Kaleidoscope Tastes For an Opaque Kind of Soul

7:25AM:

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Gumbling...

"Mom, are you awake? I'm hungry."

Uhmpf...flips over in bed. "Huh? what?"

"I'm hungry!"

Small feet walk out of parallel room, then peak into room.

"Oh hey mom! Good morning!" Child proceeds to hop on bed. A hard side eye is given.

My mornings and all I can do is grab my computer and head downstairs to begin breakfast.

This time in somewhat isolation, lol, has been interesting. I think it forces you to confront yourself. If anything is out of whack...well, there's nothing to distract you from that. I find that music reflects my mood and can help me sort out how I feel turning me into Bumblebee with only lyrics to explain myself.

Here's to the Night by Eve 6 brings back a lot of memories. Flashes of being drunk and running full speed down the uneven sidewalk at night like I was on fire. Having only my friends' voices and the wind echo in my ears or it being the end of the most exciting moment in my life at 16. A party that became a full energy and mosh pit included endorphin fest and ended with a busted toe because Steve, a very large guy, stepped on it in the pit. I usually listen to this song when I want to be transported to a time when I had no responsibilities, fresh eyes and an untainted soul pure as new diapers. A slice of comfort.

Superbad by James Brown and the J.B.'s...well, well, well, this gets played about twice on repeat because it's just downright funky and if you can get into that groove, that sublime vibe, then I'll tell you this. You will feel superbad. Catwalk and all, lol. It helps me feel a bit better when I need to take the bus somewhere other than just down the street. I pick up my mom's medicine and that can make me a tad anxious. So, to get me in my "I'm da shit" mood. I listen to this and stroll outside.

Don't Judge Me by Janelle Monáe is a part of my reflection time. When I'm doing my New Moon Intentions, soul searching and trying to manifest my highest good. It's hard not to think about how flawed you are and how you're just doing the best you can. I remember I sent this song to my boyfriend when we were still fresh to each other's skin. It helped me say what I needed to. Of course, come to find out he loves more than my disguise. Plus, this song is funky and slick and sounds like black velvet.

Another James Brown favorite comes on when my son starts trying to test my patience. Papa Don't Take No Mess. Yes, oh yes that little boy tries me and once I've reminded him that I'm not the one. I play my song only it's Momma Don't Take No Mess in my head. Though, during the time of reflection I have found I think of my dad more. I can't say why but I have been and this song reminds me of him. Just a badass. Complicated, soft, brilliant, hilarious, closed, deep and wide open.

I love, love Eartha Kitt and Nina Simone. Just An Old-Fashioned Girl by Eartha Kitt and Take Care of Business by Nina Simone has me wishing I had the financial security Kitt speaks of, lol. Phew, right now that kind of tycoon level life would be nice. The uncertainty of now is stressful and this song helps me feel nice, reminding me that I'm just an old fashioned girl. I have what Simone talks about, which is of great comfort. This song makes me think of him. It also, makes me think of a big mahogany desk, a 3 piece suit, lamp and a cigar.

The last of my playlist rundown has to be the songs my son and I listen to. I have to say I am a fan of a few WWE entrance songs. Triple H has some of my favorites. However, in recent years there are two that he and I enjoy rocking out to and singing loudly. The Rising Son( Shinsuke Nakamura) by WWE, CFO$ and Glorious Domination(Bobby Roode) by WWE, CFO$. Sometimes you just need to blast an epic song, head bang and get lost, these are great for that.

To this playlist we paint, dance, talk thoughtfully and just vibe together(only the songs that aren't mom's "special" songs). I hope you enjoy them. I'll be honest I narrowed it down. Didn't even touch the 80's I don't think, lol.

Anyways, just getting by one lyric at a time.