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Music Milestones: the Top 26

I’m the first to admit it— I hate birthday posts. Not to knock anyone else’s hustle, but we all have them, so why the big deal? Why the superfluous self-congratulation? I mean, it’s not like we were there giving moms and pops a resounding big ups to Brooklyn when they made us happen, right? (lol) Lucky for me, this soapbox sentiment really doesn’t stop me from joining the sorry bandwagon. Witness all ye readers, my reflections on the last 26 years, in sound. And though, you won’t see me pitifully soliciting wishes of goodwill (feel free to stop by the comments box at the bottom), or presents (I’m a big fan of gift cards to Tower Records, Bloomingdale’s, Tiffany & Co. or just plain cash), I do feel a slight tinge of obligation—if only to the admiring fans—to publicize this little known world event. This year—this Saturday to be exact—I say goodbye to my mid-twenties, and hello to trying to "become a real grown up", pursuing not only my star on the Walk of Fame (lol), but those 2.5 kids, picket fence and a mortgage. And, if I fail, you’ll bear witness as I become the fly rhinestone glasses sporting, culdesac living, cat-collecting lady—with as LL Cool J rapped—da’ boomin system.

Presenting my first 26 years… in some of each year’s memorable songs

Michael, Michael, Michael—shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (lol) Posted up on a brick wall with a tux, highwaters and sparkly socks, you stole my heart. Sure, you would one day descend into a typhoon of coo coo for cocoapuffery, but at that minute, with that song, only your music was "Off the Wall," in the very best way. It’s fitting that you marked Mahogany’s entrance on the world’s stage.

There is "music in the air and lots of loving everywhere, so give me the night," sang the ever-scatting, ever-strumming, always confident George Benson. This was the year the jazz guitarist turned pop singer made it Grammy good—several times over. And though I was still waddling in diapers, this song was such a classic I had to add the album to my collection in college.

There is perhaps no softer sentiment than a saxophone—Coltrane holds the highest title in my book. But since the Hamlet, NC native left us, many have tried to soothe us with the instrument. Few we took seriously. Jazz, we worried in the years since its heyday, was watered down, commercialized, too smooth. Maybe, but a man who called Philadelphia home changed all that thinking. Grover Washington, Jr. and Bill Withers’still timeless collaboration, "Just the Two of Us," showed that the music could be smooth and catchy, but still very earthy and real. It’s a classic still.

You’re walking down a sidewalk. Actually, you’re sort of strolling, tip toeing almost—sort of stealthily and flashy at the same time. You’re looking around you, in front of you, behind you for someone or something pursuing. And suddenly it happens. The sidewalk,rushed with your energy, wait… LIGHTS UP. I can still hardly contain the excitement the first time I saw the video for the infectious "Billie Jean" (years later, of course). Not only was Michael the coolest person on the planet, but he had the power to make the sidewalk rush with power too? How could I harness the sparkle too? I’m still trying…

The year Michael blowuptuated at the Grammys taking home just about every award possible for the previous year’s never-seen-before, never-will-be-duplicated-again, "Thriller." (Don’t worry, this is my last shout-out to the mostly old-nosed gloved wonder). And though, this song never made it to the heights that the title song and others like "Beat It" did, "Human Nature" will always be a great song in my book.

Sing it with me. "Your love" ["Your"], "So good" ["Good love"], "Deserves an Encore" ["Dee-serves an encore."] Cheryl Lynn, the less celebrated half of the now-classic duo with Luther, "If This World Were Mine," was no less a powerhouse vocalist all by her lonesome. The fact that this bumping song still gets heavy rotation on all the old skool stations is just the proof in the pudding.

Pinch your nose and sing along with her nasal, but catchy voice. C’mon, don’t front, you know you knew the words — "Baby, I know you’re wondering/ Why I won’t go ovah to your place/ Cause I’m not too sure about how I feel/ So I’d rather go at my own payyy-ace… I wonda-if-I-take-you-home, would you still be in love bay bay, because I need you tonight." Maybe she wasn’t the darling of the decade like Madonna, but on the radio in my neighborhood that hosted skreet roller skating and summer block parties, she ruled the roost. Straight Outta Hell’s Kitchen, Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam (featuring Full Force), bumped "I Wonder if I Take You Home" with staccato phrasing and funky beats. And I ain’t shamed to tell you that the group’s greatest hits CD holds a place in my collection.

