I was attempting to rouse myself out of my doldrums this morning by playing around on SingSnap.com. One of the featured songs today was the wretched "Loving You" by Minnie Riperton. Minnie Riperton led a tragically short life. She died at age 31 of breast cancer. I didn't know it until a minute ago, but she was the mother of music engineer Marc and actress/comedienne Maya Rudolph. Maya Rudolph is my age. I don't know anything about Maya Rudolph, but it looks like she's been successful.
This isn't to say that Minnie Riperton didn't have a fine voice. She did. And she hits that high note with aplomb. I just don't like "Loving You" because it reminds me of feminine hygiene ads.
There's something almost cartoonish about this song. I feel like I'm listening to Olive Oyl...
People must have loved this song, though, because I still hear it and people try to sing it on SingSnap. As far as I'm concerned, this is one song that ought to be locked tight in the Dungeon of the Past.
This isn't to say that Minnie Riperton didn't have a fine voice. She did. And she hits that high note with aplomb. I just don't like "Loving You" because it reminds me of feminine hygiene ads.
There's something almost cartoonish about this song. I feel like I'm listening to Olive Oyl...
People must have loved this song, though, because I still hear it and people try to sing it on SingSnap. As far as I'm concerned, this is one song that ought to be locked tight in the Dungeon of the Past.
