its not delivery ... its a pick up.

marvelettes - please mr. postman (1961)


i dont know what it is about celebrity deaths that make things so personal for me. even when my grandpa died i didnt cry as much as when i found out that lucille ball had passed. i damn near refused to go to school in memoriam. im positive that it has everything to do with the fact that lucy basically raised me since i saw her more than my own mama (thank you syndicated television). yes it was the perfect latchkey relationship. once again we lost another pop icon and today i sadden when i read the news that co-founder of the marvelettes, gladys horton, had passed at the age of the 66. then i was even more sadden when i found out that she was only 15 years old when the marvelettes recorded "please mr. postman" in 1961. really, 15? you know where im going with this...what happened in the past 60 years that caused todays 15 year old to sound like they're hooked on helium instead of phonics? has the musical talent been that filtered? forget that, has entertainment in general lost its mind and standards? its like trying to sell crack to whitney houston and we know how she feels about that. kids are not only slanging record deals, but clothing and perfume lines, candy and makeup products, birth control contraceptives, debit cards, video games, office supplies, door mats, garden hoses, everything you can think of...its a fucked monopoly controlled by stage parents and money whored executives. yet these kids talents are as relevant as ovaltine is to the chocolate milk industry. yuck. lawd help 'em! anyway im glad i had the opportunity to familiarized myself with the likes of ms. horton. thank you for the hope.

for my mom ...if you know my mom, you can totally picture her singing this song. love the memories! thanks mama!
marvelettes - beechwood 45789 (an actual phone number)