As soon as I heard this record, I had to post a Blog. This song immediately touched me. I felt and understood every word spoken. The story that’s being told is about a women’s addiction to “Hov” also know as “Heroin”. It’s an up beat tempo, which at first listen, seemed unlikely for such a deep song, but I then grasped my own meaning of it. That’s what music is all about; expressing what moves you within that particular verse or courses. When I heard the song, I changed the word Hov and Heroin, too Love and Devil. To me these words are very much alike. I took out the word “Heroin” because I believed that, if you put any negative word in its place, it would still have the same effect. Now I’ve never used drugs, but I have been in love, and in its own way, can be an addiction. While listening, my memory went back to a place where love once belonged, but is now clearly lost. It was a time in my life when I was clearly addicted to my own form of heroin and I call it “Love”. It wasn’t that slow Barry White, Marvin Gay; long walks threw the park, kind of love. It was that grieve stricken, heart broken, too in love to leave ya, kind of love. So what I got from the song was my own interpretation of an experience I went threw and over came. I know this post is a little more interment, but I’m speaking to you all on a level that is common for me. I want to express myself, and what better way to do that, then threw my Public Diary. I want you all to go and get the American Gangster Album; it’s a really good listen.
Monday, November 5, 2007
American Gangster Song Review Jay-Z "I know"
As soon as I heard this record, I had to post a Blog. This song immediately touched me. I felt and understood every word spoken. The story that’s being told is about a women’s addiction to “Hov” also know as “Heroin”. It’s an up beat tempo, which at first listen, seemed unlikely for such a deep song, but I then grasped my own meaning of it. That’s what music is all about; expressing what moves you within that particular verse or courses. When I heard the song, I changed the word Hov and Heroin, too Love and Devil. To me these words are very much alike. I took out the word “Heroin” because I believed that, if you put any negative word in its place, it would still have the same effect. Now I’ve never used drugs, but I have been in love, and in its own way, can be an addiction. While listening, my memory went back to a place where love once belonged, but is now clearly lost. It was a time in my life when I was clearly addicted to my own form of heroin and I call it “Love”. It wasn’t that slow Barry White, Marvin Gay; long walks threw the park, kind of love. It was that grieve stricken, heart broken, too in love to leave ya, kind of love. So what I got from the song was my own interpretation of an experience I went threw and over came. I know this post is a little more interment, but I’m speaking to you all on a level that is common for me. I want to express myself, and what better way to do that, then threw my Public Diary. I want you all to go and get the American Gangster Album; it’s a really good listen.
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thats how i feel about a few songs i cant just really pinpoint one song 4:16 PM
they take you back to a place or they put you in a place 4:17 PM
whatever yo i know what you mean though 4:17 PM
this is going to give your reader a very good differ view of you it should really work in opening your readers eyes they love shit like that
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