Category Archives: DJs

Greeeeeat Fucking Songs…

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Hello darlings…

My last post was about music. Specifically, suggested songs that I liked and would love to slow dance to. Awww. So romantic. So, of course, a friend of mine who was reading the post said, “you should do a post with songs to have SEX to!”

He then proceeded to sing “Bump and Grind”. Badly. Comically. Including the “my body is telling me NO, but my BODY…MY BODAAAAAY…”  When we finally composed ourselves,  he looked at me and said, “seriously. You should.”

Okay.

But instead of making it about MY choices, I decided to crowdsource, and create a list chosen by you, the people. I’ve asked a few questions on Twitter that help me inform my blogs, but dang…these answers came fast and furious. Pun intended.

So, here goes. These are the songs that YOU, dear readers love to have SEX to.

Oh, one of my favourite people Hey Homee, had me clarify (and rightfully so) whether these were songs to have sex to, or to make love to.

Sex. Hot. Sweaty. Exhilarating. Exhausting. Sex.

 

From @TinkaOCurry

Gimme Shelter – Rolling Stones

Comment. Ooooh. I’m a Stones girl. One of my older cousins was (and is) a hard-core fan.

Other suggestions: Playground Love by Air, Glory Box by Portishead.

 

From @KevinKCodes

Rock the Boat – Aaliyah

Comment: Kevin had a few suggestions, but I love this song by Baby Girl, and it’s my blog. So this is the one I’m posting

Other suggestions: Sock it to Me – Missy Elliot, Butter Love – Next

 

From @BigJacks

Lick the Pussy – Beatnuts

Comment: A hip hop aficionado (this DJ’s crates run really deep),  Jacks provided a few suggestions. All involved… “instructions”.
So I chose this one…ladies, you feel me?

Other suggestions: Kool G Rap “talk like sex”, 3-6 Mafia – Slob on my Knob, Any Too $hort song, Mobb Deep – Hit it from The Back

 

From @LidiaLF

Closer – Nine Inch Nails

Comment: In high school, one of my classmates walked in with a jacket with the band’s logo. I said, “what’s ‘nin?” When he stopped laughing, he lent me this CD. Whoa. Sidebar: I really love Maxwell’s remake of it too.

Other suggestions:  I’m Going Down – Mary J Blige, Criminal- Fiona Apple, #1 Crush – Garbage, One Minute Man – Missy Elliot

 

From @TrueOmegaNexus

WuTang x Jodeci – Freakin You Remix

Comment: how do you not nod your head while having sex to this song? #hiphopquestions

 

From @nuriddum

Old Skool Love – Divine Brown

Comment: Yesssssssssssss.

Other suggestion:  I Need You by BVSMP

 

From @djkariz

Anytime. Anyplace.  – Janet Jackson

Comment: Lobstar. One can have sex to this entire album. Yes. Including “Throb”.  And as @royalegg said, this is a “greeeeeat fucking song” (which is how I ended up with the title of this post!)

Other suggestion: Bohemian Rhapsody, but then I cussed him out for that. Not that people can’t get down to choruses…

 

From @dd_toronto

Anvil Chorus – Giuseppe Verdi’s Il Trovatore

Comment: admittedly, I didn’t know the name, but I recognized this right away when it started playing. Sidebar: Play a live recording so that you receive applause at the end…

 

From @CapnAllegra

I Want You – Elvis Costello

Comment: Well. Listen to these lyrics. It doesn’t get more plainly stated that this:

 

From @HeyHomee

Jodeci – Feenin’

Comment: Yup. This right here.

Other suggestions: Barry White – Never Gonna Give You Up. H-Town -Knockin Boots. Tevin Campbell – Tell me what you want me to do… then the next day, he added Twenty Four Play by Janet.

Sidebar: if you ever wondered what Jim Carrey might’ve looked like performing this song at karaoke… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRXhT8BsKYM

 

From @deejaymidz

Fuck All Night – Jay-Z

Comment: Sigh. DJs. But the line “emergency dick in a glass” always cracks me up. *Hov laugh*

 

Honorable mention from @BeeSince83

Robin Thicke – All Tied Up

She didn’t suggest it outright, but she did mention it…

Comment: Robin, honey? I don’t get why the stylist put you in that George Michael circa Faith leather jacket, but you get a pass this time because I do love your voice.

Today  on the East Coast, the temps are set to reach a high of 32 degrees (or 90 for you Yankees). A night of hot. Steamy. Sex… and this is your soundtrack.

It’s Friday the 13th. Get lucky.

xoxo/hlbb

Slow and Seductive (Songs)

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Based on a comment I made on Twitter, someone asked me what songs would I choose to slow dance to. Oh gawd, do you know how many songs that would be? I loved this question, because I love to slow dance. Yeah. Go’head and laugh. I know that my persona doesn’t really match that statement, but one of the millions of ways to HLBB’s heart is a good, slow, dance. I could slow dance for hours. So, I went through my iTunes, and here are my suggestions. These favoured slow songs are because of the lyrics and how they were sung. But usually it’s a line or two that hit me and it gets added to the list of songs I’d slow dance to…the list is always growing.

