Saturday, November 28, 2009

Taylor Swift Christmas Album

Taylor Swift Christmas Album
Country Music's Taylor Swift

Taylor Swift, America's newest sweet heart. Is her music really country music? Is she really pop? Is she really dating Taylor Lautner (Jacob) of Twilight? Why did Kanye West harass Taylor Swift at the VMA's?

It's funny, a few years ago, I attended a George Strait concert. This little blond girl came out as an opening act, and did a very impressive job. She wrote her own songs and played an instrument! I was impressed with Swift's talent. Although, I never imagined she'd be tomorrow's next superstar.

As my friend and I were leaving the concert, she was at a table out in the lobby. A semi-long line had formed for her, and she was signing her CDs, posters, and merchandise. I bought an autographed CD and poster. Thinking I'd help support her and encourage her music career. Not knowing how much of a phenomenon she'd become.

I suspect Taylor Swift is on a lot of Christmas lists this year. It made me kind of curious to see if she had a holiday album. Sure enough, I found the Taylor Swift Christmas album:


If there is one song that Swift sings, that gets stuck in my head more than any other, it's Teardrops On My Guitar. I saw this one the night I saw her in concert. It's the song I know her best for. If you don't know it, I'll post the song lyrics below.

Taylor Swift, Teardrops On My Guitar Lyrics:

Drew looks at me,
I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing
Everything that we should be

I'll bet she's beautiful,
That girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Drew talks to me,
I laugh cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me

He says he's so in love,
He's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drew walks by me,
Can't he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes,
So perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be

She'd better hold him tight,
Give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes
And know she's lucky cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

So I drive home alone,
As I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

'Cuz He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up,
But there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into.

Drew looks at me,
I fake a smile so he won't see

Other ideas for Christmas gifts.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Discovering A Tribe Called Quest

A Tribe Called Quest ImageI must have been living under a rock. Like for real. As a child born in the early '80s you'd think I would have known about A Tribe Called Quest in the '90s... Not the case.

I have multiple friends who list these guys in their top mix of musical favorites when we have compared notes. So, I guess if you want to get technical, I have heard of them. I was just not familiar with their music.

A while back, a friend shared some MP3s of theirs with me. Talk about being hooked from the first moment you hear something. Again, if you want to get technical, it's probably not the first time I've heard them. I'm sure the tribe has been on many a movie soundtracks, the radio, etc.

I like Tribe's style, and their sound. In today's music realm, I find talent harder and harder to come by. If you don't look underground, I don't know if there is anything good out there. So, for me, I've been finding new music (and by that... I mean new to me) in old music.

A Tribe Called Quest Award Tour lyrics

[CHORUS]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
New York, NJ, NC, VA
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
Oaktown, LA, San Fran, St. John

[Q-TIP]

People give your ears so I be sublime
It's enjoyable to know you in the concubinz
Niggaz' take off your coats, Ladies act like gems
Sit down Indian style as we recite these hymns
See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the mo-mo
Ludicrously speedy or infectious with the slow-mo
Heard me in the eighties J. Beez on the promo
In my never endin' quest to get the paper on the caper
But now, let me take it to the Queens side
I'm takin' it to Brooklyn side
All the residential Quester's who invade the air
Hold up a second son cuz' we almost there
You can be a black man and lose all your soul
You can be white 'n' blue but don't crap the roll
See my shit is universal if you got knowledge or dolo
Of delf for self, see there's no one else
Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that
So, do dat' do dat' do do dat' dat' dat' (COME ON)
Do dat' do dat' do do dat' dat' dat' (OK)
Do dat' do dat' do do dat' dat' dat'
I'm buggin' out but let me get back `cuz they wettin' niggaz'
So run and tell the others `cuz we are the brothas'
I learned how to build mic's in my workshop class
So give me this award and let's not make it the last

[CHORUS]

We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas

[PHIFE]

Back in `89 I simply slid into place
Buddy, Buddy, Buddy all up in your face
Alot of kids was bustin' rhymes but they had no taste
Some said Quest was Wack, but now is that the case
I have a quest to have a mic' in my hand
Without that, it's like Kryptonite and Superman
So Shaheed come in with the sugar cuts
Phife Dawg's my name but on stage call me Dynomutt
When was the last time you heard the Phifer sloppy
Lyrics anonymous, you'll never hear me copy
Top notch baby, never comin' less
Sky's the limit, you got's to believe up in Quest
Sit back relax, get up off the path
If not that, here's the dancefloor, come move that ass
Non believer's you can check the stats
I roll with Shaheed and the brotha Abstract
Niggaz' know the time when Quest is in the jam
I never let a statue tell me how nice I am
Comin' with more hits than the Braves and the Yankees
Livin' mad phat like an oversized Bam-bi
The wackest crews try to dis, it makes me laugh
When my track record's longer than a DC-20 aircraft
So next time that you think you want somethin' here
Make somethin' differ, take that garbage to St. Elsewhere

[CHORUS]

We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
SC, Maryland, New Orleans, Motown
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
New York, NJ, NC, VA

Download: A Tribe Called Quest MP3's