Subsequently, she collaborated with Eric Benet, Will Smith, Lupe Fiasco, Common and broadened her performing experience by touring Canada in a production of the Broadway musical Rent. Signed to Steve McKeever's newly formed Hidden Beach Recordings label, she released her debut album Who Is Jill Scott: Words and Sounds Vol. 1 in July 2000. The following summer she released Experience:Jil Scott 826+ after she released the single "A Long Walk." Scott continued to gain more recognition, eventually earning a Grammy nomination in early 2003 for Best Female Vocal Performance for "A Long Walk". Jill Scott also won a Grammy award at the 2005 Grammy awards for Best R&B Solo Vocal Performance, Male or Female.
Jill Scott appears in David Chappelle's Block Party performing with The Roots and Erykah Badu.
Scott released a new album, entitled Beautifully Human: Words and Sounds Vol. 2 in 2004. Her book of poetry, The Moments, The Minutes, The Hours was released in April 2005.
Recently, Scott was prominently featured on hip-hop artist Lupe Fiasco's 2006 single "Daydreaming" which also appeared on a new Scott collection called Collaborations on January 30, 2007.
The Collaborations collection served as "an appetizer" for her next studio album, The Real Thing: Words and Sounds Vol. 3 released September 25, 2007. A clip of the title track was released on a bonus disc from Hidden Beach Records and included with Collaborations. The lead single, "Hate on Me", gained airplay in May 2007 with a video released in mid-July. In advance of the album's release, Hidden Beach released a 17-minute album sampler through their forums. Interspersed between the dozen songs previewed on the sampler was a personal explanation from Jill for the inspiration behind some of her songs.
Jill Scott is also an accomplished actor, appearing as detective Precious Ramotswe in the BBC's dramatisation of Alexander McCall Smith's series of books: "The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency". Scott also appeared as "Sheila" in the Tyler Perrry film, "Why Did I Get Married" (2007) and its sequel, "Why Did I Get Married Too" (2010) .
Love Rain
Jill Scott Lyrics
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Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
Met him on a Thursday, sunny afternoon
Cumulus clouds, eighty-four degrees
He was brown, deep
Listen to my past lives (Word?)
Took me on long walks to places where butterflies rest easy
Talked about Moses and Mumia
Reparations, blue colors, memories of shell-topped Adidas
He was fresh like summer peaches
Sweet on my mind like block parties and penny candy
Us was nice and warm, no jacket, no umbrella, just warm
At night we would watch the stars
And he would physically give me each and every one
I felt like cayenne pepper, red, hot, spicy
I felt dizzy and so near the heavens and miles between my thighs
Better than love, we made delicious
He me had, had me he
He had me tongue-tied
I could hear his rhythm in my thoughts
I was his sharp, his horn section
His boom and his bip
And he was my love
Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
The rain was fallin' and, and slowly and sweetly and stinging my eyes
And I could not see that he became my voodoo priest
And I was his faithful concubine
Wide open, wide, loose like bowels after collard greens
The mistake was made
Love slipped from my lips
Dripped down my chin and landed in his lap
And us became new
Now me non-clairvoyant and in love
Made the coochie easy and the obvious, invisible
The rain was falling
And I couldn't see the season changing
And the vibe slipping off its axis
Our beautiful melody became wildly staccato
The rain was falling and I could not see
That I was to be plowed and sowed and fertilized
And left to drown in his sunny afternoon
Cumulus clouds, eighty-four degrees, melody
Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
Wide open, wide loose
The mistake was made
Love slipped from my lips, my chin, and landed in his lap
And us became new, me non clairvoyant and in love me
Me the fool
You were never true
If you didn't want me, ah, you should have let me know
All you was make a mockery of something so incredible and beautiful
I honestly in love
Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
The song Love Rain by Jill Scott is a narrative of a whirlwind romance that quickly turns sour. The singer describes how she meets a man on a sunny Thursday and they quickly start talking about controversial topics like reparations and Mumia. Despite these heavy topics, the two connect and begin a passionate relationship. The singer describes the physical and emotional intensity of their love, with colorful and sensory metaphors, such as feeling like cayenne pepper and dizzy near the heavens. However, as the rain falls, the singer realizes that the man she loves has been using her as a concubine and a pawn.
