Brian McKnight (born June 5, 1969) is an American singer-songwriter, arranger, producer, and R&B musician. He is a multi-instrumentalist who plays eight instruments including piano, guitar, bass guitar, percussion, trombone, tuba, flugelhorn and trumpet.. McKnight is perhaps most recognized for his strong falsetto range, and is widely regarded as one of the strongest talents in the adult urban contemporary R&B genre, although his recent efforts have received mixed reviews.
McKnight's work has earned him 16 Grammy Awards nominations, but currently holds the record for having won none.
McKnight was born in Buffalo, New York. His musical career began in childhood when he became a member of his church choir and a band leader for his high school, Sweet Home High School..
In 1987, McKnight's older brother, Claude McKnight III, and his band, Take 6, signed a record deal with Warner Brothers. This encouraged McKnight to shop his own demo tapes and by the age of 19, he'd signed his first recording deal with Mercury Records subsidiary, Wing Records. In 1992, Brian McKnight was released, and his self-titled debut peaked at fifty-eight in the Billboard 200 chart, which primarily featured the ballad (and top twenty single) "One Last Cry". It was followed by two more albums for Mercury, 1995's I Remember You and 1997's Anytime. Anytime, McKnight's final album with Mercury, sold over two million copies and was nominated for a Grammy. The video for "Anytime", directed by Darren Grant, was nominated for Best Male Video at the 1998 MTV Video Music Awards.
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On the eve of a looming family reunion, Christian's estranged father unexpectedly shows up at his door asking for help. Despite abandoning the family at the onset of his wife's terminal illness , Dr. Lynn claims he can justify his nine-year absence. Christian reluctantly agrees to escort his father into a hostile family environment, but his grief-fueled drug addiction sends an already tense family dynamic reeling.
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A washed up cabaret singer in 1979, leaves her abusive, club owner husband to find shelter. Her subsequent choices change lives not even conceived of yet. This is a very cool deconstructionist style musical --It is 'The Hours' meets 'Chicago.' The short version stars Brian Krause (Leo in 'Charmed' and starring in an upcoming feature with Lauren Holly, 'You So Cupid!').
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A married, homophobic accountant unknowingly intercepts a bribe intended for his boss, a corrupt real-estate developer. When thugs try to take back the money, they unknowingly chase him into a gay sauna. It's there for the first time that he knowingly confronts gay people. Fearing for his life, the accountant is forced to accept help from the people he would normally avoid and look down upon. At the sauna, he discovers new lessons about life, acceptance, HIV/AIDS, and his relationships with his own family.
Keywords: coming-out, gay, hiv-aids, safe-sex, thailand
One married man...and his new best friends.
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Wallace is an efficiency expert, managing the high-profile downsizing of a major auto parts factory. But when he is hired to evaluate a small moccasin factory which seems from another era, Wallace has to reconsider the rapid modernization he advocates, as he is confronted by the human faces such plans hurt.
Keywords: 1960s, australia, auto-parts, automobile-manufacturing, bedroom-slippers, bicycle, big-business, boy, broken-thumb, brother-brother-relationship
An everyday story about loyalty, betrayal, lust and footwear.
He entered their factory as the enemy. He left as their hero.
He's about to teach big business that there's more to life than the bottom line.
[Carey's little brother sees him writing a poem.]::Carey's Brother: Hee-hee-hee. Who's Cheryl?::Carey: No one you'd know. A model.::Carey's Brother: "I wake up with the sun, bright and new. I listen to the sun, and the early morning dew." Dew doesn't make any noise.::Carey: What? Look, it's my poem, I can write what I like.::Carey's Brother: Just trying to help. If I was you I'd stick to drawing.
Wallace: Uh, excuse me, please, I'm looking for Mr. Ball's office. [Robert doesn't respond.] Mr. Ball's office?::[No response. He starts to leave.]::Robert: Now, what would be your most direct route? Tell you what. Down this corridor, then left after your third door.::Wallace: Thank you.::[Starts to leave.]::Robert: You'll find two passages: one on your left, one on your right. Ignore them -- they're not the ones you want. Your best best would be... the very next one on the right.::Wallace: Thank you.::[Leaves.]::Robert: Or would it?
Carey: Are you going to get married?::Frank: No, just engaged.
