You know what would be hot? A So You Think You Can Dance routine with a guy/girl team off that new song by Fabolous featuring Ne-Yo, I'm a movement by myself / But Imma force when we're together. That would be hot. I love that song. Cause that's what I'm talking about. You're strong; I'm strong. Using our energy to move isht, make it happen, not constantly having to lift the other person up. This is what a love song should be. Not I'm nothing without you bullshit, rather, I'm good all by myself, but baby, you, you make me better.
You know what was not hot? Robin Thicke's dance routine on the BET Awards. I just got around to watching the whole thing a week or so ago. Why was I embarrassed, like I know him or something? I cringed with every step and mentally begged him to stop. Imma need him to get a stool and a guitar, or a bench and a piano or something, and keep it still. No Robin hate here. This is outta love. I slept on him for a long time, til my cousin (shout out to Sandi) told me he was the truth. Now I'm lovin him. But that decision to dance was ill-advised.
You know what's funny in an ironic and not ha-ha sort of way? The lyrics to Ursh's "You Make Me Wanna" song from the My Way album back in '97. Ol girl must heard that and took it to heart. Leave the one I'm with. Check. Start a new relationship. Check. Think about a ring and all the things that come along with. Check. **note** I thought of this this weekend when this song came on the radio. No comment on the marriage cancellation except that I think it's incredibly brave of anyone to call off a wedding -- especially at the midnight hour -- despite all the tongue-wagging that will occur. More people should probably do that; be a whole lot fewer divorces.
You know what's funny in an ironic and ha-ha sort of way? Sean Kingston. Was there not a way to do the video "Beautiful Girls" without him? Ooh, that's cold. Okay, let me rephrase. I can't. On the bright side, and as my own personal "say something nice" challenge, at least he disproves Diddy's theory about a certain look being needed to sell records. And Imma leave it right there. No, I'm not. Cause it's not even about his chubby lil face, cause Ruben Studdard's on the rotund side, and he's got that song about I just wanna make you feel beautiful and it works. It's the fact that Kingston looks like he's carrying toddler weight; he looks like somebody's preteen kid brother somewhere playing. And that he was wearing sweater vests, and that there was not one redeeming thing about his appearance. He is trying to be an entertainer; he calls himself singing about "Beautiful Girls," but his look is so not working.
My guilty pleasure song of the moment? Baby Huey's "Pop, Lock, and Drop It." Ya'll, don't let me by myself with a mirror nearby... Okay, I'm over-sharing. But suffice it to say, that's my current act-like-a-video-dancer song of the moment.
CD that has not been removed from my changer since its release? Mary J's Breakthrough. I never know when I might need to hear it, so I keep it ready.