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In Empathy, Popular Music, Television, Thats' Life, The Sunday Bully Pulpit, Unemployed on May 15, 2011 at 8:00 AM

#bullDogNATION’s Sunday BULLY Pulpit

Susan Lucci. Unemployed.
Help! I need somebody,
Help! Not just anybody,
Help! You know, I need Someone…
Help!

Susan Lucci has lost her job. Aw. After 41 years playing the oft married Erica Kane on ABC’s All My Children, Susan Lucci is Unemployed.

Hello, Susan. Welcome– to the continuing, real life drama starring 9 million American People and their children, All The Unemployed.

Of course, it’s not going to be fur you as it is fur all the People in the cast of All The Unemployed who are not you. All the Not multi-millionares, not self employed owners of their own companies. All The Unemployed not with beauty products and jewelry lines being sold on QVC. All The Unemployed not pulling down writer’s royalties.

So sop up those tears, Susan! Your income producing capacity is still solidly intact. And don’t forget you have the added good fortune and (not to mention) security of being in a healthy, happy marriage with the husband of your youth, the man of your dreams and in a house and home (perhaps several of them even) filled with cherished mementoes of the beautiful family you both successfully reared together.

Talk about “winning!”

Just because you’re fortunate and wealthy, however, doesn’t mean I can’t empathize with you. I know having a job

It’s not about the money, money, money
We don’t need your money, money, money

I understand. I know what it’s like firsthand, Susan. Here. Dry your eyes. Take a moment to reflect on Her storyline. Now here is Someone who really has somethin’ to cry about. Her real life storyline began in November, 2009. She can only hope someday She’ll be fired from this. Who knows, you may even ask yourself what all your drama is really all about. Up next, the all not-so-new, all consuming, all daytime, nighttime, continuing lifetime drama…

All The Unemployed (multiple marriages not included).

Look at me. Still languishing here in this place some might call Hell. I just listened to Jason Reitman today as he discussed, in an interview with Robert Seigle on NPR what he learned from his experience working with “real people who had lost their jobs” for his newly released movie Up In The Air” starring George Clooney and Vera Farmiga.

“If you’d asked me before I did this movie, ‘What’s the worst thing about losing your job in this type of economy?’ I would’ve probably said the loss of income,” Reitman explains. But as I talked to these people, that rarely came up. What people said, time and time again, was: ‘I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.’ … It was really about a lack of purpose. They would say, you know, ‘After I finish this interview, I’m going to go get in my car, and I have nowhere to be.’ And I can’t imagine thinking that every day.”

“I can’t imagine thinking that every day” young Mr. Reitman said. We’re not just thinking it, Mr. Reitman. We’re feelin’ it and that, I can tell you from experience is far, far worse!

Imagine getting up every morning with no one in the world expecting you. No one who knows or cares if you’re even ALIVE or not. No one irritated because you are late.

Days blend into weeks. Weeks into months. You check and recheck the calendar reminding yourself what day of the week it is. The Today Show is a touchstone.

There is no greater hell than to have to begin and end each and every day having had nothing to do. Nothing to think about. No Where to be. No one to be with. Never hearing the phrase “See you tomorrow.” I go whole days, weeks, months even, without ever having to part my lips to make a sound. I can go equally as long not hearing anyone say my name.

The phone never rings.

Death of a SalesmanAbsolutely, you are right, Mr. Reitman. It is not the loss of income that is the thing. I used to always joke that if I wanted to work soley for money I’d be a prostitute. No, it’s not the loss of an income that we miss most.

Work is the anchor of a life. Look what happened to Willy Loman, for god’s sake. Everything you do in life is because you work. Work is not a privilege. It’s a RIGHT! There can be no Life, Liberty or PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS without WORK! Work is the American dream!

Once you have your job and feel secure in it and have adapted to the routine of collecting and managing the paycheck, that’s when

L-I-V-I-N-G actually starts to begin. Every plan, every decision, every thought, even your commute to and from work each day is predicated upon the completion of those allocated eight hours and the blessed assurance you’ll get to repeat that routine all over again tomorrow.

Then there are the dribbling, mundane routines and rituals. Before work you may do a load of laundry, drop the kids off with caregivers, stop at a drive through for a McGriddle, stop at the dry cleaner, plan dinner.

