One of the Top Ten on God's Ipod!

There are a slew of sassy ladies from the 1990s, and maybe that's why I have become stylistically and musically obsessed with that period. Of late, I have been listening to an indecent amount of Sade.

No denying, she fell into that exposed midriff category of sex symbols that would dance on sepia rooftops in New York City (see also Cindy Crawford's workout video), but watch as she lulls the city into comatose grooves:



The title of this post comes from the comments section on youtube. I like this imagining of god being into smooth R n' B and New Age mp3s. Maybe god is really going, "What is UP with these guys?! I gave them Sade, what's with all the aggression?"

My favorite part of this video are all the dudes who are REALLY digging it. There's the cab driver, the Goth-guy, the dude who is maybe a Springsteen fan? But maybe Sade is just the working-man's Enya.