This year was a tough one. Anita Baker’s "Rapture" remains one of the best CDs I own, "Been So Long" one of my favorite songs. But if we’re talking about songs that made this year memorable, I’m going to have to give the nod to the gentleman from Paisley Park. To this day, every time I hear Prince’s "Kiss", the face assumes a spunky attitude, the neck goes into an uncontrollable whop. Though I didn’t have his albums (my mother considered him the spawn of Beezlebub due to his racy lyrics), and though I was only six when this won the Grammy, I knew the song from the radio. The spare funk. The lyrics ("You don’t have to watch Dynasty-y to have an attitude.") The genius. Yeah--let the church say amen.

Allow me to second to get mushy. Actually give me a pass—I was only eight. One of the saddest movies I’ve ever seen was a... *cough*... freakin’ cartoon. With tears in my little eyes, I watched, heartbroken as Fievel and his sister searched desperately for each other after the little mouse became lost while his family immigrated to New York City. "And even though I know how very far apart we are, It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star." Sniffle. Still get choked up when I hear James Ingram and Linda Rondstadt belt out "Somewhere Out There" from An American Tail.

I was in the fourth grade. Had the best teacher I could ever ask for. Got to see my track and field idol Ms. Joyner Kersee tear it up at the Olympics in Seoul and on top of all that, I just knew I was grown with my stair step bangs (made possible by Isoplus) hot pink banana clip and plastic tie for my flourescent shirt. There was no end to the positive outlook. So it’s fitting that Bobby McFerrin's "Don’t Worry Be Happy" was my memorable song that year. Aside from the fact that no human being has had the ability to be able to make the sounds this man made avec no instruments, he just had so much contagious energy. And for a youthful Mahogany, it was the perfect accompaniment.

Listening to Jazzie’s spoken introduction, I came to know them as the funky dreds. Soul II Soul, the first tape I ever remember getting as a gift had the beat. They had the voice (thanks to Ms. Caron Wheeler’s powerful chords). And they had the privilege of heavy rotation. Like the song, I "[Kept] on Movin’".

Clown if you wanna, but one of the first tape singles I bought with my own money (it came in a cheesy cardboard sleeve of all things) was Kid N Play’s "Funhouse" from the sleeper hit movie of the same year. To this day, I can’t master that jump-over-your-one-leg-while-holding-the other-in-your-hand-move, but then again, I never learned how to rap either.

Sure I was kicking it in the suburbs of New Jersey, but that didn’t stop me from looking "across the pond" for some new music to add to my budding cassette collection. With soulful vocalist N’Dea Davenport fronting the group, this was the year of the still underrated Brand New Heavies for me. Rare British grooves + jazz + unmatched rhythm? I wanted them to "Stay This Way Forever" like my favorite song from their self-titled debut.

You may not take seriously the rap musings of someone who started her hip hop collection with Heavy D’s "Big Tyme" (1989) and the aforementioned 1990 movie’s 2 Hype dancing court jesters. Ahem, *cough* ask me if I care. (Lol) For me, this was the year rap became real. Real meaning it was emblazoned on my consciousness, thanks to our local radio station. Day after day I listened to C.L Smooth rap on Pete Rock’s supremely laid out track- "T.R.O.Y. (They Reminisce over You)." "Take the first letter out of each word in this joint/ Listen close as I prove my point," he flowed effortlessly. It was the first rap I memorized. And to this day, if you ask me to recite it in my sleep, after I give you the why did you wake me up scowl, I’ll simply pop up and say, "So Pete Rock hit me/ Nuff respect due/ When they reminisce over you. (My God.)"

Speaking of hip hop... The piece de resistance of all time, in my book anyway, was birthed this year. But it’s funny, I still can’t really put my finger on what made this group, this album, so special. Was it Ali’s fabulous integration of jazz on the tracks? Was it Phife’s constant clamoring for the spotlight (short bruhs never had it easy.) Or maybe Q-Tip’s laid-back, chill flow? Whatever it was—obviously the combination of all three— it worked. "Midnight Marauders" is and remains my favorite hip hop album. And in breaking tradition, I couldn’t just break down one memorable song from this release that made ‘93 oh-so-hype. So, it’s a tie— between "Award Tour" and "Electric Relaxation". Do dat, do dat, do-do dat, dat, dat…

Even though she guested on the fantabulous "Buddy" by De La Soul, I didn’t really know she could sing until I heard her belt out the title of my favorite Latifah cut—"U-N-I-T-Y, U-N-I-T-Y, that’s ah unity." If you didn’t know, you had betta ax somebody.