Sliding the card key through, getting the green light, entering the place where you go every day, where you chit-chat about those mundane, shared experiences with co-workers, grocery shop on your lunch hour, online bill pay, multi-task, and pitch in for birthday cards, cakes and balloon bouquets for co-workers you hardly know (and likely don’t even like). You’re at work. You have a job.

After work, complain about traffic while listening to tomorrow’s water cooler topic on the radio; pick up the kids, stop at the grocery store or Pet Smart or Target or just head straight home because dinner has to be made, the dryer has to be emptied, the carpet needs to be vacuumed, homework needs to get done, bills are in the mailbox. Everybody has to pee.

Meal time, bath time, quality time, bedtime. All the while your mind’s already reflecting on tomorrow’s in-basket, (how much gas is in the car?) e-mails that need to be responded to, deadlines, projects, your special work algorithm or just the everyday joy of the everyday routine of everyday people doing what they do every day– anchoring their lives so they can orbit all the things they really love and care around all that. There can be no family, no friends, no food, no music, no TV, no NPR.., no…“But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and JOB is the sun!”

Working: People Talk About What They Do All Day and How They Feel About What They Do

There is no community without people who are working. Studs Terkel wrote a book about it. Real people don’t give a s**t about “champagne wishes and caviar dreams.” All they wanna do is work so they can live, make their parents proud, maybe even in the same neighborhood they grew up in. Grow their childhood friendships, marry their childhood sweethearts, share the old neighborhood and most cherished memories with their children and then check out, kick the bucket so to speak, realizing some measure of satisfaction with the content of their lives.

People have to be working to do that.

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you like I’ve never done before.

That’s Her story. Talk about a work in progress. See, Susan, unemployment often contributes to estrangement from family. It did fur Her. Unemployed People are often too ashamed to let their families know where they are or how they’ve ended up. They’ve lost everything. Now they sit among things that are not their own. They dwell in interior spaces that are not an expression of themselves. Joyful experiences are few and far between. They isolate themselves. Conceal everything.

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When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody’s help in any way.
But now those daya are gone, I’m not so self assured,
Now I find I’ve changed my mind and opened up the doors.

Don’t worry, Susan. You and I both know this will never be your story but I understand you feel awful now, though. It’s a terrible thing to have to let go of something when you’re not ready. I understand you’ll miss your work routine, certainly the character, the friendships you’ve cultivated because of your long association with the show.

But you are in a blessed position to reflect on your experience with fondness. After all, All My Children has been very, very good to you. You had 41 years. You never have to look back with fear or financial uncertainty or even anger. Maybe you should do less crying on TV and be more grateful about all that. If you won’t do it fur yourself, do it fur your fans. Do it fur me.

Help me if you can, I’m feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Won’t you please, please help me
Help me..,
HELP me… Oooooo…. ♫♫
Goodwill Energies I project
Upon each and every one of you
Each and every day!

“And there came to be evening and there came to be morning…”

That’s life. Today.

Integrating 4 and 5

In Children's Literacy, K-12 Education, Popular Music, Songs On Saturday, Thats' Life, Tv Show Theme Songs, Writers and Writing on May 14, 2011 at 8:00 AM

Hello Everybully! Welcome! To Songs On Saturday!

Last week was so nice we’re doin’ it twice, including another song from my heretofore unreleased compilation called Stupid Pet Sounds.

This week, Songs On Saturday integrates four of my favorite things:

  • People
  • Randy Newman
  • music and

The Five Aspects of Literacy: Reading, Writing, Listening, Thinking and Speaking (in That order)!

Huh? What’s literacy got to do with Songs On Saturday or music at all? In general even?

I’m glad you asked That. BOL! Music involves listening, yes, but it also involves reading. I enjoy reading music lyrics. Reading about the musicians. Reading about the music, reading the notes. Reading about the instruments. There’s a lot of reading involved with listening to music! Lyrics, the words to music, are written by songwriters.

Songwriters are not always musicians or recording artists. They don’t all sing, play an instrument or even read music! Some songwriters “hear” the music in their heads or the lyrics may come to them at 2 o’clock in the morning forcing them from sleep, compelling them to write them down. Lionel Ritchie and Smokey Robinson have produced Grammy Award winning tunes that began with little more than the hook or a simple phrase. Then they labored to construct the song, often collaborating with others on the project.

