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Thursday Tunes: Goapele - "Play"

So who is Goapele??? The former dread locked (*weeps*) vocalist from Oakland, CA, is a unique soul singer with a unique story.

 Borne Goapele Mohlabane,Goapele's South African father Douglas Mohlabane was an exiled political activist who struggled against the Apartheid System. Goapele's New York-born Israeli Jewish mother Noa[5] had been attending protests since the age of 12. Noa attended Friends World College and was studying in Nairobi, Kenya, where she met and married Douglas. Goapele and her older brother DJ Namane Mohlabane were raised in a California South African exile community. (Wikipedia, "Goapele")


 Her first album, Even Closer, was on heavy rotation on my CD player (yes..this was before I had an Ipod). Her song was "Closer", a song that really motivated me. Her follow up, "Change it All", feature some nice tracks like First Love".  She is just a positive spirit..in the same vein as India.Arie.


 But this song?? WHEW! Goapele went straight for the sex.... as soon as the instrumental intro comes on...you know this is not a game. She came ready to sex it up. I swear..... I wanna formulate some sort of pole dance routine to this.... It's a departure for Goapele...but she does it well.

My fav lyrics:
I wanna go, where you never been, 
This is not me trying to give in
Said you had a taste, but you really don't know
I think I can help what you're looking for, 
Cause this is what we're living for
I mean, this is what we're dying to do!







 


This is song is just ..well.."SEX" right now for me (LOL) I'm telling you all...get up on some Goapele...you won't be dissapointed.

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  1. Love this song - her voice is so beautiful!

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