By the way, this was a lot more fun than the other post I was working on, which was about unappreciated and unhappy wives/girlfriends…But I’m still going to post that.

P.S. to the guy who asked the question, “the best time/place?” Spontaneously. When she’s least expecting it. Just throw the song on and ask her to dance. Review old episodes of the Cosby Show; Cliff was the master of this. Oh, and I don’t think slow songs can be effectively used as a seduction tactic…they’re best used when you’ve already gotten the girl.

Eric Clapton – Wonderful Tonight

I feel wonderful/Because I see the love light in your eyes/And the wonder of it all/Is that you just don’t realize/How much I love you…

Jodeci – Lately

A version that I love more than the original…

Lately I’ve been staring in the mirror/And It’s very slowly picking me apart/I’ve tried to tell myself I have no reason/With your heart

George Michael – I Can’t Make You Love Me

Again, another song I love more than the original. Yeah, I know Adele did her own version. Doesn’t stack up.

Turn down the lights/turn down the bed/
Turn down these voices inside my head/
Lay down with me/tell me no lies…

Meshell Ndegeocello – Outside Your Door

One of the best decisions Madonna ever made was to give this woman a record deal…

Here I sit outside your door/Talk to me/No one can ever love you more/Talk to me.

D’Angelo – Lady

Warning. You must have rhythm to slow dance to this song. No stiff box step with this track. Come correct or don’t use the song at all.

I’m tired of hiding what we feel /I’m trying to come with the real/And I’m gonna make it know/’Cause I want them to know

Jeff Buckley – Hallelujah

Maybe it’s because I’m morbid, but I don’t get why this song is used for death scenes on so many TV shows. Keeping that in mind, you may not want to use it, lest the lady think you’re dying or something. When I heard a local singer do Buckley’s version live this lyric hit me:

But remember when I moved in you/And the holy dove was moving too/And every breath we drew was Hallelujah…

(I wanted to take him home, but settled for being his friend…sigh)

Enzo Enzo – Les Yeux Ouverts

You’ll recognize the melody even if you don’t know the words.

De chéri mon amour, comme je m’ennuie/Tous les jours se ressemblent à present/Tu me manques terriblement…

Maxwell – Fistful of Tears

This voice.

Open your eyes/See what’s in front of your face/Save me my fistful of tears…

Nina Simone – Black is the Colour of My True Love’s Hair

Flawless.

Lenny Kravitz – It Ain’t Over ‘til it’s Over

So much time wasted/Playing games with love…

Simply Red – Holding Back the Years

Man, Mick Hucknall is a funny looking dude. But he can sing.

I’ve wasted all my tears/Wasted all of those years/And nothing had the chance to be good/Cause nothing ever could oh yeah…

N’Sync – Gone

Judge me all you fucking want. I love this song.

There’s a thousand words that I could say/to make you come home…

Michael Jackson – Butterflies

My favourite MJ song.

I just wanna touch and kiss/And I wish that I could be with you tonight/You give me butterflies inside, inside and I…

Maria McKee – If Love is a Red Dress (Hang Me in Rags)

I have slowed danced to this song. He played the song repeatedly. Any time I hear this song, I’m taken back to the best slow dance I’ve ever had.

I’ve laid it on the table/You had something back/If love is Aces/Give me the Jack…

Prince – Adore

Do I have to explain this…?

Until the end of time / I’ll be there for u/U are my heart and mind/truly I adore u…

(no, no YouTube link. A: I won’t find one and B: if you don’t have this song in your iTunes, I can’t acknowledge your existence…)

Go ahead, tell me what I missed.

UPDATE: I forgot a couple…

Rufus Chaka Khan – Tell Me Something Good

Like D’Angelo, you need rhythm for this one…

 

Rufus Chaka Khan – Sweet Thing

I think you are the one for me /Here is where you ought to be/I just want to satisfy, ya/Though you’re not mine/I can’t deny, ya/Don’t you hear me talking baby/Love me now or I’ll go crazy

My love letter to men…

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Dear Men,

I know I’m hard on you, a lot. But it’s because I love men.

(oh just stop with the eye rolling and snorts. I really do…)

You know what’s really crazy? I know a ton of women who love men.  Even my Twifey Darling Nicky999 paid tribute to you a few months back. Despite their flaws and shortcomings; in fact, they love them because of it.  So, on behalf of those women, in 1000 words, a Valentine’s love letter…

We love men who can’t dance, but try. We love men who take risks. We love men who own the room when they walk into it (especially alpha females). We love the shy boys who hang back and observe. We love men who smile (especially when that smile is only for us). We love men who open doors. We love men who let us take the lead (whether it be in the boardroom or the bedroom). We love men who are passionate – about work, life, music, and yes, even video games (passionate, not absorbed).

We love men who cook. We love men who can order a pizza like nobody’s business. We love men who love shoes. We love men that have their main barber and a backup for emergencies. We love men who read, even if it’s only one magazine. We love men that are grammar police. We love men that love porn. We love men who are buff. We love skinny men. We love men with bellies.