Some songwriters are accomplished musicians but not performers. People like David Foster, Paul Williams, Burt Bacharach or Bernie Taupin. They write the songs that make the whole world sing. Their talents are sought and highly prized by big name entertainers such as Michael Jackson, Barbra Streisand and Elton John.

A handful of songwriters are not only celebrated musicians and composers who accompany themselves with instruments, they also write their own songs. These musicians belong in an exalted class of musicians, Singer/Songwriters that include Paul Simon, Dolly Parton, Paul McCartney, John Lennon, Bruce Springsteen, James Taylor, Carole King, Adele— and

Randy Newman?

O-Tay sure, many of you were first introduced to Randy Newman because of unarguably one of the funniest TV theme songs in sitcom history. The show wasn’t too bad, either. Very funny.

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Listen to Randy Newman's Short People | 1977

But Randy Newman is more than just a writer of hilarious sitcom theme songs. He’s a Singer/Songwriter whose satirical lyrics make you think and at least in one famous instance, made a lot of People speak as well.

In 1977, Randy Newman released a tune called Short People. “Short People” was widely misinterpreted by a public just beginning to experiment with the latest phenomenon in social sensitivity– political correctness. This new attitude had the unintended consequence of generating a great deal of publicity for the song and unwelcomed controversy for Randy Newman.

Randy

At first blush, the song appears to be ridiculing of Little People, with phrases such as “nasty little feet,” “stubby little fingers” and “dirty little minds.”

Mr. Newman was compelled to publicly defend his use of a literary device, the figurative intent of the word “short” and to appear on many late night talk shows to explain the song’s intent which was to call attention to how silly and small bigotry looks, sounds and actually, in fact, is.

When asked whether he anticipated the irony of the lyrics would spark such a firestorm of criticism, Mr. Newman responded: “I didn’t. I thought, all you gotta do is listen. It’s not like it’s James Joyce. [Then] I realized the medium wasn’t great for that. People don’t listen to music like that…”

Newman went on to record other songs that examine and mock bigotry: “Rednecks” and “Half A Man.”

In a 2003 interview fur The Sunday Times Mr. Newman went on to respond further about people missing the point of his songs: “To write indirect songs with characters that aren’t yourself as the narrator is not the best way to achieve commercial success. I mean, irony, who’s got the time? But it’s what I do, and it’s what I can’t help but do. I couldn’t write like Elton John if I tried.”

People under the age of 30 will, doubtless, recognize the distinctive voice and banging, saloon-like piano playing of Randy Newman from all the Disney Pixar films he’s done the music fur, namely the Toy Story films.

Now that you’ve clicked on all the links to learn more about Randy Newman and all his impressive achievements in a long and remarkable career, I won’t keep you in suspense any longer. And so now… without any further ado, Songs On Saturday proudly presents ThatOne performing his soon-to-be hit (in his own mind) “Small Bulldogs!

Small bulldogs got no reason
Small bulldogs got no reason
Small bulldogs got no reason
To live

They got little legs
Corpulent behinds
They march around
With determined strides
They got little noses
Protruding bottom teeth
They got big fat cushions
On their plodding little feet Well we Don’t want no small Bulldogs
Don’t want no small Bulldogs
Don’t want no small bulldogs
‘Round here..!
Bulldogs are not the same
As you and I
(They’re cool and don’t lie)
Bulldogs are brothers
Hear this long, heavy sigh
It’s a wonderbull world! Small bulldogs got no buddies
Small bulldogs got no buddies
Small bulldogs got no buddies
To love
They got little stubby legs
Make ’em walk so slow
You got to pick ‘em up
And motivate their “Go!”
They got wagons & strollers
That go squeak, squeak, squeak
Make those purring noises
When they sleep, sleep, sleep
They got grubby little toe nails
Funny little minds
They grab you by the heart every time

Well we… don’t want no small Bulldogs
Don’t want no small Bulldogs
Don’t want no small bulldogs
‘Round here..!

Goodwill Energies I direct
Toward each and every one of you
Each and every day

“And there came to be evening and there came to be morning…”
That’s life today!

WORD Ta’Ya Trader Joe’s

In Animals and Pets, Popular Culture, Popular Music, Songs On Saturday, Thats' Life on May 7, 2011 at 8:00 AM

Hellooooo… Everybully! And WELCOME! to Songs on Saturday!

