This one is actually old but my blog was down at the time. So here goes…
December 5, 2016
Nicholas is 1 month old
Nicholas has woken up while I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, chomping down on a mixture of two cereals. Rice Chex and some weird blueberry toast cereal that I didn’t buy. I never really can sneak and eat around him. He always catches me and then looks at me as if he caught me cheating on him. I quickly finished and sat the bowl on the dresser and slid underneath the sheets.
I laid next to him with some distance in between us and just stared at him. He looked back at me and started squirming. I laid still and watched as he used every muscle, every bone, and every ounce of his body to fight and wiggle his way toward me. I remained still and just stared. His arms flailing about, legs kicking the air and sheets, slightly rolling on his side. He stops when his hand touches my face. Opening his fist, he rubs his hand across my cheek and for a moment I thought his fight was over.
But it wasn’t. He started back up and once I realized that he wasn’t going to stop until I held him, I reached my arm out and snuggled him. He quickly calmed down and fell asleep. He needed me.
Then my emotions got the best of me. I thought to myself, if only his father would do the same for me. Fight with every ounce of his body to be closer to me. To get his family back. Show me the same strength and perseverance. He didn’t need me. Tears came flooding down.
Nicholas shifted in my arms and shifted my thoughts. He needed me. So I wiped my tears, pulled him closer, and closed my eyes. Inhaled his sweet baby smell and promised I’d always reach my arm out if ever he needed me.
It wasn’t until I was around 8 or 9 that I learned that my brother’s father was not my biological father. My father had sent a card to my mother along with a picture, asking how the kids were and just wondering how we all were doing. I think my feelings about that at first was a little bit angry because I had been lied to, or something that important was hidden from me. It didn’t help that the years following he was not easy to contact. We never really knew where he was. The saying “Papa was a rolling stone” truly applied to him. By the time I hit my teens I remember him reaching out by mail again around my birthday. It was weird because he had sent a map of where I was located, indicating that he knew exactly where I was. However, by then I was not very interested in getting to know him. I had developed a nonchalant attitude to the fact that I had no father in my life. My brother’s father had lost my interest as well due to broken promises.
We moved back to Philly when I was 15 and that’s when I finally got to meet him. The encounter was…I don’t know how to describe it. I was happy, a little excited, disappointed and weirded out all in one. First thing he did was hug me and kiss me on the lips. I was taken aback by that because here it is, I don’t know you and I’m 15 not a baby. He gave me all these things that I felt like were pass downs because I was his daughter. A guitar, artifacts, and a computer. We talked for awhile about our interest trying to build a connection, and then he told me that he would come see me the next day and take me out somewhere. He never came and he disappeared again.
As I got older I realized (as much as I tried to deny it) that a part of the way I acted, the decisions that I made, all stemmed from me not having a strong and consistent father figure in my live. There were a few people that did what they could for the season that they were in my life, and I thank them for it, but it’s not the same. A friend of mine said to me when I was a teenager “You know you’re like that (fast) because you’re searching for love in men that you never got from your father.” I hated that saying and I wanted to believe with every part of my being that that wasn’t true. I wanted to believe that me not having a father had no affect on me. Well reality hit me. I’ll never forget one day my mother took me to see a dance recital called “Dance with My Father”. By now I was grown with a daughter of my own. As I watched the fathers swirl their daughters around pick them up and coddle them, I sunk down in my seat with tears rolling down my face. My mother, me, and my daughter all had missing fathers in our lives. It broke my heart and hurt me to the core. I silently cried the entire show. (I still have the DVD to the show, I refuse to watch it)
When I was pregnant with my son, my mother had searched and got in touch with my father and gave me his information. This was two years ago, and my father was now in his 70’s living in a senior living apartment home. We talked frequently building a relationship, which also connected me with siblings I never knew I had. He apologized for not being in my life and I forgave him. I just wanted to move forward. He tried to tell me his life story almost every time we talked on the phone. I received pictures of him and my mother, family members, and pictures of him over the years. I quickly learned through our conversation that my father was adventurous, BLUNT, a handy man, a photographer, loved the water especially since he loved to fish, loved weed and alcohol, a free thinker, was an avid drug user back in the day, and looooooved women. Oh, and he hated needles. I appreciated his honesty with me, but I wasn’t happy about some of his stories and some of the things he sent me. I was disappointed in the fact that I never really had an idea of what type of man my father was nor envisioned him any certain way, and now that I knew who he was it wasn’t satisfying. We had a little disagreement, and by the time I had my son I was so occupied with him that I didn’t speak to my father as frequently as before. I realized that it was for the better that he wasn’t in my life when I was growing up. He said to me often that he did some things in his past that were bad and that he was a bad man. I continued to tell him that I loved him after every phone call.
