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The Soulful Gentlemen’s Club: A Playlist of Velvet Voices and Beard Oil

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There’s a special place in music heaven where the candles never burn out, the wine is always at room temperature, and the background music is a smooth blend of baritone and heartbreak. Welcome to The Soulful Gentlemen’s Club — population: crooners, charmers, and falsetto philosophers. This playlist isn’t just music. It’s curated emotional therapy for people who iron their linens and still miss their first love. But while the classics—Al Green, Teddy P, Luther—still reign, the club has undergone renovations. Let’s explore how soul’s most tender men have evolved from church pews to streaming queues, beard oil in tow. The Founding Fathers of Feelings Al Green could make the alphabet sound romantic. With a holy voice and wholly seductive energy, he brought the church organ to the bedroom. Teddy Pendergrass was the baritone boss—equal parts thunderstorm and silk robe. He didn’t whisper sweet nothings; he bellowed sweet declarations. And Luther Vandross? The gold standard. Every lyric was a ...
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Soul Sistren: The Legacy & The Now

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Welcome to Rehab’s Couch, where music is more than a vibe — it’s therapy. It's been a minute, but the couch is back, the incense is lit, and this time, we're opening the windows wide and letting in the voices of the women who built the house and rewired the walls. This playlist is called “Soul Sistren: The Legacy & The Now”, and it's a tribute — no, a full-body praise dance — to the powerful female artists who have shaped, shaken, and sanctified the soundscape of our lives. Why Soul Sistren? Because soul isn’t just a genre — it’s a form of resistance, release, and reverence. It’s the echo in Aretha’s roar, the prayer in Ledisi’s phrasing, the medicine in Jill Scott’s laughter. This playlist honors powerful female vocalists who built altars out of sound and offered us refuge, rhythm, and raw truth. It’s for the lovers. For the lost. For the women carrying whole worlds in their throats. It’s for you. link here:
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Old Song, Who Dis? Why I love a remix.

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I Love a Remix – Here’s Why There’s something about a remix that hits different. Maybe it’s the surprise of a familiar song dressed in something new. Or maybe it’s the way a remix stretches time—pulling a track from your past into the present with fresh perspective. Whatever the reason, I’ve always had a soft spot for them. Whether it’s a deep dub version, a soulful house flip, or a hip-hop remix with a brand-new verse, remixes keep music alive and evolving. But why do remixes sound so good? Familiarity with a Twist Our brains love patterns. When we hear a song we already know, there’s an instant recognition—our bodies remember the rhythm, our mouths know the lyrics. A remix plays with that familiarity. It gives us the comfort of the known with the thrill of the unexpected. Like hearing an old friend laugh in a new way. Reinvention & Reinterpretation Remixes give artists the chance to reinterpret music through their own lens. A sad ballad becomes a dancefloor anthem. A stripped-dow...
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Back on the couch!

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Back on the Couch! It’s been a minute— six years , to be exact—but I’m back. Life did its thing, stretched time thin, and shuffled priorities. But like any good vinyl, sometimes you just need to flip the record over and drop the needle again. Sometimes the B side is better. That’s what this moment feels like. A restart. A return. A soft re-entry into something that’s always been more than a hobby. Music, for me, is medicine. Rehab’s Couch was born from that belief—that rhythm, melody, and bassline can do the kind of healing no prescription ever could. It’s a space where soul and reggae meet, where lovers rock whispers into funk’s groove, where the Black musical diaspora reminds us that we’ve always known how to survive—and thrive—through sound. Music evokes memory. It can transcend time and space. One chord and you’re back in your grandmother’s kitchen. One bassline and suddenly you’re sixteen again, heart racing on a sticky summer night. Music isn’t just something we hear—it’s someth...
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Previously while on hiatus

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Haven't been completely redundant over the last little while.  mixes
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