Bygbaby.com Mind Spill Blog Yesterday 04/21/06 marked 3 years sine we have lost the High Priestess of soul & all out GODDESS Eunice Waymon aKa Nina Simone. I recall when I heard the news of her death vividly. I was on vacation for the week as I was preparing for my summer gardening cleaning up from the previous years growth. When I came in for the day I grabbed a pop/soda & flopped on the couch sweaty & funky self & popped on the news & Nina’s picture was displayed & I knew what was next; the saddest news ever “MY” Nina was gone. For the next few days, I immersed myself with Nina’s music as a tribute; I guess this was the next best thing I could do vs going to France for her funeral.

As I type this post I am listening to “Funkier Than a Mosquito’s Tweeter”. Anyway I will stop here a) because it is 324 am b) I have to get up in 3 hrs to work OT c) this is a saddening topic.

One last note: I am happy that I was able to see Nina perform live in in her last US show @ the Detroit Fox Theater & I was lucky enough to be in the orchestra pit 3 rows from the stage. I wanted to throw a pair of draws on the stage, but my Suite Suzy threatened to cut me if I did, so…

Bygbaby.com Mind Spill BlogFunkier Than a Mosquito’s Tweeter | It is Finished | 1974

You’re nothing but a dirty, dirty old man. You do your thinking with a one track mind Keep talkin’ about heaven glory but. On your face is a different story Clean up your rap your story’s getting dusty Wash out your mouth. Your lies are getting rusty. Can’t believe nothing you say. ‘Cause I’m around and I see what you do You know you’re funky as a mosquito’s tweeter. You gotta mouth like a herd of boll weevils. Same old game, same old thing. You never changed Always rappin ’bout the same old thing.

I got something to tell ya. I got something to tell you baby. But you ain’t hip to baby. Blowin’ minds is a thing of the past. You blew your chance that’s why you never last. You want to be a graduate mother. But in reality just another brother. You think you slick but could Stand a lot of greasing .The things you do ain’t never really pleasin’. Can’t believe nothin’ you say. ‘Cause I’m around and I see what you do. You know you funky as a mosquito’s tweeter. You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils .Same old game, same old thing. A…lways rappin ’bout the same old thing .You beautiful, beautiful Beautiful, beautiful.

Brought yourself a pot of baked stew. Nothin’ worse than an educated fool. Talkin’ sex is your favorite conversation. But peace and love is a famous generation. What’s in your head has really started. Showing your conversation gettin’ kinda boring. Can’t believe nothin’ you say. ‘Cause I’m around and I see what you do. You know you funky as a mosquito’s tweeter. You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils. Same old game, same old game. Same old thing you never change. Same old game, same old thing. Always rappin’ ’bout the same old thing!!!!!!!!!!!!
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