When I was younger I used to be intrigued by the music adults would listen to. I wondered if i would listen to stuff like this when i got a couple years on me. Little did I know, I was listening to it already. Marvin Gaye and Billie Holiday at a very young age having no idea about love and especially nothing about blues. Since these two artist embody those emotions I started wanting to hear more and more. Sade, Lailah Hathaway, Chaka Khan and everything else I used to hear on a Saturday morning clean up session by my mother. Some of her selections were questionable yet interesting. My face would definitely frown at some choices. Fast-forward to the present and I get those same looks from my younger friends. With John Coltrane playing in the background I get that feeling I use to have of intrigue again. I never knew I would be the one preserving good music for the next generation.
