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How I Found God In Kesha's High Note

How I Found God In Kesha's High Note

Kesha's back, y'all.

Now there's a sentence I never thought I would say. And it's certainly not one I ever thought I would enjoy saying. But, well, she's back...and we are all better for it.

The pop starlet has spent the last five years in record deal purgatory, essentially held captive by production mogul Dr. Luke and his record company. Accusations and denials of all kinds of abuse swirled, but in the end it was Kesha whose dreams were shattered and whose life hit rock bottom. It appeared to most that she would never again resurface, at least not in any way meaningful to the music industry.

Now here's my admission: I've never been a Kesha fan. Her pop-dance tunes, the latest of which, Tik Tok, was released some seven years ago, were nothing special. Her "bad girl," hyper-sexualized image came across as altogether too much - a sad gimmick. And probably it was.

But now, Kesha is back. Her new single – the first in half a decade – dropped last week. Entitled Praying, it's a song that shows emotional growth, personal healing, and, oh yeah, a vocal range that would leave Mariah Carey feeling a little verklempt

We often mark our lives by a series of defining moments – decisions or experiences that somehow encapsulate both the past and the future all in one present moment. For Kesha, dare I say, her defining moment comes at the 4:21 mark.

Taylor Swift and the Power of Versatility

Taylor Swift and the Power of Versatility

Last week my social media feeds were all abuzz with pictures and videos from Taylor Swift's concert in Lexington. I'll admit, I was a little jealous of all my friends who took their wives/daughters/selves out for what was undoubtedly a phenomenal show. And T-Swift does know how to put on a show.

My wife and I have a love/hate relationship with Taylor Swift: my wife hates her, and I love her. We have both agreed that Swift is a gifted songwriter, but Erica just can't get past her eccentricities. The red lipstick, the dancing all the time, the acting like she's still surprised - every time - when she wins an award...it's all just too much for my bride to handle.