you made it a hot line, i made it a hot song. sometimes when you hear a song, you just think of somebody. a mental image of them dancing to a particular song, in a particular style, maybe a particular move or facial expression. when i'm sitting around listening to music i get brief flashes of people i'm thinking of as the lyrics or beats spool out. the song will come on and i'll go "hey!" and think of somebody. it's kinda great.



some examples: i always think of je-yi when hearing snoop's part from the next episode. bitches lookin at me strange but you know i don't care, step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair. apparently je-yi and snoop are cool like that and both love their hair. brian is pharcyde's otha fish in the sea because he used to say those lines all day long. it took a second to register up in my branium, my dome, my head, my skull, my cranium. james is jodeci's lately. james and victor together are hotel california. george is end of the road and i swear. she used to play those songs over and over again because of boyfriends. good goddies. over and over, i swear by the moon and the stars in the sky. jimmy does a mean yelling rendition of tupac's hit'em up. first off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim, west side when we ride come equipped with game. don't fuck wit victor on dre day because he's funny as all hell. des cranks out some ace of base (the sign) on karaoke and it's hard to dissociate that from her. josh introduced me to jars of clay and now he's love song for a savior. i heard eric sing wonderful tonight once and it was truly quite wonderful. oh and i thought of alvin even before i knew who alvin was because i saw him do dmb's satellite at gen apa my freshman year and i always remembered it as terribly thrilling and terribly good.



and of course hong is next's dancing real close, plus real real slow. you had to watch huaren fashion show era long time ago to understand. adam is the ditty boy, he comes hopping up out of his seat everytime the song comes on. i think of entire funktion when i hear busta and break ya neck. the beats to put your hands where my eyes could see always always makes me think of this girl i liked. i can still see her now in my mind's eye. she never put her hands where my eyes could see though. yeah, i'm stupid. shoot me.



groove mode and penguin walking go hand in hand when here we come plays. taste of my neck like corn on the cob i'm second to none, i'm freaky as ever. and amit rocks fashion show like no other but i can't remember the prince song right now. something with lots of ba na na na na's and ecstacy and some lyrics i can't remember (update, was informed that it's called kiss). helpful eh? actually there's a whole mess of songs associated with dance people because well, dance involves music so pretty much anything we've danced to or i've seen people dance to i associate with a particular group or person. or perhaps moments. like usher's nice and slow when the ghetto northwestern boombox broke down and babbs led the off stage acapella version of it while the people on stage continued to pound it out. i got a real pretty, pretty little thang that's waiting for me. that moment was pretty much a top ten life moment for sure.



louis is more than words to me because i believe that's the only song he can play on the guitar. and karina's rendition of the rose is to die for. and greg has a couple songs but i won't say them publicly because it would only embarass him. i could go on. everyone has a song or two attached to them in my memory banks. i should drop a big list. people might be surprised at what kinds of weird songs i associate with them. man, i miss people. what the heck.



and of course, i think of gene when i hear gene. his cd is out, his gig is upcoming. but that deserves it's own separate entry.