Wow, what a time period!! As I am in a “winter of personal decluttering” and purging paper, vinyl and other “stuff” not essential for the duration, ahead of spring, I find that Father Time is people-paralleling me.
Every time I look up a long favorite recording artist these days, I “Google” them and see news of their recent death! OMGosh! WTF? It began with Irene Cara this past December. I look in my mirror after a hot shower, feeling strongly renewed and yet the treadmill churns towards all of our eventual oblivion, which is mortality I feel for the first times in my history. Yet, my secret, which The Creator advises me not to write about here, keeps me younger than the chronological.
Writing all of this to shake my head that when I decided to rehab my cherished 12″ single of “Can’t Fake The Feeling” by Geraldine Hunt’s jacket and decided to see what she is up to these days, I learned that she too is a recent Reaper musical loss. https://www.soultracks.com/story-geraldine-hunt-dies
“Can’t Fake The Feeling” is one of my Hall of Fame party music classics from the 1980s where I cut many eye teeth using it as a floor filler on gig nights. She followed it up with “Heart Heart”, a slightly less bumping similar track that was definitely not wack.
Both were culled from the 1980 Prism Records album, “No Way” [PLP 1006]; Prism was basically a metro New York City presence, but the promo reps were super cool to DJs like me back then and I give them major props! Geraldine was streetwise attitude with class like all my similar sistahs from other mistahs of that ilk, and that is one reason I miss and love her.
“…Latin music is so positive, festive and optimistic. Its is made of what the USA and, indeed the world needs more of these days…”
I grew up with radio in New York City; I went to school (the right way) integrated with European Caucasians, Puerto Ricans, Dominicans (unknown to me when I was little) and other black American descendants of American slaves – there was no such thing as an “African-American” back then, by the way; they had not been allowed to assault into our shores – we had a good mix in the 1960s and 1970s!
Now that I am decluttering and finding past memories of my DJ life, I’ve discovered and am -among others – reliving the musical magic of the Bronx!
The title of this song means – according to your dialect – “That doesn’t suit me”, or ‘Its not worthy for me”. Please correct me in the comments section, if I’m off-base. Language and linguistics is king to cohesion.
Irregardless, Latin music is so positive, festive, inclusive and optimistic. Its is made of what the USA and, indeed the world needs much more of these days!
Again I implore you to disconnect from the negative #cableTV #24hour news, in-favor of quieting your mind into the peace our parents raised in us, please. Whatever will BE, will be.
Please remember to flash back to our mothership connection blog, achilliad.wordpress.com, where silence is avoiding negativity.
What delayed this new series is that The Creator told me “Your mum’s health and reclaiming your birthright is more important right now.” Therefore, into storage my “children” (music vinyls,cassettes, compact discs and other music media) went…until now…
Welcome to “On-Location from The Time Tunnel”. A new series of sharing my curating, where I revisit past celebrity interviews I landed, to educate and keep the feeling (and music) alive eternally. Now that my music collection is finally out of storage, I wish to – with apologies to you who were a fan of the “My Vinyls” on my mothership blog, achilliad.wordpress.com – catch up on some of these artists who have been on my mind to share. Unfortunately, and true to part of the reason that I started writing these tributes, some/many of them are not with us anymore in the physical world.
One such superstar, who I wish I’d had the ability to get around to while she was alive, is Nancy Wilson, the singer who taught me, the English major, the usage of the word “superfluous” during this interview in 1994! Ms. Wilson recorded over fifty albums on Capitol, Columbia music record labels and even had a television show at one point in her career! It was and still is and honor to have been in her company for this brief talk – so much so that it almost breaks me down to tears as I write these words. Please feel the magic and enjoy because in spite of it all, the best is yet to come. Here are a few of her albums, which I own: