I am a Macy Gray fan. And fandom is an emotional state. It's an unexplainable connection. It is not politically correct. It is crazy. It is sensual. It is LOVE. I love Macy Gray.
My first most favorite Macy Gray song (the one that still makes me dance, sing and shout) is Sex-O-Matic Venus Freak. Don't laugh.
My second favorite is Finally Made Me Happy - "when you walked out that door..."
I got to see Macy Gray perform once, in a Las Vegas casino. The room was rather small. We were in the second row. She was wild and free. I felt wild and free. The band was tight. The music was hot. Her clothes looked like something she made herself (if she can't sew). Her hair. Have you seen her hair?!!
I love Macy Gray.
I love to see Macy Gray act. She basically plays herself. Which to me is a good thing.
But it was really sad to see her on Dancing With the Stars. She was just being herself, which for ballroom dancing was not a good thing. How does that show find so many black people who can't dance?!
Macy Gray has more album buying fans in the UK than in the USA. So she still tours around Europe. And she recently switched record labels so she could make an album that sounds best through headphones, That was really smart. And she set up hair braiding tents at AfroPunk. She is, remember, really into hair. Natural hair.
I love Macy Gray. I hope I get to see her again real soon.