This week Umma actually attempt to regale you with a song. My song!

Bet you didn’t know I, too, am a talented songwriter and performer? BOL!

Vanilla Ice

This is a little ditty I call “Ice Cream Baby”inspired by my love of vanilla ice cream and specifically Trader Joe’s French Vanilla Ice Cream (shameless product plug endorsed with the #bullDogENdorphiNATION four ‘s seal of approval)!

The tune is inspired by Grammy Award nominated one hit wonder and used to wannabee bad boy Robert Matthew Van Winkle (born October 31, 1967), more popularly known by his stage name Vanilla Ice.

I am not ashamed to admit She lubbed the tune back in the day, and we still lub it now! It’s still pullin’ us up on the dance floor after all these years! So go ahead and laugh. Got that outta’ya system? Let’s continue…

Vanilla Ice, a rapper from middle class suburbs in Texas and South Florida, released his debut album, “To the Extreme” featuring the smash hit single “Ice Ice Baby.” The tune was the first hip hop single to top the Billboard charts catapulting Mr. Van Winkle into instant stardom and hip hop history in 1990.

But there was a pricetag. Van Winkle had manufactured a hard knock  life bio designed to give him “street cred” with hip hop audiences. Both his credibility and reputation were irrevocably destroyed, however, when, like Milli Vanilli, the truth, specifically about Van Winkle’s middle class background and upbringing surfaced.

Mr. Van Winkle suffered other assaults to his credibility as well, including the appearance of plagiarizing intellectual property without assigning the requisite credit(s).

On the liner notes of the album “To The Extreme,” composer credit is given to Vanilla Ice, Earthquake, and Mr. Smooth. The record producers also thanked MC Hammer, Ice T, Public Enemy, Sir Mix-A-Lot, Cash Money, EPMD, and 2 Live Crew.

However no mention at all is given Queen or David Bowie whose 1980 hit “Under Pressure” were taken. Vanilla Ice never sought permission to use it.

According to industry insider Hans Ebert, Brian May of Queen heard the tune at a disco in Germany. He asked the DJ what it was subsequently discovering it was #1 in the US.

Although no lawsuit was ever filed, rumor has it Vanilla Ice agreed to pay Queen and Bowie a settlement.

So much fur the abbreviated version of the Vanilla Ice story.

And so now, without further ado, Songs On Saturday proudly presents ThatOne’s ode to Trader Joe’s. Anipals and furriends– Give it up fur Ice Cream Baby!

♫Yo! EBD‘s! Let’s lick dis!

Ice cream baby
Vanilla Ice cream baby

Alright stop! All That poopin’ and pissin’
ThatOne here! Cop a squat Take a listen

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SomeOne’s tuggin’ on my leash tightly
Discipline! I take it daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? No! I don’t think so
What will satisfy here? I know!

To the extreme I rock the bowl It’s a scandal
Drop in a dollop That’s ’bout all I can handle

I don’t have a problem so I’ll eat this
Check out this scoop here! She just released it!

Ice cream baby
Vanilla Ice cream baby
Let’s bounce!

Ice cream baby
too cold too cold
Vanilla Ice cream baby
Too cold Too cold

WORD ta’ya Trader Joe’s!
♫ ♫ ♫

ThatOne here fur Songs On Saturday. See you next week. Until then…

Goodwill Energies I project
Upon each and every one of you
Each and every day!


“And there came to be evening and there came to be morning…”


That’s life today!

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Inappropriate Wedding Songs? Probably

In Film, Popular Music, Songs On Saturday, Television on April 30, 2011 at 8:04 AM

Hellooooo… Everybully!

And WELCOME! to Songs on Saturday!

This week’s Songs On Saturday was inspired by yesterday’s Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton. The theme is love in song, specifically two songs. One about hoping and waiting to find it, the other about snatching a bit of it fur just one night, Someone To Watch Over Me (1929) and Help Me Make It Through The Night (1971).

A popular tune that might immediately come to the minds of People at their prime during the seventies is Al Green‘s Let’s Stay Together (1972):

Let’s… let’s stay together
Loving you whether… whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Writing yesterday’s post brought a few feel good nostalgia tunes to mind fur Her and reinforced Her love fur songwriting and songwriters. She just enjoys a great lyric. Great story telling that invokes images and stirs the imagination and the emotions are what keep me listening. To paraphrase Michael Corleone in the The Godfather III “they pull me back in” every time, even after several decades!

