I know, I know – I’m a little late, but it’s with good reason.
Last week was a bit insane. However, Thursday was a particularly good day and I knew from the get-go it was going to be because I woke up with this song in my head.
Like most of last week, Thursday itself was a busy day for me. I had a final for one class, work, and a speech to deliver that night, so when I woke up with this song in my head I took it as a good sign—whenever that happens I tend to have a good day because, and there’s no other way to say this, this is my jam.
Look, I could talk about this song all day.
I could talk about Ron Wood’s killer bluesy-reggae guitar lick that makes this song the magic it is and shows why he was such a fantastic addition to The Stones.
I could talk about the semi-problematic title, which, I promise you, is not a racial slur—it’s an antiquated term of endearment to call a South American woman Negrita and I’m 99% Jagger was referring to his Colombian wife at the time, Bianca, “con amor” for lack of better words. Also see: 1976.
I could even talk about the amazing music video which features prime 70’s Mick doing his best Carmen Miranda impression while gyrating around with legendary keyboardist Billy Preston.
But it might be better if I just let you watch for yourself with that last one.
So grab your headphones, plug ’em in and vibe with me and The Rolling Stones “Hey Negrita.”