I am not the first one to do things. Deliberately. I wait several weeks before that great new movie comes out; I wait till that fab new gadget is affordable and on sale and I buy all my cars used. Need I say more?
But sometimes, I find that this is not the best policy. For example, like the last time I went in for my eye exam. I had to buy new glasses and up my prescription. Well, the clerk ever so happily pulls out a box of “discount frames” to choose from. Needless to say, my mouth watered. Long story short, I came out looking like my grandmother with her pointed specks and all. Sigh.
Anyway, in recent months, I’ve had an additional regret – Chrisette Michele. I had heard of her. Seen her on other websites, etc., etc. But I had not stopped to really listen to her music. For those who do not know her as of yet, she is a young, R&B singer. Google her. Now.
To continue, a while ago, my coworker invited me to listen to her copy of Chrisette’s latest entitled, Let Freedom Reign. Honey, I was sucked in, knocked out, overjoyed and popping my fingers like a drunk in a two dollar juke joint. Did I say I loved her music? Her voice is sultry, raspy and smooth all in the right places. The R&B she sings spills over to jazz and neosoul, and get this, girlfriend throws in a rap or two. All tastefully done, of course.
OK, I’ll stop now. I don’t want to sound like I’m on her payroll. Nope. I’m just a fan…albeit a latecomer.