We’re excited to share with you today the first single from Dr. Guy’s Musiqology’s The Colored Waiting Room project, “Stolen Moments.” The song’s message evokes the ideas of enticement, desire and fulfillment. It musically frames those private and pleasurable “stolen moments” that might begin with a simple phone call, the curious intensity of a passing glance, that something in an acquaintance’s tone of voice that all suggests promise. Poet and writer Honorée Jeffers has written a meditation on this idea from a woman’s perspective. Check it out—then listen to and enjoy vocalist Denise King’s sultry and subtle vibe on this hot Dr. Guy’s Musiqology track!
For a free download of “Stolen Moments” go to: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/drguysmusiqology2
Learn more about the album at http://musiqology.com/2011/11/29/the-colored-waiting-room-presents-dr-guys-musiqology/ & http://musiqology.com/2012/01/17/what-are-you-waiting-for-colored-waiting-room-single-drops-friday/
A grown woman knows what she wants. Knows how to give, knows how to—I want a house on the beach. Did I tell you that? Windows facing the water. Sun coming up in the morning, after a long night, so sweet. A king-sized bed because I need a lot of room to move in the hours that belong to me. (Please.) And lots of music. I like to hear a man playing his piano in the background, all that sweet night. All those long hours. The keys, his fingers reminding me of when we—now when can you come over? Maybe around midnight, later? It’s been a while. (If you like, I’ll say please.) I miss you. You miss me. Of course, I know you do. You miss how we—and the sand under my feet. The long walks into nowhere. The thoughts of you I can’t shake from my head. Music, my king-sized lonely, a brother’s soft, calloused hands—what time? I’ll take off early if you need. It’s been too long. I can keep secrets, even the best ones about music and a moon and wide-open windows. Songs of high, night notes a woman likes to sing. Glimpses of a man in the sun, before he has to leave me—I can’t even lie. I like to steal sometimes. But I do give back, willingly. And I want, but I never tell. No one has to know. That’s what makes us grown.