Ah, the classic love song. It floods your brain with a waterfall of emotions until you are drowning in your feels and feeling nostalgic about times shared with that special someone. The kind of songs that you prefer to enjoy by yourself, lest anyone see how soft and gooey you truly have become. Love songs transcend genres of music, but rather are classified by how it makes the listener feel.
At this point, you must be wondering to yourself: I sure wish Manny Fresh knew of a song that would perfectly encompass what a love song is all about but at the same time not make my ears bleed. Well, my loyal readers, you are in luck because this week I will be sharing a song just like that to you.
The sound waves I am recommending you voluntarily play in your ear canals this week is “Forever Love You More” by Anita Ward. The eighth and final track on her first studio album, Sweet Surrender, “Forever Love You More” is a beautiful ballad that could melt the heart of Jack Frost himself. From beginning to end, the emotion flowing from this track is enough to bring a grown man to tears. So please, listen responsibly, and I am not liable for any calls you make after listening to this track. Godspeed.
It was a much simpler time. Jimmy Carter was president, ESPN debuted on cable television, and a gallon of gasoline would have cost you a whopping 86 cents a gallon. Disco fever was still running strong throughout the country. Seats along the dance floors were feeling extremely deserted as everyone with a pulse gladly packed themselves on the floor across America.
Disco may have died on July 12th at Comiskey Park (see video below for context), but the The King of Pop had plans of his own. On August 10th, Michael Jackson dropped his first solo album: Off the Wall. The track I want to share with you all this week is “Get on the Floor”, the fourth track on the album.
Right from the get go, it’s hard to ignore the bodacious bass line this song is dishing out. “Get on the Floor” is an all you can eat buffet of funk and silky vocals. And there is nothing quite like a delicious desert after a hearty meal and Michael Jackson serves that up for us at the 2:43 mark of the song. Start with a chorus of trumpets, throw in some bongos, add a dash of scatting from the King of Pop, and finish it off with a generous helping of bass and you got yourself a concoction sure to leave you wanting more.