I was saying to R. that I haven't found much new music that really rocked my world lately, and asking her if she had any favorites she thought I might like (I am doing this with everyone lately -- H. and R. came through with Madeleine Peyroux so I'm taking more suggestions). She said, in all seriousness, "Let me put some flava in your ear."
LET ME PUT SOME FLAVA' IN YOUR EAR.
This from a diminutive feminist Catholic urban goddess theologian who walks around in this crazy Hobbit hat we got some years ago from a Tibetan lady on the Upper West Side. God, I wish you'd been there.