Even though the brotha’s gone, I remember his warbling as if it were yesterday. "Japan are ya in da house? Everybody are you in da house? Baby, baby come on. Baby come on. Baby come oo-ooon." The soundtrack of high school's sophomore year was O.D.B. and Mariah teaming up for "Fantasy". Those were the days…

A hard year to choose — so many songs that come to mind — D’Angelo’s "Lady", Aaliyah’s "If Your Girl Only Knew", LL Cool J’s "Doin It Well", TLC’s "Diggin on You." All nice songs that recall the high school year before the college application process started and my only real concern was getting the outfits straight for Homecoming. I guess I have to give the nod to those bruhs from the Midwest, not because I liked their song—I hated it—but because it’s the most memorable. Because I made my dislike known, two of my high school friends, who I’ll call B and M, made it their business to corner me and sing it at every given chance. (Gentlemen, may your children be born looking like Shabba Ranks! lol) So, for this reason only, Bone Thugs’ "Crossroads" definitely sticks out as reppin’ 96. "Somebody, anybody tell me why/ [Mmmm… why?]"

Though DJ Kool’s "Let Me Clear My Throat" played incessantly on the radio, the song that truly had my ear this year was… Aqua’s "Barbie Girl." (lol) Just kidding. I don’t think anything played could compete with my love for the Notorious B.I.G.’s "Mo Money, Mo Problems." (A close runner up was "Hypnotize." We actually saw him smile in the video. Happy. Happy. Joy. Joy)

I counted it a small victory that the day before it came out, just as I was preparing to return to North Carolina for my second year of college, I snagged gold. I got the store clerk to hand me over Lauryn Hill’s debut album a day early. Immediately, I loaded it into my Aiwa and couldn’t stop playing it. There were so many songs like the radio-friendly "Zion" and "Ex-Factor" that were gems. But the one that I will truly remember was "Doo Wop (That Thing)." The harmony. The beat. The verse. Loved it all.

If I hadn’t heard Jilly from Philly sing the song on the "Roots Come Alive", I wouldn’t have known the words. Love Ms. Erykah Badu to death, but there is a thing called enunciation, which she still hasn’t mastered (she pokes fun at herself for this a few years later on "Mama’s Gun," singing "What good do your words to if they can’t understand you?"). Even with the audible gobbledygook, backed by the supergroup from Illadelphia, "You Got Me" still shined. Quest Love was on drums. Black Thought was on the mic. The song was on my mind. *singing* "Babydonworrayyouknowthatyougotme-e-e."

Sure, like Destiny’s Child sang, I was an "Independent Woman," nearly ready to take on the world. But the song that captured my attention was of a cooler sort…cooler than a Polar Bear’s toenail to be exact. Dem’ boys from the ATL released "Stankonia" (in my mind 1998's "Aquemini" was the more classic album, but this one was more ubiquitious) and though the radio-friendly hit was "Ms. Jackson" (a good song), my favorite, perhaps because it was the perfect song for a campus party stroll, was "So Fresh and So Clean." (Jay-Z and Mya’s remix to "Best of Me" was also memorable.)

The first CD I bought by Mr. Shawn Carter was also one of his best (second only to his debut "Reasonable Doubt" in my opinion). Though I got on the bandwagon late (my clean collection hadn’t yet resorted to thuggery with the genre being represented only by the pristine Q-Tip, Pete Rock and CL Smooth, Heavy D and a few candy rappers like DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince), I so appreciated the flow that was Jigga. Favorite song from this year was "Song Cry."