October of last year my brother that I had grown close to, Carl Jr., called me and asked had I been in touch with our dad. Said he had been trying to reach him for the past couple days and wasn’t getting an answer. I tried calling and didn’t get an answer either. My mother called me shortly with the news that my father had been in the morgue for over a week. No one knew. The story goes that he died sitting on his couch in his apartment watching tv, alone. When they found him the tv was still on. I sat on the edge of my bed and cried so hard. The weeks prior he had sent me these homemade DVDs that he had made during some of his travels. Every time he called he asked me had I watched them, and my answer was always no. I felt guilty. I had planned on visiting Philly that fall/winter, but my funds just wouldn’t allow it, so I promised him that I would visit in the summer for my birthday. Now it was too late. The first and last time I saw my father I was 15. My brother Carl was beside himself, especially being that he was the closest to him than any of his other kids. Seeing him struggle with funeral arrangements, I found some cheap flights, took off work for bereavement, and flew to Philly for a week.
It was crazy to me that here it is, my father never really did anything for me. At least not since I was an infant. And here I was helping clean his apartment and planning his funeral. It saddened me that this man sat in the morgue for over a week and no one knew. As a human being I still felt compassion for the situation. It was a weird feeling that my father’s death is what brought my siblings and I together to meet for the first time. Halfway thru the week that I was in Philly, and halfway thru many donations from my friends and family to help pay for my father’s funeral, my brother Carl Jr. drops a bomb on me about my father’s checkered past. His experiences as well as others. I reflected on my father’s words to me during one of our conversations, “I was a bad man”. The information that I received was not only heartbreaking but the timing that I received it was just all wrong. A part of me was a bit angry at my brother for telling me this during this time. I couldn’t help but to think if I knew what I know now before I took that flight, would I still have come? Would I still have cleaned out his apartment? Would I still have asked for money for his funeral? How would the people that donated feel if they knew this information? Then I thought about the worst thing that I’ve ever done in my life and the secrets that I hold. I thought about if it were me lying in the morgue for over a week, would I have wanted someone to have enough compassion for me to take care of my body and give me a proper burial. So, I pushed aside my feelings about the information and continued with the process of burying my father. The last day that I was there I was able to get in touch with Medicaid, they paid for his cremation, and I refunded the $900 that I had raised back to everyone. The funeral wasn’t until after I left, and my mother went in place of me, which was very big of her considering.
When I got back home before I finished unpacking, I sat down and watched the homemade videos my father sent me. My daughter came in the room and hugged me while I cried some more. Like many others I’ll never know what it’s like to have a father. No matter what type of man he was, I can’t deny the fact that his blood runs through my veins. I didn’t hear too many bad things from my mother about him growing up and I thank her as well for offering her support given the circumstances. She was his ex-wife, she was abused, and she paid for his urn and held his flag during his military service. All I can say is Rest in Peace dad and I wish things would’ve been different.
When I think of George the lyrics play in my head “Diamond in the back, sun roof top, diggin the scene with a gangsta lean woo hoooo”. He always rode with his arm hangin out the window, bobbin his head to the old skool. Honestly, whatever old skool music I know, I know it because of him cause that’s all we listened to whenever we rode around.
George and my mother got together when I was around 7 years old and were together up until I was in middle school. He was the closest thing to a father figure that I ever had. I remember his house being our home away from home. Well they were engaged. We went over to his house every weekend and I was always excited cause I had my own room with a tv in it, he had cable and we didn’t, like really all the good stuff was at George’s house lol. He treated my brother and I like his own and we were a family. He took care of us. Even though it didn’t work out between the two of them (for reasons that’s none of my business) I know they loved each other and he taught my mother a lot. I remember her being annoyed because everywhere we went somebody knew George and he had to stop and talk to them for damn near an hour. We could never go any where and come RIGHT back home. Every time we got in the car it was literally a trip, nothing quick about it. I can still picture him drippin in jewelry, waves in his head, and smelling like Joop cologne. I remember being fascinated by all the things he had.
