Ok, so when I meet someone new, regardless of the kind of relationship... friend, co-worker, random person, the issue of music always comes up. No matter who I talk to, when I tell them that my favorite kind of music is JAZZ, most people can't believe it. It doesnt matter if they are young or old... people just can't believe it. Is it because I am a 22 black young woman and I am supposed to like Hip Hop/R&B/Rap? Don't get me wrong, I do listen to those genres, but if I ever had to choose, I would choose Jazz in a second. But why is that so unbelieveable? Jazz; old school John Coltrane and Miles Davis or New School Brian Culbertson and Phillippe Saisse it doesnt matter, that stuff can get it. I mean seriously.

I attribute this to my father. Every Saturday morning, me and my dad would play Miles Davis or John Coltrane for at least four hours. I knew EVERY single note that EVERY single instrument made in EVERY song that either of those two artists made. That seriously taught me alot about music I cannot even explain it. At such a young age, having such complex music being somewhat drilled in your head is a really good thing. I think that allowed me to feel as many different fields of music as possible.

I MUST DIGRESS: I can't figure it out if Jerry Springer just f'ed up or if he actually did good. It was HILARIOUS though. LOL.

I just really need to do a post on Philippe Saisse. I love this white dude... I mean for real. have you ever heard some music that wasn't sad at all, but the complexity of the notes just makes you cry? Yeah, well Philippe Saisse does this to me. I mean seriously, I have sat here in the dark with chills and started crying, not boo-hooing or anything just because what I was hearing was amazing. Yes, when I feel music I FEEL music. In 11th grade, I heard a song on KKSF called, "The Girl With The Bottecelli Eyes". This was some funky fox, so I decided to buy the CD. Some french dude named Philippe Saisse, whatever. So I listen to it and could not put the thing down. I listened to it on the way from school, while playing Tony Hawk 2, I mean all the time. I wanted to see if he had any other records, but being kinda unknown in the US, he didn't have archived records in the stores. OK, I accepted it. Anyway, my freshman year at college, I found his fourth album, "NeXt Voyage" online so I bought it. This was the first time I cried about some music... and not why you would think. I played song 3, Riviera, and it was a song that I had heard in like 8th and was searching for for 5 some odd years. I was so happy number one because I found it, and that the song was from an artist that I liked so long ago. This album too was constantly in my CD player (mp3 players were only for rich people then). A little later that year, I went to the CD exchange where they sell CD's for really cheap. So I was looking for about 2 months in the discount section for his third album, Masques, and I couldnt find it. But one day, I found it on the 99 cent pile. I was so happy, and mad at the same time. One persons trash is anothers treasure. This album was on yahoo, but because they are so rare, they were selling it for like 50 bucks... I wasnt on his jock that much. Didn't quite cry, but was extra happy. OK, last thing. I also found on the campus intranet some other songs from his second album, which I thought was his first, Valerian. So fast forward to my Junior year of college, I had downloaded limewire. I was aware that he had an ablum called Storyteller, but Windham Hill was a bunch of biznitches and took it off the market and it was only sold in Japan. Long story short, I found a song of his, and listened to it, and immediatly started crying. I used to make mix tapes of KKSF when I was in 7th-8th grade and I had this song on there that I had only heard on the radio the one time that I recorded it. When I lost the tape, I was devestated because I loved the song. Turns out, Philippe Saisse made that song too. It was really emotional and I don't think that most people understand and probably think I am crazy. When you are an artist and can feel music as deeply as I do... this stuff touches you. I mean I feel in a way, connected (and not in a crazy way) to Saisse through the music because I have liked all of his music, even when I didn't know it was him. I have every ablum that he has made, except for the ones you can't get in America. He doesnt usually tour in CA, but if he did, I would go anywhere to see the music in person.

Another Side Note: Candy Dulfer's, "For The Love of You" is amazing. I could not believe that something that soulful came from a Scandinavian woman. "Soul" is typically thought to only inhabit Black people and men in particular. But there is one part of that song that gives me goosebumps. Get it white girl!