Caroline Wallace: [about his factory client] How's the new place?::Wallace: Oh, its strange. It's like visiting my grandfather's house and finding it full of people.
First Title Card: The 1960s in Australia were a period of great upheaval, followed by downheaval and, eventually, heaval. Presiding over this indecision were great experts such as Errol Wallace and Jerry Finn. They were efficiency consultants.
Meet Daddy Fox, Baby D. and Goldie. They gonna do the Monkey Hustle!
It ain't legal an it sure ain't safe...but it do seem worthwhile!
Dark is the night
I can weather the storm
Never say die
I've been down this road before
I'll never quit
I'll never lay down
See, I've promised myself
That I'd never let me down, so
I'll never give up, never give in
Never let a ray of doubt slip in
And if I fall, I'll never fail
I'll just get up and try again
Never lose hope, never lose faith
There's much too much at stake
Upon myself I must depend
I'm not looking for place to show, I'm gonna win
No stopping now
There's still a ways to go
Ohh, someway, somehow
Whatever it takes I know
I'll never quit, no, no
I'll never go down
I'll make sure they remember my name
A hundred years from now
I'll never give up, never give in
Never let a ray of doubt slip in
And if I fall, I'll never fail
I'll just get up and try again
Never lose hope, never lose faith
There's much too much at stake
Upon myself I must depend
I'm not looking for place or show, I'm gonna win
When it's all said and done
My once in a lifetime, won't be back again
Now is the time, to take a stand
Here is my chance, that's why I
Never give up, never give in
Never let a ray of doubt slip in
And if I fall, I'll never fail
I'll just get up and try again
Never lose hope, never lose faith
There's much too much at stake
Upon myself I must depend
[Hey, it ain't over]
Me, I hope that I'm crazy
I feel you driving and you're only the wheel
Slow down, let some-one love you
Oww, I've never touched you since I started to feel
If there's nothing to hide me,
then you've never seen me hanging naked and wired
Somebody lied,
but I say it's hip
to be alive
{chorus}
Now your smile is spreading thin
Seems you're trying not to lose
Since I'm not supposed to grin
All you've got to do is win
[Oww, that's all ya gotta do]
[Oww, it ain't over]
Me, I'm fresh on your pages
Secret thinker, sometimes listening aloud
Life lies dumb on its' heroes
Wear your wound with honor, make someone proud
Someone like you
should not be allowed
to start any fires
{chorus}
[Oww, that's all ya gotta do]
[Oww, it ain't over]
{chorus}
[Oww, thats all ya gotta do]
[Oww] Got to do is win [it ain't over]
Well, your smile is spreading thin
[Oww, seek and believe in you]
Since you're trying not to lose
[Oww, it ain't over, no, no]
Since I'm not supposed to grin
[Oww, that's all ya gotta do]
All you've got to do is win
[Oww, it ain't over, no]
[Oww, seek and believe in you]
All you've got to do is win
[Oww, it ain't over, no, no]
Oww, all you've got!
Is all you've got
[It ain't over]
Can you see it in this way
Life is just a long day
In the journey of ourselves
But there's so much we can do
To believe in and make true
And all depends on you
So you, so you keep on dreaming by yourself
Cause:
Where we live, how we die
It's just a thing to see outside
Real truth it's inside
It's what we want to be
So you've got to win, win for yourself
So you've got to win
No one seems to understand
What's the point of our life's plan
The aim we're living for
So they scream into our ears
Stiring up our biggest fears
In this life we're gonna face
But you, but you keep on dreaming by yourself
Cause:
Where we live, how we die
It's just a thing to see outside
Real truth it's inside
It's what we want to be
So you've got to win, win for yourself
So you've got to win
So I leave you with my own advice
Ain't no one better than you to know what is right
In your feelings there is your plan
And in your life you're the real boss, man
Keep on searching in yourself
Ain't no answer in someone else
So you've got to win, win for yourself
So you've got to win
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
Turn the deuce to a 4 to a 9, made history
Half to a whole over night this is victory
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
A hundred bottles in a club at one time, ain't shit to me
So tonight everything's on me, this is victory
They like God damn young, nigga where that album at
Nigga talking like he fell off, just imagine that
Know anything about young when we ain't havin' that
Flip a 20 milli 20 more he a acrobat
Think I came on this way so ya'll can out a nigga
Took them road trips whole thangs so y'all can doubt a nigga
Who you think count the money up the rubber band clan
Put it in the chevy turn the tops the rubber band ban
3 9 24 to deuces that's a 36, show you niggas how to out cash bought me 30 bricks
Counting in my man's apartment, in his living room
Paper all on the tv, need some living room
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
Turn the deuce to a 4 to a 9, made history
Half to a whole over night this is victory
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
A hundred bottles in a club at one time, ain't shit to me
So tonight everything's on me, this is victory
Still the trapper of the year where the fuck my trophy at
Ever was a real nigga title guess who's holding that
Popping Rozay in the club guess who tolding that
Standing on the stage making rain guess who showed em that
And I ain't never took nobody to the spot, half a million there
Before I ever even seen a mic was a millionaire
Seen Jizzle stunting on Gangland
Diamonds in the chain, if you look a little closer
Diamonds spell his name
Put the hundreds with the hundreds yeah that's right straighten up the mail
Got enough shit in my head to send me straight to jail
Welcome to a day in the life, they just talking drugs
Co sign half these niggas, I'm the fucking plug
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
Turn the deuce to a 4 to a 9, made history
Half to a whole over night this is victory
Win, win win, win win, win, win win, win win
A hundred bottles in a club at one time, ain't shit to me
[Intro: L.E.O.]