He was a good man. Even after him and my mother split, he still took me to school every morning and sometimes picked me up. Even after that ended I knew that if I ever needed anything I could call him. He lived down the street from us so he continued to drive by, honk the horn, and wave at us whenever he saw us outside. It was comforting to know that he still cared and was looking out for us.
Time went by, I grew up, moved away, and lost contact. When I first heard about George having health issues a couple years ago, I made sure to visit him while he was in a rehabilitation center recovering. I wanted him to know that I still cared even though I wasn’t in touch. Every now and then I would ask my mom how he was doing whenever he ran across my mind. On March 9th his niece messaged me on Facebook to let me know that he had passed. Of course I was very sad but it wasn’t until I attended the funeral and saw him that it weighed heavy on me. When I heard all the other stories from other people and just thinking about how he was good to us, I just broke down in tears. George was the best example of a man that I have to date. He worked hard and was a provider. He was stern but yet kind at the same time. I’ll always be grateful to him for that. Rest In Peace Georgy Porgy. P. S. He gave my mom the nickname BoBo which to this day I still have no idea where that came from.
I’m still not over this. A day after attending George’s funeral, March 20th, I learned that my big brother Carl Jr. had passed away. I got up that morning, still with a heavy heart, scrolling Facebook and saw my brother’s picture posted with a caption that read “Rest In Peace”. It felt like my heart stopped. I thought to myself this can’t be true! NO!!!
The day that I met Carl Jr. he cried and he hugged me so tight. I’ll never forget that hug. From day one when we first spoke he always seemed so excited to have a little sister. Always genuinely concerned with how I was doing, how my kids were doing, and what was going on in my life. I never felt so close and connected to someone I only met a couple times in my life.
I know that Carl Jr. took our fathers passing very hard and a couple times he also pulled disappearing acts. Unfortunately, Dec 31st was the last time I had spoken to him. I had been angry with him at the time over a promise that he had made and didn’t fulfill. Even though I was over it soon after, I didn’t reach out to him and vice versa. I think he thought that maybe I was still angry with him, but I really wasn’t. By now I had planned on moving to Philly in the summer and planned on spending a lot of time with him when I got there. When I learned about how he passed I became angry. The selfish side of me felt like he left me behind and that he wasn’t thinking about how many people loved him. The selfish side of me felt like every time I get close to something, it’s taken away from me. That anger isn’t there anymore but I’m still very hurt behind it. I never thought I could miss someone so much that I hadn’t even spent a lot of time with. The memory of the last time I saw him still lingers in my mind. He hugged me so tight and said, “I don’t want to let you go”. I love you and really miss you Carl Jr. and I hope you know it. Rest in Peace.
Listen I am still hype from this past Saturdays DDFW Master Of The Mic contest! I didn’t even know anything about the show until the week of because I hadn’t been on social media for like a month. I also had no idea that this contest had been going on for months and this show was the last one with 6 finalist. Mark Spits and Madame Mims represented Fort Worth, Pudge Brewer and Ritchy Flo represented Denton, and Alsace Carcione and T. Lindsey represented Dallas. Celebrities D.O.C, Dorrough, and Erykah Badu were the judges. I wasn’t even going to do a review for it because I mainly went to show support for Alsace and knew I wasn’t going to be able to stay for the entire show. But I’m just so happy about her win that I had to make a post.
I got to Tree’s at 8:30 and the place wasn’t quite packed yet but the DJ already had people on the dance floor pop locking, break dancin, and dropping it like it’s hot having a good time. After finding out the time that Alsace would be going on, my company and I decided to go across the street and eat some nachos at Fuzzy Taco’s (YUM 😛). We hung out there for almost an hour trying to pass the time then headed back to Tree’s. By then more people had packed in and a fella by the name of Mike Lackey was on the stage beat boxing and warming the crowd up. He did a good job, I have no complaints. But hey guy if you’re reading this, I would like to see more videos on your instagram page!
My company and I sat back and watched more people pour in and take pictures in front of the huge Master Of The Mic background. Different races, different styles, different ages, different everything was in the building. The place was filled with artist and people who loved art. It was quite a unique crowd and I loved every bit of it. My company, who is very picky about music, bobbed his head to DJ Snoopi’s mix and gave me the look of approval. The first act to hit the stage was Pudge Brewer from Denton. Unfortunately he didn’t hold my attention. I won’t say he was bad because I don’t think that at all. I was running into people that I knew and also chatting with my company so my attention just wasn’t fully on the stage.
