i am always inspired by music, it is my muse. i wrote my grad school admissions essay about how Nas' Illmatic changed my life. so today when i was having a less-than-happy monday morning, i needed something. some strength. something to keep me from turning my car around, picking up my son, and going back home to hide out w/ some lean pockets and Daytime tv. i found it in Hezekiah Walker's choir. i attended his church when i lived in brooklyn. i loved it. i loved his down-to-earth sermons, the soul-stirring music, everything. it was such a blessing, i didn't even notice church lasted 4 hours. and no, i'm not a holy roller. i'm just a woman who believes. in God. in music. in love.
i needed this song in the worst way. after my phone call with my beloved was cut short (we only spoke for 2 minutes) by a faulty phone, and i spoke to his lawyer who is less than reassuring, i needed to be reminded that everything happens for a reason. and that despite what may come, we are survivors. i wish i could post the audio. if i find it i will. but if you're going through some things, take comfort in these words.
peace.
We made it, we survived
When the enemy came in to take our life
God lifted a standard
Devine protection
No weapon formed
Shall prosper against us
I made it this far, by faith
My future's brighter than my today
I'm holding on to my praise,
I made it
I survived
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This has been a new thing for me as well. I have not used music as muse since I was a girl but this new experience with my father has brought that back. This morning it was the Winans:
It's been a long time comin'
But a change is gonna come.
I've waited through the evenin'.
Tell me when will I see the sun.
We can all be sure it's coming. soon.
"wrote my grad school admissions essay about how Nas' Illmatic changed my life. so today when i was having a less-than-happy monday morning, i needed something."
a. Are you kidding me. Is that even legal. What a beautiful thing. I wanna read it. It needs to be published.
b. My momma has Bobbie Blue Bland. And we have Nas. Nas is our blues.
c. After my divorce (aka broken engagement) last fall, girl, that melancholy would hit me and I would be walking around BK thinking I needed to smoke a cigarette listening to "I need a new nigg@ for this black cloud to follow, b/c while its over me its too dark to see tomorrow".
lol @ model minority.
a. yes it's legal! i was applying to a MFA Creative Writing program so, ya know.
b. you are so true. i was listening to pieces of illmatic today on the way to work (ny state of mind & who's world is this) and i still feel it in the same manner in which i did in 94, sony brick in hand. i once listened to "2nd Childhood" for the entire trip from NYC to LA. i *heart* nasir.
c. girl, yes! i have that line in one of my poem. it was in my final thesis (manuscript). i heard it today & i was still nodding my head.
d. thank you so much for stopping by & commenting. i will def be back on your joint as well.