Yo, yo, yo Shy
Yo, yo you ain't home?
Yo this L.E.O., this your cousin
Pick up the phone God
Yo I got somethin to tell you God
Damn God, yo when you get my message God
Hit me, aight?
[Shyheim]
Shit Iz Real, nigga
2000 project housin shit
It's on, nigga, faggot ass niggaz
Shaolin, it's my hood, nigga
"When did you stop lovin me?"
Staple-town
"When did I stop lovin you?"
Niggaz thought they was gon' be able to touch me, right?
27, Killa Bee Gang, nigga!
Niggaz gon' respect that God
Thought you was gon' touch me and niggaz was gon' be left at that, huh?
"When did you stop lovin me?"
Huh? Yea, nigga, war for life
It's 'bout that time, my nigga
Y'all better clear out..
What you wanna be labelled as, a coward or a duck?
What powder you cut? You went in that buildin for what?
When you rep' that buildin, what you set for that buildin?
If it wasn't for me, you would've been dead in that buildin
You don't know what it feel like to say "I own that buildin"
Get dough in that buildin, or control that buildin
You don't know that feelin, you ain't condone that killin
Cuz when the cops came, you was like Shy in that buildin
I remember them days when you was shook in them buildins
Put you in front of these buildins, frontin like you killin
When the scrams was on, you was all on his dick
And you gave that bitch money cuz you've always been a trick
You know Shy the kid, I'm back on the block
Bought the crack in the spot, Twin back in the box
Fuckin clap at the cops, if I'm rappin or not
What you gonna do nigga, shoot or get shot?
BLAOW!
[Chorus x4]
"When did you stop lovin me?"
"When did I stop lovin you?"
[Shyheim]
Oh boy, why won't you tell me nigga?
Stop frontin, say somethin nigga
What up? Y'all fuckin stupid!
My shit is hot on the block like new glocks out the box
or yacht for the dough, at the boat docks
Father Shy, I put you in the trauma unit
Shoot up your body viewin, Bing monster, half human
Cause mass confusion, put the air in the cake
You hear the +Tales in the Hood+, I'm crazy like Case
Niggaz want peace on Earth, so to God they pray
Say my name in your grace, live from the 7-1-8
Empire State, where Ghostface retired Ma$e
I meditate amongst the great, you can't hold no weight
cuz you soft as cake, I pack a lion down and punch a bear in his face
I got no more to say
[Chorus x5]
[Outro: Shyheim]
This goes out, Freddy Red
Chubby, my nigga
Yea, my nigga
My cousins, Twin, Leo, Big Un
Gil, Killa Kane
Yea, Mush, uh..
Oh boy, won't you tell me?
Yea, Ishmail, yea, all my niggaz
Love ya, Shock-12, love ya son
Homocide, what up nigga?
All my niggaz, see you when you come home
Car-Cheesy, G-Note, the Feds
Nigga I see you when you come home nigga
Lil' Free, yea, never stop lovin you
You my niggaz, all my niggaz locked down
Yea, one love, one thug, to the mothafucka last slug