Around 10:30 Alsace came full force starting her set off with a cover of “Killing Me Softly” and who else would be more appropriate to sing along other than her music partner Diva Sol. She then followed up with “Ain’t Goin” hyping the crowd up even more. THE BAND…OMG I mean they were amazing! Even the host gave them their props. I looked over at my company who was seriously enjoying “Black America” and “Been Grindin” (his fav) bobbin his head. Oh but when she did “Time Travel”…let’s just say there’s a reason I don’t have video footage for it because I was singing and dancing hard the whole time. And I saw you Alsace up there jiggin lol. The audience was absolutely feeling it too. Diva Sol went into straight up Rock Star mode during “Been Grindin” and started swingin her braids. Girl do you have whiplash after that lol? There was no surprise that she performed the song “Have Mercy” dedicated to her mother who is battling cancer, being as though this was such a special moment for her. As I watched Alsace take over the crowd, I couldn’t have been more proud of her. By the end of her performance both me and my company looked at each other and said she’s got this.
Next up was Madame Mims, who to me seemed like she got a bigger introduction than the previous artist, but that’s neither here nor there. Her style is different and maybe even a little eccentric. It was something that I think I would have needed to listen to before seeing it performed. Honestly transitioning from Alsace to Madame Mims had me feeling like my high was coming down. And I’m not just saying this because I’m a fan of Alsace. A performance is a performance regardless of who I’m familiar with and not familiar with. It just seemed like a slow start. Like when you’re watching a movie and you’re like COME OOOON GET TO THE GOOD PART. I will say she had a nice flow though, there is no denying that. I left shortly after so I didn’t get a chance to see her full set and I hate I missed the others as well. My company really wanted to see some of the other male artist but it was getting late and he had work in the morning so we had to burn out. When I woke up the next morning and saw the good news I literally shouted.
Even though I didn’t get to see the other acts, I’ve seen the hard work Alsace puts in day in and day out to reach her goals (in her personal life and as an artist). That, along with the way she captured the crowd while going from one sound to the next and transfered her energy and emotion into the crowd, was more than enough for me to feel that she deserved the title of Master Of The Mic. The first ever to be exact. Congratulations again champ 🙂
To the other finalist reading this, so sorry I missed your performance and congrats on making it to the final round. Hopefully I’ll get to catch you guys at your next show. I’m especially looking forward to seeing Terrence because I have been seeing all the buzz online about him.
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Man I had a busy weekend but I’m still hype over the Dallas Unplugged show I went to Friday night. It was so live and I was so happy to be back on the concert scene after being gone for a while. The artists, the band, the background singers, and the DJ all did a phenomenal job and represented Dallas to the fullest. This concert was actually supposed to go down earlier this year but do to the bad weather it had to be rescheduled. I’m so glad they didn’t cancel it all together. The performers were Kirk Thurmond and The Millennials, Diva Sol, Judgemental and The Jury, and last but not least Alsace Carcione. I had the pleasure of meeting Alsace and Diva Sol previously when they opened up for Luke James at the House of Blues and I’ve been a fan ever since. I was super excited to see them shine again at their own show.
The concert was set to start at 8:30 and I was supposed to be there early to meet and connect with people but time just wasn’t on my side. I didn’t get there until 9:00, which was just in time to see Kirk Thurmond and The Millennials performing their song “You Ought To Know”. Never mind that there wasn’t many people there yet because these people still rocked the show as if they were at a crowded stadium. They offered up feel good music that was definitely pleasing to my ears. The music seemed to be a mix between pop and soul and I could hear the Stevie Wonder influence as well. They were playin the mess out the guitar and one of the background singers was definitely feeling it lol. Their set included other songs “Dancing Like You Do” and “Chasing You” which I like too. I’ll continue to support and follow this group on their journey. They actually have a show coming up soon at Josey Records in Dallas on June 27th so if you are free I suggest you go check them out. You won’t be disappointed.
