"Roll Out"- LaBelle
OHMYGOSH!!! This is definitely a Monday! I thank God for giving me the strength to make it in to work after my action-packed and emotional weekend. If you read my last post, then you know that not only did I get the chance to see Maxwell in concert on Friday and Patti LaBelle in concert on Saturday, but I also moved out of the house that my ex and I shared for almost four years on Sunday.
I have always wanted to see my favorite male singer, Maxwell in concert and on Friday my wish came true. The Pearl at the Palms Hotel and Casino was a perfect venue for his show. Large, yet, intimate, there was no bad seat in the whole house. Opening for the king of neo-soul was new artist Jazmine Sullivan (I admire her swagger and love her single, "Need U Bad," but think that her entire cd is sketchy, at best. She did shine though during her live performance, which makes me want to go back and give her a second chance). Sullivan's stage was very basic and dark. When it came time for the headliner's act, the entire stage had been changed. There were several platforms that had a staircase cutting down the middle (imagine what the dancers on Dreamgirls' "Steppin' To The Bad Side" were dancing on) used for his 10-piece band (which, by the way, were on loan to him by none other than Sade!!!) to spread themselves out on. Everyone on stage was DRESSED for the GODS, evoking 1940's Harlem-a-la-Eddie Murphy's Harlem Nights). The show started when Maxwell descended down the stairs as the band opened with his song "Get To Know You." For an hour and a half, Maxwell sang (he sounds even better live than he does on his cds) all of his hits including "Sumthin=Sumthin'", "Lifetime," and "This Woman's Work." He brought the house down with "Fortunate," and a rendition of Al Green's "Simply Beautiful." He even debuted two new songs, "Pretty Wings," and "Bad Habits" (get ready to LOVE that one!). After the show was over he came back out and performed "Whenever, Wherever, Whatever"-- not only did he make it beautiful, but his delivery of it was sexy as hell! My personal favorite performance of the night was "Til The Cops Come Knockin'"--- I swear he sang it for close to 15 minutes. I was dizzy after it was over. Not only did a woman throw her panties on stage, but Maxwell, himself said he was getting worked up during the song and hinted at getting an erection while he was singing it! I WAS DONE!!!! What is so funny, is that Soyraia flaked at the last second and my friend Michael filled in by taking her ticket, but he only stayed for Jazmine Sullivan's set and the beginning of Maxwell. As soon as he left ALL of the single women SWOOPED on me. Poor things!
I didn't even have time to fully recover from seeing my musical-baby-daddy before heading to see the blessing that is Patti LaBelle. This was my second Patti LaBelle concert and by far my favorite. I screamed so much at the first on that I don't think I had the chance to really enjoy what an awesome entertainer she is. Though I was surrounded by thousands of people, I really felt like she was singing right to me, like I was having my own private listening party. For two hours, Ms. LaBelle made her way all over the stage, providing a little "Patti Talk", kicking off shoes, and singing notes that should be illegal or prescribed in small dosages as to prevent overdose. The most touching part of the show was when Patti did a tribute to Jennifer Hudson, calling her a little angel and then singing the HELL OUT OF "One Night Only." She broke out in tears before the song was over. Of course she gave out a shout out to Luther Vandross, Isaac Hayes, Bernie Mac, Sean Levert, Donda West (Kanye's mother), Bud Ellison, her mother, father and three sisters. She called all of those people her O.G. (original gangsta) friends. In that moment, I realized that Patti LaBelle really has seen a lot of death in her life and has come out on the other side. Very few know the type of pain she has felt and to think about how she has overcome is very inspiring indeed. She closed the show with her signature, "Somewhere Over The Rainbow." The show was over (so over that one of the back-up singers picked up her purse, that was by her feet the whole time--- no lie!--- and walked smooth off the stage!), but the audience was not having it! We were yelling, screaming and stomping our feet. I have never heard anything like it... not even for Janet Jackson! John Stanley, her musical director, went off stage and rounded everyone back up and made them come back. It was soooooooo impromptu. Impromptu, but ended up being the finest performance of the night!!! When Patti returned to stage EVERYONE rushed to the edge of it. Security couldn't even stop us and they gave up even trying. Patti took that opportunity to thank us and SHOW OUT! Her rendition of "I'll Stand By You" brought me to tears and now stands as one of my favorite songs of all time! Wait until I upload my pics from the concert! You are going to gag!!!!!!!!!!
Well, then Sunday came along! MOVING DAY. I can't say that I was looking forward to it or dreading it. What I can say is that it had to come to pass. The day was both emotionally and physically taxing. I did the moving completely by myself. I did not expect my ex to help me, but I think I am more shocked that my friends did not even offer to help me. I think that Michael may have offered on Friday, and I know that TallT wanted to help but he had to work (he let me use his truck for the day to haul my boxes to my storage unit), but surprisingly, X-Man is the one that I have yet to hear from, to see how I am doing. Especially since I was soooooo there for him during and after his split from his ex. I can't put too much energy in it though, because I am sure that it is not intentional. He is busy with increased responsibility at work, new classes for his second Master's degree and his current boyfriend. I have been guilty of being ghost in the past, so I guess what goes around comes around, right? Right. Anyways, thirteen hours later, I am still moving. I don't know why. It is not like I was moving a lot of stuff. I think it is just because, after living somewhere for four years, there are a lot of memories and things hidden in the oddest of places. I really try to be independent and initially wanted to do the move by myself, but have to admit, that I wish one of my friends would have been there to help keep my spirits up the couple of times I broke down (not because I want to save the relationship, but because, to be leaving the way I am, with next to nothing, makes me feel like all of the sacrifice was a waste). Anyways, though I am officially moved out, I have to go back this afternoon with additional boxes to pick up some odds and ends and clean up (yes, I am nice like that). After a few bitter exchanges, we (my ex and I) have agreed to sit down on Wednesday and discuss the division of assets and debt (I am not holding my breath, but this is his last chance to show me that he is the decent person I hope he is). Ain't that some stuff?
Some weekend, hunh? What did you guys do?