The rain becomes a metaphor for the changing and tumultuous nature of their relationship. The singer is blinded by her love for the man and cannot see the warning signs of his true intentions. She describes how their beautiful melody becomes "wildly staccato" as the relationship devolves into chaos. The singer realizes that she has been a fool and that the man never loved her at all. She pleads for love to rain down on her, but the rain, once a symbol of passion and romance, now serves as a reminder of her pain and betrayal.
Overall, Love Rain is a cautionary tale of a passionate but ultimately toxic relationship. The singer's experiences serve as a warning to listeners to be wary of those who use love for their own gain.
Line by Line Meaning
Love rain down on me, on me, down on me
The singer wants to feel loved.
Met him on a Thursday, sunny afternoon
The singer met someone on a pleasant day and time.
Cumulus clouds, eighty-four degrees
The weather was nice, with some cloud cover and a warm temperature.
He was brown, deep
The person the artist met had a deep, rich skin tone.
Said he wanted to talk about my mission
The person the artist met was interested in discussing the artist's life goals.
Listen to my past lives (Word?)
The person the singer met asked if they could hear about the singer's past experiences.
Took me on long walks to places where butterflies rest easy
The singer and the person they met went on walks to serene locations where butterflies would gather.
Talked about Moses and Mumia / Reparations, blue colors, memories of shell-topped Adidas
The artist and the person they met discussed various historical and social issues, including slavery reparations, blue clothing, and old-style Adidas shoes.
He was fresh like summer peaches
The person the artist met was refreshing and sweet, like a summer peach.
Sweet on my mind like block parties and penny candy
The artist was fond of the person they met, as fond as they were of happy memories like lively neighborhood events and cheap candy.
Us was nice and warm, no jacket, no umbrella, just warm
The singer and the person they met enjoyed each other's company, feeling comfortable and warm without the usual clothing or rain protection.
At night we would watch the stars / And he would physically give me each and every one
The artist and the person they met would spend time stargazing, with the person pointing out and in some way giving each star to the artist.
I felt like cayenne pepper, red, hot, spicy
The singer felt intense and fiery.
I felt dizzy and so near the heavens and miles between my thighs / Better than love, we made delicious / He me had, had me he / He had me tongue-tied
The singer felt overwhelming sexual pleasure, feeling like she was elevated and miles away from the world; the sexual experience was better than love itself; the person she met had unrelenting control over her, leaving her speechless.
I could hear his rhythm in my thoughts / I was his sharp, his horn section / His boom and his bip / And he was my love
The singer was deeply connected to the person they met, feeling like they could sense his spirit and being an integral part of his life and loving him deeply in return.
The rain was fallin' and, and slowly and sweetly and stinging my eyes
The weather outside was turning from pleasant to something unpleasant, with rain that was both soft and painful to the artist's eyes.
And I could not see that he became my voodoo priest / And I was his faithful concubine
The artist unknowingly fell into a troubled relationship with the person they met that may have involved spiritual manipulation of some sort.
Wide open, wide, loose like bowels after collard greens / The mistake was made
The singer made a mistake in their relationship, possibly related to sexual intercourse and its consequences.
Love slipped from my lips / Dripped down my chin and landed in his lap / And us became new
The singer expressed their love for the person they met, but it went awry in some way, bringing about a new situation between them.
Now me non-clairvoyant and in love / Made the coochie easy and the obvious, invisible
The artist fell deeply in love with the person they met and lost sight of themselves and their surroundings, unable to see clearly.
The rain was falling / And I couldn't see the season changing / And the vibe slipping off its axis
The weather outside was making it hard for the artist to perceive the changing situation they were in, as if everything was going out of order and out of control.
Our beautiful melody became wildly staccato
The once-lovely relationship between the artist and the person they met broke down into a disjointed chaos.
That I was to be plowed and sowed and fertilized / And left to drown in his sunny afternoon / Cumulus clouds, eighty-four degrees, melody
The singer was metaphorically plowed, sowed, and fertilized by the person they met, then seemingly left behind on a hot, sunny day like nothing had happened.
You were never true / If you didn't want me, ah, you should have let me know / All you was make a mockery of something so incredible and beautiful / I honestly in love
The artist realized that the person they met wasn't truly invested in the relationship, feeling like they were needlessly hurt and made fun of by someone they loved deeply.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Written by: VIDAL DAVIS, JILL SCOTT
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