It was 1982 and I was walking miles home after our old Econoline van broke down, yet again, in the rural farm land of Germantown, New York. I was singing Luther Vandross tunes at the top of my lungs. Serenading the cows who seemed to like it – all of them trotting up to the fences to get a better look at this feisty, happy, woman who was really belting it out. I was singing the one above, plus these next two which are two of the best love tunes I have ever heard… a bit obsessive but they still get to me all these years later. (As do some Dionne Warwick tunes but will save her for another day.)
A thousand kisses from you is never too much! 🙂
Sweeter than sweet, oh yeah…
It doesn’t matter if it is a sad tune or a poppin love tune, Vandross brought it home, every time. Hard to believe, even after all these years, that he’s gone. What a loss for all of us.
1982.. it’s like ten lifetimes ago but I can still remember that day so vividly. I was so young. I had so many dreams. Back then I couldn’t have imagined my life would be like this, here exactly fourty years later, but that’s the wonder of the journey. Just gotta roll with whatever gets served up. I’m finally taking to heart the lesson that you absolutely must care about how you feel, to do what it takes to feel good, feel right, feel real and if you don’t you have to do something about it. That’s what it’s all about.
Sounds selfish but it’s not because when you’re in that place of joy, of bliss, of feeling good, then you bring your best self to every situation and relationship.
Anyway, couldn’t be happier that YouTube served up this surprise for me this morning and took me down memory road. I’m having great appreciation for Mr. Vandross and what he gave me in his short time here with us.