Love is a theme that never fails as fodder fur the songwriter. So many People are unlucky at it, or can’t find it, or can’t hold on to it or otherwise preoccupied with it. Loving and being loved are universal human experiences.

There’s a saying old, says that love is blind
Still we’re often told, “seek and ye shall find”
So I’m going to seek a certain lad I’ve had in mind

Looking everywhere, haven’t found him yet
He’s the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret

I’d like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb?

There’s a somebody I’m longin’ to see
I hope that he, turns out to be
Someone who’ll watch over me

free music Someone to Watch Over Me is a song composed by George Gershwin with lyrics by his brother, Ira Gershwin for the musical Oh, Kay! in 1926. So many modern artists have performed and recorded this tune from Frank Sinatra to Amy Winehouse. Her personal favorite cover is by the great swing and jazz artist, “The First Lady of Song,” Ella Fitzgerald.

Ella Fitzgerald

Some of you are looking at this image now and remembering Ms Fitzgerald from those famous Memorex commercials where a tape recording of her voice is so sharp, so crystal clear, it shatters glass.

There will never be another Ella Fitzgerald. Her voice, her range, her jazz scat, the pure, natural, sweetness of her lilting soprano coupled with impeccable breath control, the clarity of her enunciation and pitch pawfect phrasing make listening to her now seem like the difference between calf’s liver and foie gras. Both are liver. Both taste great. (or so I’m told). But calf’s liver is not foie gras.

Over three decades of Her growing up, She caught many of Ms Fitzgerald’s performances due to her frequent television appearances on shows like The Merv Griffin Show, The Dick Cavett Show, The Smothers Brothers and The Dinah Shore Show. Ella Fitzgerald was “must see TV” back in the day.

Ella Fitzgerald was only 22 years old when George Gershwin died, but his brother, lyricist Ira Gershwin, lived long enough to not only hear Ella record this song, but also to assist with the production of the album from which it came. With arrangements and orchestra conducted by Nelson Riddle, the album Ella Sings the George and Ira Gershwin Songbook was honored by the National Academy of Recording Arts & Sciences, the body that runs the Grammy Awards in 1959.

Ella Sings the George and Ira Gershwin Songbook is widely considered to be one of the greatest musical compilations in recorded history! After the album’s completion, Ira Gershwin remarked, “I had never known how good our songs were until I heard Ella sing them.”

Kris Kristofferson and Willie Nelson were the country songwriting hit makers in the seventies. He penned such classic American songs as For “The Good Times,” “Me and Bobby McGee,” “Sunday Morning Coming Down,” and “Help Me Make It Through the Night” and is currently a member of the Songwriter Hall of Fame and the Country Music Hall of Fame.

He never got much attention fur his own recordings, but he was honored by the Grammy’s fur his songwriting and his songs became enormous hits fur others, namely Sammie Smith, whose recording of Help Me Make It Through the Night shot to #1 on the pop country charts in 1971.

I don’t care what’s right or wrong, I won’t try to understand.
Let the devil take tomorrow Lord tonight I need a friend.

Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow’s out of sight
And it’s sad to be alone. Help me make it through the night.

free music Sammie Smith won the Grammy fur Best Female Country Vocal Performance for “Help Me Make It Through the Night” in 1972.

Probably good we weren’t the official Royal wedding song choosers. Right? BOL!

ThatOne here fur Songs On Saturday. See you next week. Until then…

Goodwill Energies I project
Upon each and every one of you
Each and every day!


“And there came to be evening and there came to be morning…”


That’s life today!


And Now Jessie J!

In Music, Popular Music, Songs On Saturday, Thats' Life on April 23, 2011 at 8:00 AM

Hellooooo… Everybully!

And to Songs on Saturday!

Think I wanna move to London!

Lily Allen

And now, Jessie J!

Jessie J’s been all over the airwaves lately, performing her hit Price Tag on SNL and then last week on Ellen.

She’s young. She’s beautiful. She’s British! And she’s got somethin’ to say! Hey, Hey look it’s Jessie J!

I must confess, I never heard of Jessie J before her SNL appearance. Her spirited performance made me sit up and pay attention and do something I rarely do these days– Download the CD Who You Are on iTunes.

