Right before the adults were released onto Thanksgiving break, Keith Sweat had a party. ‘Twas an album release for his newest effort, Til The Morning.
It was raining.
It was chilly.
I still attended.
I was easily the youngest one there.
Upon scolding an old pal from the label releasing the record (E1 Music) that I was not to remain with the commoners, I ascended the stairs to VIP . The first person seen is the man of the hour, who inches toward me with a hug. Although he was not doing interviews, we stil spoke. I murmured, through a Cabernet induced haze:
Me: Hi Keith, you and I met at MSG (Madison Square Garden) earlier this year. I know you don’t remember.
KS: Hi baby, no, I don’t remember
Me: It’s ok. Congratulations anyway. Go perform.
KS: Thank you, well I’m glad to see you I’ll tear it down.
Here is Keith Sweat tearing it down:
Make It Last
How Deep Is Your Love
I Want Her
Notice the progression (regression?) of Keith’s clothing. Might I mention he started out with a full suit. INCLUDING A VEST.
At any rate, Til The Morning is the eleventh studio album from Mr. Sweat.
Say what you want about his stripping, crooning, & begging, Keith Sweat is an OG. He does have timeless music. He does have a plethora of hits under his belts. He still has my
Since I peered, through a Cabernet/Grey Goose induced haze by the time Keith & I had taken a picture, I’ll save
me you the embarassment. This flick is from way fatter earlier this year during our initial encounter at Madison Square Garden.
(Photo courtesy Ronnie Wright)
I like the way it’s going down.