We love men who live clean lives. We love men who drink and get high. We love men who put up our shelves and assemble our IKEA furniture. We love men who can make us laugh. We love men who make us cry. We love men that laugh at themselves. We love men who are ticklish. We love men who hold our hands. We love men who can talk for hours about important shit. We love men who can talk about nonsensical shit for hours. We love men who will watch So You Think You Can Dance Canada. We love men who watch all day marathons of Seinfeld.We love men that love rap, rock, hip-hop, ambient, pop music, reggae, soca, classical, jazz, country and/or zouk. We love the men that sing along to every song. We love the men who only bob their heads to the beat.

We love the men who are firm and loving fathers, doting uncles and protective big brothers. We love men who are faithful sons, caring cousins and wise grandfathers. We love the little men that call us “mommy”. We love men who smell like musk and sweat after a hard day of work. We love men who smell like fine cologne. We love men who call us honey, baby, boo, mami, bella, and yes, even wifey. We love the men who have pictures of us in their wallets or on the home screen of their phones. We love men who respect us. We love men with an Entourage. We love men like Turtle. We love men like E. We love men like Vince. We love men like Ari. (“Drama”? Not so much). We love men who say they just want to spend the night with us and leave the entourage at home.

We love men who value our contributions to their lives. We love men who admire our skills as mothers. We love men who play pool, poker and dominoes. We love men who keep it real when it’s something worth keeping it real for. We love men who will steal bread to feed their families if they have to. We love men who will have their friend’s back in a fight, right or wrong. We love men who will defend our honour. We love men who let us handle the fight on our own.

We love men who will sweep us off our feet. We love men who will sweep the floor. We love men who can provide us with wisdom. We love men who seek our wisdom. We love men in suits. We love men who have never tied a tie. We love men who are ballers. We love men who only wear blue collars. We love men who kill bugs. We love men who freak at the sight of spiders. We love men with curls, dreads, spikes, twists, waves, pompadours and shaved heads. We love men who see with perfect vision. We love men who have to wear coke bottle glasses.

We love men who can speak to a room. We love men who speak to us as if we’re the only ones in the room. We love men that move nations. We love men that stir hearts. We love men with the keys to their Lexus. We love the men who take the subway every day. We love men who use a bicycle to get around.  We love men who can fix cars. We love men who have CAA and their mechanic on speed dial.

We love men who can dunk. We love men who ace the shot. We love men who can drop pass. We love men who can rappel face first. We love men who never have to mulligan. We love men who know the offisides rule. We love men who can spike. We love men who catch that fly ball. We love men who can buttonhook. We love men who have a strong baseline game.

We love men that keep kosher. We love men who Salah. We love men who go to church every Sunday. We love the men who go for Midnight Mass once a year. We love men who know all the words to japji sahib. We love men who follow the way of the Tao. We love men who believe in Buddha. We love men who believe in Jah. We love men who follow Shiva. We love men who don’t believe in it any of it.

We love the men who are loyal. We love men who are loyal to us. We love the men who inspire us to be better women. We love the men that find us their inspiration. We love the men that are our friends. We love the men that are our boyfriends. We love the men that are our husbands. We love (even if we hate) the fathers of our child(ren).

We love you when we wake up and we love when you’re that last call of the night.

We love you.

Ladies…feel free to take any of these sentences and tweet them!

it’s true, women like men with really big…

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Hearts.

I’m not talking romance. I’m talking compassion, passion and drive. Now I know you want to always come hard, have swagger and be the alpha male, but you can do that with heart. Women swoon when a man can either show compassion, be passionate about something, or show drive. You think I’m bull-shitting? Come out on January 28th, 2010 to Wet Bar where these fine DJs will be spinning for the We See You Haiti Fundraiser

….and the list goes on and on…(check back for updates)

Compassion is defined as “sympathetic consciousness of others’ distress together with a desire to alleviate it”. You will see a lot of compassion over the coming days weeks and months – these guys were mobilized within 24 hours to do something. They answered the call, they said “when and where?” instead of “who and why?”.

Passion. These guys love what they do so much that they’ll do it for free. Yes, I said free. They aren’t collecting any payments or a cut of the door. The money you pay to hear what these all stars do best will be going directly to relief efforts in Haiti. The venue? Donated. Now, not only are they passionate about what they do, they’re passionate about this cause, so there will be no half-assed sets from these gentlemen. I’ve seen what they can do and trust me when I say you’d pay double to hear what they’re set to bring to the (turn)table…

Drive. Driven to be better, go longer, work harder. That’s what these guys do. They are driven by their craft, spend hours elevating it and for that they have fans, accolades and more…I’d also wager that very few of them are single…why? Not because of their bank accounts, swagger or hardness. But because of their compassion, passion and drive. This is how they show it…

How will you show yours?

If you want pointers, want to see how it turns a woman on when a man has a big heart? Then, I expect to see you at Wet Bar on January 28th for “L’Union Fait La Force” WE SEE YOU HAITI – I’ll be the one in the red, swooning in the front row…