The Make-Me-Believer

So, you know when you meet a new guy, and you're instantly just... blown away? And your afraid to show how in AWE of him you are, so you feign indeference as well as possible, when it's taking EVERY OUNCE of self-control to not drag him around to EVERY PERSON you've ever met and say, "This is Him. This is the man who renewed my faith in a just God." And the sex is like... dude.

Heather Headley's "He Is" is that experience. And then some. Sometimes a love song is so good that by the bridge, you find yourself convinced that you are ACTUALLY IN LOVE. Even when you have no prospects, a so-so haircut and about as much hope of sex in the coming months as Osama Bin Laden in his cave-y paradise, you still walk around mouthing (and ok, occaisionally breaking down and actually singing) along to your ipod - with some very solid picture of your imaginary boyfriend (Fabrizio Moretti) in your head while you TESTIFY for your love.

Although that line about "The Baby Conceiver" always comes out weird from a gay male mouth...

Dudes. SOUL music = where it's at. Seriously.