In the effort to help a friend write in her diary regularly, I came up with a whole bunch of questions.... just in case she ran out of ideas on what to write about. So, this is an introduction to The Pages of My Diary : #01...
Name one of your favorite songs. Give a memory about it. Every detail! Where were you? Who was there? How old were you? What was going on?
About two weeks ago, I was at a Baby Luau... sidebar on Baby Luau's... it's a party celebrating a childs first year of life here in Hawai'i. It is a big event. Historically, children died within their first year of life. So, if the child made it past that first year, a big celebration was held. The tradition still lives today.
So anyway, there I am at this party and the band playing, Inoa'Ole was just OFF THE CHAINS. Along with original music, they played stuff from the 70's and 80's. They had me when they started playing some Earth Wind and Fire. They sang some New Edition. "Mr Telephone man, there's something wrong with my line. When I dial my babies number I hear a click everytime." It was AWESOME. I had so much fun. This guy, George Taulani has a set of pipes on him that are so smoothe, so beautiful, so masculine... just WONDERFUL. The CD probably doesn't do him ANY justice.
So I'm sitting there at this party and loving the music and loving the vibe in the air. Then the band sings, "Every Little Step I Take" by Mr. Bobby Brown. That opening keyboard sequence IMMEDIATELY took me back 17 years. 1988 is the original release date.
"Every Little Step..." was the CUTT! The popularity of that song lasted way over a year. It was being played at all the dances. The Thursday Night Special is a talent show that occured once a year in the little neighborhood I grew up in. So, my brother and his friends hook up a little routine to that song for the talent show. My friends was "crushing" hard on my brother... that puppy love stuff. We had to be all of 13 years old. **giggling**
So the Thursday Night Special comes along and me and my girlies are sitting in the audience. Russ and his friends come out in black jeans and black turtle necks. You know this is the era of africa medallions, cross colours and Kid & Play dance moves. And they just go off. The crowd is roaring. It was INTENSE and way toooo much fun.
These are the memories associated with Every Little Step! That I'm sitting in an audience with my favorite girls... and we're all screaming at the top of our lungs. That summer was the end of innocense for some of those girls I sat with and WE were never the same.