Let There Be Some Jazz Playin'
We exchanged morning pleasantries and upon further inquiry he asked what I was listening to. I replied with Jazz, which is usually what I begin my work days with. After some time, he asked "what's playing right now?" I smiled to myself and wrote back "Laura" by The Roy Hargrove, Christian McBride, Stephen Scott Trio. I smiled remembering the day I first heard it.
Sunday might just be my favorite day of the week. There's something serene in the air on Sundays. This one in particular dates back to November 2019bc ('before covid', yeah...saw it on Twitter so now it's real) and was spent in Brooklyn. Danielle and I hopped on a train from Bed Stuy over to Dumbo for a day at Brooklyn Flea with slight hangovers in tow. The smell of freshly baked donuts greeted me with a forehead kiss instantly curing me of my mixed liquor leprosy; and just like that with a Hibiscus donut in hand we were off perusing the treasures of the flea.
Set up in a huge loft space with floor to ceiling windows, it was easily an aesthete's dream. We rounded a corner and came face to face with Mid Century Modern furniture and this view. "Heaven you say? Is that where I am?" The woman minding her shop laughed and pointed out a few incredible pieces. It was the music that really caught my attention. "Do you know what song this is?" I ask while sitting in a chair that cost my LA rent times two. Her assistant walked over to the iPad and gave me the name, he then started it over- what an angel. He sheepishly grinned and shrugged after I complimented his choice and said "I just put on a random Pandora Station." "You still win" I said with DJ Khaled charisma while carefully sliding out of the chair that had lovingly swallowed me whole. We thanked them for their kindness and found ourselves fixated in front of this large window watching the city move by at a pigeons pace.
Music and Photography are easily my favorite mediums in line with writing, simply for how they move me. It was kismet that he'd asked me "What song is playing right now" and it to be this one. I shared this photo along with a video in which you could hear it softly playing in the background and see a ferry slowly coasting by. I confessed that I think part of the reason I take so many photos of places and things is in some part subconscious manifestation but because I like to look back and mentally transport myself back to these spaces and moments that moved me. Without the photo I can do that, but being visually inclined- it helps ignite the feeling. I can still remember the buttery leather chair on my butt, the Tiger's eye ring that I didn't buy that haunts me till this day (TILL THIS DAY!), the Hibiscus donut frosting underneath my nails, the Goyard purse I literally considered risking it all for, the pretty palm plants I almost considered carrying back on the L Train, the fine Black hipster dude I prayed was my soul mate and bargained with God for him to ask me for my number because I was too scared to approach him, and Me and Danielle laughing uncontrollably at...anything, we laugh at everything.
Shout out to "Laura"- for every time I hear your song, I'll remember a perfect Sunday.
Yeah...my ass would've looked crazy on the train with one of these babies.