There was a brief break and by now more people started pouring in just before Diva Sol with Soulful Soundz took the stage. I’ve actually seen her perform twice before Friday. The last time I saw her perform was at Mario’s show at Fame Bar and Grill and she killed it then and she killed it Friday too. The band and background singers were amazing and just made the performance even more complete. She performed one of my fav’s “Quality Time” and I got to hear a new song that I hadn’t heard before called “Beautiful Liar”. That joint was nice too. If you like Jill Scott and Lala Hathaway you’ll enjoy Diva Sol’s music, it is neo soul/rnb music that will have you bobbin your head and snappin your fingers. I like how she remixed them a little during the show too. I will say she got the party jumpin. Her song “Quiet Screams” always makes me wanna make a late night phone call lol. The lighting was perfect and I was right up on the stage so my pics came out better this time around. Although there were a couple of camera guys that kept getting in my way I managed to get some good footage.
Next up was Judgemental and The Jury. I let my boyfriend watch their video for their song “Bang Bang” before we went to the concert and he was really feelin them. Their sound is definitely southern and Texan. Reminds me of Bun B and Pimp C. While rappin about life’s struggles and politics this group is bringin the real to hip hop and I think it’s about time we had more people representing Texas in the rap game. Especially Dallas, Texas. During their performance this older woman stumbled onto me and was like “Oh excuse me baby, BUT THAT’S MY SON ON THE DRUMS RIGHT THERE YAAASSSSS!” and literally spit all on the side of my face (of course on accident). I was like ooookay and just wiped my face on my shoulder lol. Anywho I look forward to hearing more from this group, they were good.
Now for the lady of the night the talented Alsace Carcione…words cannot express how proud I am of this one here. The progress that she has made and the growth I’ve witnessed in what seems like such a short time is just amazing. She really put on a show! The intimacy and how she connected with the audience proved why the support was so real for her. She hustles so hard like her song “Been Grindin” and I can’t wait for the day when I see her on the big screen. Her emotional performance of “Have Mercy” had everybody in the audience damn near in tears when she was discussing her mother and her fight with cancer. She pushed through the song and I’m sure her mother is very proud. The way she was able to take us from hardcore lyrics and beats to emotional neo soul to bouncin party vibes shows how versatile she is as an artist. She performed most of her songs off her latest album Cryptic Conundrum including “Hazy Thoughts” (my fav), “Come Too Far”, and her latest powerful single “Black America” which is so relevant to what’s been going on lately in society and in the news. The crowd showed so much love and me and my party thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.
Overall this show was off the chain and if you weren’t there you missed out. There were minimal technical difficulties which probably went unnoticed by the crowd and everybody did a great job. There really isn’t anything bad I can say about the night. A girl did try to push up on me in front of my boyfriend which tripped us out but it didn’t ruin the night. We laughed about it later. Well check out the links, photos, and videos below and don’t forget to like comment and share. 🙂
Last night was an interesting and entertaining night I must say! Thought I was gonna be ridin solo but ended up meeting a group of wonderful ladies that I kicked it with the whole night. Ladies if you’re reading this…YOU ROCK! I also saw some familiar faces and hopefully made some new friends.
The show was at a place named Fame Bar & Grill located in Uptown Village in Cedar Hill,TX and they were having their pre-opening event last night. Doors opened at 9:00 and I arrived just minutes after. They had valet parking for $10 but I just didn’t find it necessary and found my own parking spot. Had I not seen the line and the bright lights I would’ve been driving around for a bit looking for the place because I didn’t see a name anywhere. It could’ve been one there but it was dark, I’m not sure. There weren’t many people in line when I walked up (about 12 people) and they were only letting VIP members in only at the time. The doorman was entertaining. General admission tickets were $22 and VIP was $50. There were quite a few people already inside. I started chatting with the women in line in front of me and these were the same ladies I wound up linking up with later on. Let me say Fame Bar & Grill looks niiiiiice. I couldn’t tell if they had a dress code but the way the place looked I would think it should have. It was very elegant and grown and sexy. The bar area was nice and all of the staff I ran into were very professional and nice as well. While the ladies and I were sitting at a table in a private area we got a chance to meet the owner and he took us over to another VIP section closer to the DJ’s. The DJ’s were Hollywood and Takeover and they had people up on their feet dancing. Everybody looked like they were having a good time.
The first act, Ce’Mel Raysean, who is from Houston but has been doing his thing in Dallas for a while, hit the stage around 10:30 and I left the VIP area to get a better view. He did a good job and he looked casket sharp. Go head boy. Something about him reminded me of Donnell Jones. Quite a few people had made it in and now it was packed. Unfortunately there were so many people walking by where I was standing that the videos came out a little shaky. After his performance he passed out his mixtape/cd . I didn’t get one so I couldn’t tell you how good it was.
