Random childhood memory #68

I used to tell my friends that Anita Baker was my mother. I can remember trying to convince the kids in my kindergarten class that my mother wrote and sang "Sweet Love", as if they knew or cared who she was.

Apparently, as a toddler, whenever Anita came on TV, or her records were played, little Alex would scream and dance and, generally, lose my effing juvenile mind. I could recognize her voice, "sing" her songs, and mimick her crazy woman side-to-side shoulder rock like a champ. I've been told that if anybody touched one of her records, or moved it out of my reach, I'd raise hell. I laugh when my mom brings this up, because can actually picture it...considering the way I used to fag out for Janet at the age of 4.

I still actually feel a way when I hear "Sweet Love." Check out an amazing performance of the song:

And my Aunt STILL sounds like this. What's YOUR excuse Mariah?

*moment of silence for the death of Mimi's voice*

file this under geighbabies. thanks.