Teena Marie featuring Rick James, "I Got You"

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This is a song off the new Teena Marie album and it's 1) pretty weird, with lots of bowl-fulla-water percussion sounds like on Dizzee's "Brand New Day" and 2) pretty great I think! have only listened twice though

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 19:14 (twenty-two years ago)

"Cocaine's a hell of a drug, man"

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J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 19:15 (twenty-two years ago)

how's the new album? i've seen mostly lukewarm reviews but most of them seem to have been written by people who find the prospect of a new teena marie album amusing (these people are choads).

cinniblount (James Blount), Thursday, 13 May 2004 19:18 (twenty-two years ago)

cash money produces some tracks

Pablo Cruise (chaki), Thursday, 13 May 2004 19:19 (twenty-two years ago)

it was produced by mannie fresh, wasn't it?

teena marie looks damn good for pushing 50.

(bonus beat: she is my mom's favorite artiste.)

strongo hulkington (dubplatestyle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 19:20 (twenty-two years ago)

I think it's fuckin' awesome, to be honest - the middle tracks are pretty weak, but I blame this (warning: oldest dead horse in the book comin' up here) on the continuing degradation of the album format - pare this thing down to 45 minutes and you'd have a fucking dynamite Quiet Storm album. It's all Quiet Storm-style stuff though - even the uptempo numbers are badamp lounge-"jazz," so if you got no love for muted trumpets, drumstick-on-the-rim stuff you might hate it. So with that caveat: I think her voice sounds completely fucking sweet, and I think the track with Gerald Levert is f-in' crazy mega-sweet, and overall I think the whole thing is such a great listen that even the lame lyrics (and they are quite lame: but when was T.M. a great lyricist) don't get me down. And the Rick James track is joyously, head-noddingly weird.

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 19:27 (twenty-two years ago)

>when was T.M. a great lyricist<

Um, here:

So you say you’re leaving for the Southern tip of Spain
To soak up local color and forget my name
To live inside the major, not the minor chord
And forget how we made love in a ‘57 Ford

Lips to find you, lips to find you (Baby, I’ve got)
Lips to find you (And there’s nowhere you can run, baby)
Lips to find you, lips to find you (There’s nowhere to hide)
Lips to find you

Crystal blue persuasion in your dreams the spice
Will find you chilly killy in your bed at night
In the most remote of places you can’t hide
‘Cause once is not enough when you’ve been satisfied

Lips to find you, lips to find you (Baby, I’ve got)
Lips to find you (And there’s nowhere you can run, baby)
Lips to find you, lips to find you (There’s nowhere to hide)
Lips to find you (From the power of my tenderness)

There’s nowhere to run
And there’s no where you can hide from me
There’s nowhere to hide
From the power of my tender
I’ve got lips to find your love

I’m talking to you, boy
What are you gonna do, boy
Hear me talking to you, boy
What are you gonna do, baby
What are you gonna do, oh, babe
What are you gonna do

So you say you’re leaving for the Southern tip of Spain
To soak up local color and forget my name
To live inside the major, not the minor chord
And forget how we made love in a ‘57 Ford

But I’ve got lips, lips to find you
I’ve got lips, lips to find you

What are you gonna do when there’s nowhere to run
When there’s no where you can hide from me
When there’s nowhere to hide
From the power of my tender
I’ve got lips to find your love

I’m talking to you, boy
What are you gonna do, boy
Hear me talking to you, boy
What are you gonna do
When you call my name from the South of Spain
What are you gonna do
When you miss my lips and you start to trip
What are you gonna do
When I get to you with my crystal blue
What are you gonna do
When you miss me, baby, and you’re going crazy

What are you gonna do, baby, do, baby, do, baby, do, baby
What are you gonna do for me, do for me, do for me, do for me
What are you gonna do, baby, do, baby, do, baby, do, baby
What are you gonna do for me, do for me, do for me, do for me

I’ve got lips, lips to find you
I’ve got lips, lips to find you
I’ve got lips, lips to find you
I’ve got lips, lips to find you

chuck, Thursday, 13 May 2004 20:24 (twenty-two years ago)

and here:

Baby, what's happening
Entrez-vous Lady T
I've heard a boatload of other lady's raps
But they ain't got nothin' on me

I'm less than five foot one
A hundred pounds of fun
I like sophisticated funk
I live on Dom Perignon, cavier, filet mignon
And you can best believe that's bunk
Here's what I'm talkin' baby

Square biz
Square biz

I've been "Casper," "Showy," "Little Bit,"
And some they call me "Vanilla Child"
But you know that don't mean my world to me
Because baby names can't cramp my style

I love chickicken, plus collard greens
A little hot warm turned cornbread
I love you too, cat-daddy, but don't you let that go to your head

That's what I'm talkin baby
Square biz
Square biz

You know I like the spirituals and rock
Sarah Vaughan, Johann Sebastian Bach
Shakespeare, Maya Angelou


and Mikki Giovanni just to name a few
Well, I'm "Warm and Peaceful" Lady Tee,
I gots to keep my "Irons in the Fire," you see!

