just a different thing!



These bloggers have inspired me with their music based posts:

Geo Gee


Brother Askari

Hit rewind ‘80’s

Curlynch at Track Shack 


Thanks again, T. Wayne!




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Happy Sunday Friends!

Just a quick note to say thank you so much for supporting seekthebestblog!

Please feel free to go back into the archives and read earlier posts.  No doubt today is an excellent day to catch up on Ron’s Time Tunnel’s “The Sermon” series as well as the “My Jams” series.  Please note that the post “That’s My Jam” is the first post in that series.  In addition, I would like to encourage you to read “Me and My Sky.”

Again, a thousand thanks!

Much love and light to you!

-Gwin and Ron

Ron’s Time Tunnel: The Sermon- Conclusion



This post completes the three part series of Ron’s Time Tunnel:  The Sermon.  If you haven’t already, please go and check out “The Sermon” and “The Sermon Part II”

I know the devoted followers of this blog and—in particular—this story are probably saying, “Finally!” I’m eternally thankful for your patience during this little jaunt off the beaten path and onto the “wide road”.

Go ahead Reverend A. Jordan Smith!

“HA!” whooped Reverend Smith. “I’m ‘bout to close now, but there’s just one more traveler on this pathwaaaay… to perdition; this streeeet… to suffering; this avenuuuue… to affliction; this boulevaaaarrd…to the Beelzebub; this highwaaaay…to hell!” he asserted asthmatically, as he exhaled the last of the lengthy litany.

“It takes a wide road…for a thief! ‘Cause when he steals something on this side of the road, he got to ruuuun to the other side of the road to keep from getting caught and ending up in the calaboose!” And that, my friends, is why the narrow road is sparsely traveled! ‘cause most peoples fits into one of them categories I aforementioned stated! ‘Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it. But wiiiiiide is the gate, and broad is the way that leadeth to destruction and many! I said MANY there be which go in there-at.  Evenin’ folks!”

And with that, the Right Reverend A. Jordan Smith shut his Bible and his mouth and sat down. The applause was deafening.

That Sunday saw more converts than any before or since. It is said that fully two dozen men, women, and children received the “right hand of fellowship” that night but that number is deceiving because, it is also rumored that several, previously “faithful” church members, left and never came back again. The rumors further assert that two drunks and a wino swore off of booze forever; one case of gout was completely healed; three elderly sisters were carried from the church by several strong men; and one man, previously labeled a “jackleg,” asserted himself as a true, “Man of the Gawd”.

Another, so-called “jackleg”, didn’t fare as well. As he stood in front of his congregation, speaking on the evils of “strong drink”, he sought to emphasize his point with a demonstration. Taking a glass and a tin can from beneath the lectern, he next reached into his back pocket and produced a pint sized bottle of moonshine from its customary location there. Next, he poured the “shine” into the glass. He then extracted an earthworm from the can and with a dramatic flair, dropped the worm into the glass of “shine.” Almost immediately, the worm shriveled and died. “This,” he explained, “is what liquor does to your insides!” he pronounced, taking great pride in the impact that he felt his “experiment” was sure to have on the congregation. Right away, a man stood up and inquired loudly of the preacher, “Preacher! Can you tell me whereabouts you got that ‘shine’? I been feeling a might WORMY myself lately!” he laughingly queried, as he rubbed his beer-bloated belly demonstratively.