Learning to be brown and bearded in Brooklyn.
Blow by Jarell Perry
I’m typically weary of covers of songs that are less than a year old; in most instances, I haven’t even had enough time to let the song sink in and I’m still trying to experience it. All of it. And when I saw his name, and that track, I must admit that felt an emptiness trying to make room for disappointment, just in case it needed somewhere to land.
Five spins later, I don’t know how I feel. But, I like it. It’s interesting (and not in the way that most people slyly suggest that something is trash). Perry took a song that was fun, flirty and upbeat and turns it into a dark, mellow and sensual groove; and did it without losing its meaning; which, in itself, is a feat. And all I can say is: yes. Yes. Yes.
Pair with this excellent read on why human character is a constant evolution, not a fixed quality.
—Why Don't We Fall In Love
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