I got the point, the scam, the load, the deal,
What you feel.
Say what?

chuck, Thursday, 13 May 2004 20:26 (twenty-two years ago)

(just for starters)

chuck, Thursday, 13 May 2004 20:26 (twenty-two years ago)

yeah I spose we'll have to agree to disagree about what's "great" then Chuck (though I do like the "minor chord"/"'57 Ford" rhyme)

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:06 (twenty-two years ago)

(and I hope "Mikki Giovanni" is your typo & not Lady T trying to give a shoutout to Nikki Giovanni & getting her name wrong)

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:10 (twenty-two years ago)

How about this'un:

It was the kind of set you read about in storybooks
Where everybody showed but no one came
And every time I looked into the most familiar face
It seemed they all had gone and changed their names
Ms. Sureal Carter and Ms. Say-d Michelline
Provided entertainment for the ball
And even though the sleeper has awakened
I think she never really sleeps at all

I'm going wild in Emerald City
Wild all night long

It was the kind of thing you thirsted for but never quenched
Until you happened upon an Amstel Light
And even though the brew was cold, it couldn't chill me out
And then somebody offered me a light
I said thank you no Ni Nikki but you know I don't indulge
But how's about electrifying solo
He said I think I could oblige you
With my guitar, even blind you
I said hey babe take a walk on the wild side

Tim Ellison, Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:17 (twenty-two years ago)

It was the kind of thing you thirsted for but never quenched
Until you happened upon an Amstel Light

It lacks a certain je ne sais anus gothique

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:24 (twenty-two years ago)

HAHAHAHAHA that could be a fantastic lyric if not for the fact that it is common knowledge that Amstel Light quenches NOTHING.

Alex in SF (Alex in SF), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:26 (twenty-two years ago)

even then, just to be a pedantic asshole about it, "thirsted for but never quenched" is a completely dire construction: you don't quench a thing, you quench a thirst: "it was the kind of thirst you had but never quenched," which'd be awful but at least correct, gets closer to the meaning - I dunno, maybe it's just my personal pointless gripe that things like this wreck lyrics for me

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:30 (twenty-two years ago)

haha you're the dan perry of lyrics

strongo hulkington (dubplatestyle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:32 (twenty-two years ago)

just FEEL it, man

strongo hulkington (dubplatestyle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:32 (twenty-two years ago)

yeah yeah I know I know I gotta relax & whatnot, & they sound fine in the context of the song always, but we all got our crosses to bear and shit like "Entre-vous Lady T" spoken by Lady T herself, that there is my fine ol' rugged

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Thursday, 13 May 2004 22:49 (twenty-two years ago)

christ you must hate rickey henderson then

cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 14 May 2004 02:07 (twenty-two years ago)

no, because rickey henderson stole more bases than any motherfucker in the history of the game, which makes up for a whole lotta shit

J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Friday, 14 May 2004 02:36 (twenty-two years ago)

I heart this thread.

Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 14 May 2004 03:06 (twenty-two years ago)

and teena marie rocking harder than any motherfucker in the history of the last quarter century doesn't count for just as much?*

(And yeah, Mikki Giovanni is a typo. Teena says Nikki.)

* -- still not expecting much of her new album, which i've yet to hear, though. the single i heard was okay. but she's been stuck in the ballad mush for years now, and everything i've heard about this album suggests she's still there. (which isn't to say that her ballad mush doesn't beat almost anybody else's. it does. but still.)

chuck, Friday, 14 May 2004 14:35 (twenty-two years ago)

Okay, so I have finally formulated an opinion on the new Teena Marie album, and my opinion is that I LIKE IT, possibly even a LOT. Here are what would at the moment seem to be its best tracks:

1. La Doña-Intro (Marie) - 2:15
2. I'm Still in Love (Green/Marie/Thomas) - 4:16
8. Makavelli Never Lied (Allen/Marie) - 5:06
14. Hit Me Where I Live (Allen/Grigsby/Marie) - 5:05
16. Black Rain (Marie) - 4:27

Followed, quite possibly, by these:

3. Honey Call (Marie/Williams) - 4:21
7. Off the Chain performed by Marie / Baby "The Birdman" - 10. Recycle Hate to Love performed by Marie / Lady Levi / Alia Rose - 4:52

(Opinions on individual tracks are subject to change, however.)


chuck, Friday, 21 May 2004 17:47 (twenty-two years ago)


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