Gil Scott-Heron – New York Is Killing Me

I quit smoking a little over 2 years ago.  “Quit” might not be the best word, because I’ll still have one or two in direct proportion with how much I’ve had to drink.  Regardless: I can’t imagine that my 8 years or so of smoking half-a-pack per day has significantly altered my voice.  Gil Scott-Heron, alternately, has cultivated a voice that’s so well-worn with smoke and tar that it yellows my screen when I listen to him sing.

“New York Is Killing Me” was on local radio this past week, and it captured me immediately.  It’s funky, soulful – and, given my affinity for the Mets – strangely apropos.  (Although I am certainly aware that he isn’t referring to my baseball team of choice.)  Plus, the handclaps get me every single time.

Gil Scott-Heron – New York Is Killing Me (mp3) from I’m New Here