Like everyone else hitting the gym whether it be at home or the limited training at what little gyms that are open. I keep tabs on the latest developing science that would unearth my superhero abilities. This is in preparation when I'm bitten by that special radioactive spider with my name on it. Huh? What? I know I’m not the only one making sure I’m in tip top shape to welcome their new powers…….ummm ok, (clears throat) moving on. From every fitness beginner to the nuttiest of fitness nuts, we need that motivational movie soundtrack we call our workout playlist. In the Multi-Verse of Madness realm of crazy, when you’re working out in your head it’s a movie bent on defeating the antagonist called the bulge. My playlist is kind of a like the Avengers, many different styles, abilities, and strengths joining together to serve one goal. And that is to save the world or universe. This world or universe happens to be that layer of fat that keeps taunting you like you’re in the front row of a stand-up comedians’ set. The music is primarily Hip-Hop with pop, rock, alternative metal, dancehall, and house sprinkled here and there.
It was so close. So tantalizingly torturing of what we call the final decision. I mean really. The 80’s blessed us with some heavy hitters. There was Michael Jackson, Prince, Janet Jackson, Babyface, Anita Baker, New Edition, Bobby Brown, Cameo, George Clinton, Gap Band, Guy, Al B. Sure, Quincy Jones, Rick James, Teena Marie if my fingers had a respiratory system they would be out of breath right now. That was just the R&B side of things. The MTV ushered in a new era of visual music along with some Pop and Rock & Roll. Some of my favorites like Tears For Fears, Huey Lewis & The News, Pat Benatar, Guns & Roses, Phil Collins, Genesis, The Police, Sting, Billy Idol, Queen, Culture Club, Wham!, Cyndi Lauper, Aerosmith just to name a few. Prince and Michael Jackson hit all three in the 80’s effortlessly.
*On May 15th the television screen in Brooklyn, New York on NY1 News from my apartment. Governor Cuomo speaks: “The State of New York has now lifted the mandatory self quarantine pause. As we continue to get back to normal. Please continue to be wise and safe. As always, New Yorkers we are resilient.”*
Q-Tine Playlist: Cabin Dance Fever
Remember when you were a kid and you did something you had NOOO business doing? You know, when it would result in an ass-whooping or punishment or BOTH. Depends on the crime committed, right? Four walls now a have an extraordinary and deeper meaning these days. “I’m staying in tonight,” feels like I’m cursing at myself now. But there’s this beautiful thing called music. Music has the power to capture every emotion or feeling with ease. So when your ass has become a permanent fixture between your couch cushions from watching every tv show and film created, its time to take a mental and physical vacation. One of the perfect ways for me to do that is to pull up my Apple Music to bring out the talented kid from London name Tom Misch.
If you let me tell it, ever since I was a kid I was destined to be a Major League Baseball player. Yessir, I was supposed to don the pinstripes as the shortstop for the New York Yankees. So yeah, Derek Jeter took my spot. No hard feelings though. He did pretty well I guess. Well, at least the Major League Baseball Hall of Fame thinks so. But I digress. All the way up until I was senior in high school I was a 3-sport type of dude. Baseball, Football and Basketball, yeah that was the ticket. Then there was one day I was chillin’ at home listening to the radio and I hear this ad lib in a monotone voice, “Ooooh! Oh yeah.” It was fluid over what was considered at the time the newest sound in music. When I say probably 90% of the top R&B songs on the charts was produced by this kid from Harlem and leader of the iconic R&B group Guy. Ladies and gentlemen, I’m talking about the one and only Teddy Riley. The creator and pioneer of the sound called the New Jack Swing.