I'll take you there

I got up at 3am this morning and I've been doing some cleaning and basically blaring music, which is the beautiful thing about the Florida room. Since it's an enclosed porch, there is nothing above it or below it - short of a closed up well.

So I can be as loud as I want.

And I've declared today National Soul Day (because I CAN) and it's been like being in the middle of a Gospel Revival so far. Now I want you to play this song, loudly. I don't care if you just do it once, but for the love of all things good - listen to it all the way through. Just ONCE, that's all I'm asking.

I know a place
Ain't nobody cryin'
Ain't nobody worried
Ain't no smilin' faces
Mmm, no no
Lyin' to the races
Help me, come on, come on
Somebody, help me now
(I'll take you there)
Help me, ya'all
(I'll take you there)
Help me now
(I'll take you there)
Oh!
(I'll take you there)
Oh! Oh! Mercy!
(I'll take you there)
Oh, let me take you there

I don't believe you can listen to this song at top volume five times without being in a better mood.

If you don't like that version (even though it's the original by the The Staple Singers) - this is a good one too. You have to get to the 25 second mark for it to start though (by Karen Clark Sheard).

I'm not even going to get into the sacrilegious thought I had when I first put this song on today and heard, "Ain't nobody cryin', Ain't nobody worried, Ain't no smilin' faces" and immediately thought of a crack house.

Well, come on - technically, no one is cryin' or worried or smiling at a crack house... I once shared a roof with a crack house and all I saw was little happy people... that's a whole other story though (and why I loved living in the City... never a dull moment...)

I would like to post a warning, however - just a little side note this morning. Whomever came up with the idea that black and white square tiles in a kitchen was a good idea - is an idiot and clearly not someone that's ever had to try to keep a kitchen floor clean. They may be beautiful for the 5 minutes they stay sparkling, but that's about it - don't do it.

A special thank you to Pop and Ice for mentioning me on her journal and giving the forewarning that my journal isn't for the faint of heart..........which made me laugh right out loud...