LL Cool J’s "Luv U Better" made my buy the aging and ever-wack rapper’s "10". I still get clowned, but I don’t care. This was a hype song, even if "Ladies Love Cool James" raps like the Cat in the Hat. (Lol)

OutKast blew up the charts for "Hey Ya" and as much as I loved the video featuring Andre 3000 serving as backup for his own all-Andre band (complete with singers displaying their "jazz hands"), I have to give the nod the duo between Ms. Knowles and Mr. Carter. "Crazy in Love" was the "get hype" song of this year for me. This was the year I finally had to convince myself to finally stop saying I "just"graduated from college (*sigh*), I needed some new thing to get excited about (Lol)

When the Black Album dropped, I being the ever-stubborn listener, wasn’t swayed by all the buzz. What could Jay-Z possibly do to try to match his debut and "Blueprint"? And then I heard "Encore". As much as I think Kanye is on the special bus on the mike, behind the boards, the man is nothing short of genius. John Legend pushes the piano keys. I, moving forward on my many roadtrips to New York City and D.C., pushed play—repeatedly.

This year it’s just sooo hard to pick the one that screams "2005" in the year of Mahogany. After hearing droves of rappers/singers descend upon the airways, without—I’m certain— as much as the ability to spell their own names, I have heard only a few good songs. But, there are some leading contenders like Mariah’s throwback to old Mariah, "We Belong Together." And of course, there is the ever grandiose wall of sound that is Mr. West. (My personal pick of West production is Common's "It's Your World"). But to symbolize the year— I think I'd lean towards something more universal. As Ms. Shirley Bassey sang famously for the James Bond soundtrack and in his sample, "Diamonds are Forever." Only time will tell, but they just might be *wink*...


At September 17, 2005 2:40 PM , Blogger Will said...

First off, let me just say that I'm glad that I know you. And that I could read your words all day and twice on Sundays--before and after football. LOL

Now that that's out of the way...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DOT!!!!!!!!! Please enjoy your weekend and take your time coming up with this year's song.

And yeah, you only post twice a month (LOL), but it's totally acceptable when you churn out gems such as this. :)

At September 19, 2005 10:58 AM , Blogger Gunner Kaufman said...

Im not gonna say too much cause I might give away my age...but, just wanted to hit you with a bit of advice...in mixed company, do not let cats know your hip-hop collection started with HEAVY D AND THE BOYS!!! I mean true, it could have been worse, after all, my sister's intro was PARENTS JUST DONT UNDERSTAND.

its a nice list though...mine would have taken a month to do.

At September 19, 2005 7:07 PM , Blogger spanky said...

Although usually not moved to comment, let me first say "Happy Birthday to Ya!". You're one of the peeps that caused me to start a blog of my own, and posts like this one here are the very reason. Keep doing what you obviously do well and I'll keep readin'. I was feelin' that post all the way through; we women have to stick together even through "Luv U Better" :) Take care.

At September 20, 2005 8:19 AM , Blogger PC said...

Happy birthday!

At September 20, 2005 10:22 AM , Blogger mellow said...

Happy belated birthday!

Niiice post as always!

At September 23, 2005 8:05 AM , Blogger Laylah Queen of the Night said...

Oh, I just happened upon this side and I like! Let me bookmark...

At September 23, 2005 8:07 AM , Blogger Laylah Queen of the Night said...

Oh, I forgot, happy birthday! I'm a '79er also.

At September 25, 2005 6:03 PM , Blogger Mahogany Elle said...

Dear Will, Gunnar, Aundrea, PC, Mellow and Laylah --

Thanks for the good vibes and bday wishes! I had a great 26th weekend.

M. Elle

At September 25, 2005 9:46 PM , Blogger Sid said...

Happy MAD BELATED Birfday! Welcome to the golden years, lol. Though I think 26 is the last year of your mid 20s, no?

At October 01, 2005 4:25 PM , Blogger Mahogany Elle said...

And a mad belated thank you, Sid :)

At October 02, 2005 9:13 AM , Anonymous Xquizzyt1 said...

Awww that was cool... Hmmm... you know I'm easily inspired. =))) Umm... 1997 will ALWAYS be the "Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See" year for me. =)))

At October 02, 2005 9:14 AM , Anonymous Xquizzyt1 said...

*gasp* and happy belated "birthday" Soror. =)))

At October 06, 2005 7:37 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Someone who can think up a song for each of their 26 years has either got a great memory (slash google technique) or a lot of time on their hands. But they most definitely have learned a lot from their remarkably talented brother at Da House. . .
- Anonymous Reader


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