Already a prolific songwriter and accomplished professional performer back in her native UK, Jessie  J, (born Jessica Cornish, March 27, 1988) got her first taste of success when she co-wrote a tune that managed to chart #2 in the US for, of all People, Miley Cyrus, a tune called Party In The USA. That definitely explains why I never heard of Jessie J until now.

Price Tag works fur me on one very significant level. I agree with her expressions about the thin social content and crass materialism that predominate in today’s “music.”

We need to take it back in time,
When music made us all UNITE!
And it wasn’t low blows and video Hoes,
Am I the only one gettin… tired?

No, Jessie. No, you’re not. It’s validating and a comfort to know there may be others who are equally as bored, disinterested and indifferent regarding the ever recycled subjects of who’s got bling, who’s drivin’, drinkin’,  doin’ who, wearin’ what, or kickin’ to the curb whom as I am.

I’d like to believe the tune’s success is, in part, because of this comment on what’s passing in pop and hip hop circles as heady social commentary and not just because it’s an infectious, fun and catchy pop tune full of little asides both lyrically and instrumentally that direct the listener to certain ones she may have gotten tired of or is paying homage to? Maybe?

Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (ha)

Did anybully else besides me hear a faint, distant allusion to Irreplaceable by Beyonce? Instrumentally, the bright, effervescent, bubble gum pop liveliness of the tune reminds me of the Black Eyed PeasWhere Is The Love? Listen to them side by side. See what I mean.

The wonderful overlapping harmonies of the background vocals and the choice to end the tune as she does sounds suspiciously like Alicia Keys’ No One. All that’s missing here are John Mayer, an acoustic guitar and some violins!

Of course the rap contribution of B o B , while great as rap interludes go, sounds a lot like most any rap interlude interjected into just about any pop tune these days but I did get a bit of the Jay Z noise from New York or maybe some T.I. from Justin Timberlake‘s My Love.

Is Jessie J tired of JT? At least he hasn’t over exposed himself or put out a whole lotta crap like Usher. But if she is indeed subliminally referencing all the above, then I wholeheartedly agree 100 percent! At any rate, no harm can come of a little conjecture, right?

Maybe songs about “the rocks that I got” were fresh and perhaps even interesting the first 1000 times they cycled through the airwaves and on TV but now they’ve pretty much reached a saturation point. Fur me, they were always silly, repetitive and just plain boring. So what? Who cares?

What’s exciting with this young new artist is the chance to get in on the ground floor of a burgeoning career and participate in its trajectory. With a pop genre vocal style similar to P!nk, Ms J’s voice is a pleasure to listen to, particularly when she actually uses it to interpret a lyric rather than auto tune it up fur the dance floor.

You may appreciate why some have compared her vocal style with Gwen Stefani (Nobody’s Perfect, Abracadabra) and Beyonce (Big White Room, Casualty of Love). Ms J explains why her freshman release, Who You Are, may lack the editorial heft, life experience and strength of material of her more formidable peers namely Adele and Amy Winehouse:

“I feel like my album is an example of what exists in the world of music right now. It’s like my album is an iPod… it’s like when you go clubbing these days, you don’t have a pop room and a separate R&B room, they’re all together. People just appreciate great music…”

Well all righty then. At any rate, this effort is a joyful, lighthearted, cotton candied collection of mostly pop and dance tunes that appear geared to showcase Ms J’s considerable vocal dexterity.

If you’re looking for lush production values you will be disappointed. At least for now. No doubt, lots of big names are already now crouching at her door fur a chance to be a featured “artist” or produce her next offering. I see an overblown production on the horizon. Still, I’m looking forward to Miss J’s sophomore release.

Price Tag. It’s fun. It’s a pop tune. It’s a fun pop tune! So just sit back and enjoy! And dance!

This has been ThatOne fur Songs On Saturday. See you next week. Until then…

Goodwill Energies I project
Upon each and every one of you
Each and every day!

Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (ha)
Can you feel that (yeah)
We’re paying with love tonight

It’s not about the money, money, money
We don’t need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag

Ain’t about the (uh) Cha-Ching Cha-Ching.
Aint about the (yeah) Ba-Bling Ba-Bling
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.

“And there came to be evening and there came to be morning…”

That’s life today!

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