Please don’t stop the music! June is Black Music Month. Those who know me understand that music is
my heart. My love for Black Music is what draws me to the Essence Music Festival. Its something about
having electrified artists in one city, for one weekend, that warms my heart. Not to mention the food and
drinks of New Orleans but that’s for another blog post.
Back in the day, I was the Google of music. I could tell you who was dropping their latest project on
Tuesday! Do you all remember when CDs were released on Tuesday? Yes, I said CDs! Those were the
days. There were no secret albums, no Apple Music, Spotify or Tidal for streaming. I’d rush to Best Buy
or Circuit City to pick up the new projects from Common to Brandy, The Notorious BIG to Erykah Badu, Joe
to 8 Ball and MJG, and UGK. Yes, I am a little ratched. Don’t judge me. It’s Black Music Month.
I am not going to even mention cutting out posters from Word Up or Right On magazine of my favorite
artists then tacking them on my wall.
My appreciation for music started at home. My love for R&B artists such as Anita Baker, Al Green,
Aretha Franklin, Luther Vandross, Whitney Houston, Marvin Gaye, George Clinton, The Gap Band, Earth,
Wind and Fire and so many more filled my home throughout my childhood. I can’t forget about the
gospel artists such as Fred Hammond, Yolanda Adams, BeBe and CeCe Winans that helped to solidify
that strong Christian foundation. Hallelujah!
My passion for music has fallen on my babies. They both love to dance and sing along to Tweet,
Bruno Mars, Mary Mary, Beyonce, and Lalah Hathaway to name a few. It’s so cute to hear them say
“that’s my song mommy.” They’ll throw their hands up and start grooving like the really know what the
song is talking about. Black music is so influential. It’s evident in movies, plays, television, and social
media. The power of music moves the young and old. The rich and the poor. Music is the one thing that
crosses and joins all sexes, races, ethnicities, sexual orientations, and cultures. A songwriter once
penned my sentiments of music, “I wake up to you, go to sleep to you and all in between I’m here with
you. I’m crazy about you. I can’t live without you.” Hell, I might be cheating on my husband y’all!
No, but seriously, take a moment to reflect on what the soundtrack of your life would sound like. I hope that whatever it is… it’s golden!