I’ve been making playlist for years. My title game is on point, “Real niggas light candles… Volumes 1-7”, “Bathtub”, “Anytime anyplace” – you get it.
The Music … Am I right? Each song has a body and a face.
Shadow Wilson on the drums, Monk on piano, Cady is Dilla, Gabi is Beirut… I am assaulted by sound, and they can quiet my mind, stop the noise.
Love … The shitty day and you come home to see your two year old nephew completely naked, chanting like a monkey, making a complete mess of everything, smiling, and the joy his destruction fills you with, that is love.
Love… Like the song you listen to 47 times in a day, the one that brings you home and makes you cry but you love it anyway because tears are another thing we’ve complicated as something else- the way you love that song, that is love.