The next act was R&B sultry singer Diva Sol and I had the pleasure of hearing this talented woman at the Luke James concert back in October with rapper Alsace Carcione. This woman’s vocals are the bomb and I love her music. Hair, outfit, makeup…everything was on point. The crowd seemed to enjoy her performance as well. She got their attention and I noticed a lot of people bobbin their heads to the smooth melodies. The only thing I didn’t like was the lighting was nice and sexy in person but it didn’t help my photos 😦. Her EP will be released on the 21st at club Sandaga 813 in Dallas and will soon be available on SoundCloud and Itunes. I’ll provide the link below. I look forward to hearing more from her in the future.
Shailaun Manning was the next artist up and I actually got a chance to see her getting her make up done in the VIP section earlier in the night. The beautiful soul sista had a very pretty voice but unfortunately I couldn’t hear much of it. Seemed like the music was overshadowing her. By the way that band was off the chain, they were really jammin. Sadly I only have one video of her performing (thought I had more but don’t know what happened to them) but she did have good stage presence and like I said from what I could hear she sounded great. The video was shaky cause there were people bumping into me. It was so crowded where I was standing.Diva Sol and another woman assisted as background singers.
By now it was around 12:00 and Mario had finally made it. I watched him slide right in from one of the exit doors and he immediately hopped right on stage. Dressed in all white Mario was looking sexy! He started out with his first single “Just A Friend” and throughout his performance kept asking where are the single ladies. I mean I would have waved him down but I was too busy trying to keep a steady recording lol. He did three more songs including his new single called “Fireball” and he ended his performance with “Let Me Love You”. I was hoping he would do “Crying Out For Me” or “How Could You” but he didn’t (sigh). But it’s all good he did a good job. The Baltimore native even did a little thrusting and raised his shirt up, heeeeyyyy lol. Mario has a great voice and can sing live I know, but there were also times where it was hard to hear him (mainly during Fireball). I was able to capture a little of that when the music was turned down. He’s now independent which maybe explains why I haven’t heard much about his upcoming projects but I love his music so I’ll be staying tuned. His new album titled “Evolve” doesn’t have a release date yet but I’m hoping it will be sometime this year.
Overall I had a good time, met some cool people, and I’m excited to see what else this new venue Fame Bar & Grill has coming up. I looove the fact that it’s literally 5 mins from my house.The owner did mention Chante Moore so I’ll be on the lookout for that. Besides a few minor hiccups here and there, their pre-opening seemed to be a success and I’ll definitely be back. The pre-order for the tickets were even cheaper so it was well worth it. Check out the pics, videos, and links below and please don’t forget to like and share.
Sidenote: Oh yeeeeah did I mention I got a pic with Mario during the meet and greet. Ugh I look so crazy in the pic and was totally unprepared but he’s so damn cute. But I didn’t get to talk to him much it was so much going on around us. Hopefully next time…
This show was phenomenal and each artist represented real R&B soul to the fullest. These three were the perfect combination for a great show. These are sangers, not singers, sangers lol. I wasn’t too sure the show was even going to happen because of the weather but I got an email from ticketmaster saying the show is still on. The venue was the Majestic Theatre and I paid about $80 for my ticket. I was in the center of the lower level and in the third row. It was set to start at 8:00pm and I got to my seat at 7:30pm. It had been forever since I had been to the Majestic Theatre, I had only been once to see a stage play when I was in my teens. When I looked around I felt like I was at the Apollo Theatre. The seats were small and the rows were tight.
There weren’t many people there at first but the sold out show pretty much filled up once Leela James hit the stage which was about 8:15. She came out on stage with that big bouncy hair and tight fitting outfit, mama was THICK and had BODY hunty! I was like yaaass work it girl. She sounded great and looked great too. She opened up her show with “Who’s Gonna Love You More” and tried to hype the crowd up saying “Y’all ain’t afraid of a little snow are ya?!” During her performances she pulled two guys up on the stage (separately) to dance with her. Why was both of them chewing gum like cows chewing on grass lol. When it came time for her performance of “Fall For You” the whole crowd started screaming and she started to cry a little. During her last performance of “Let’s Do It Again” she invited the whole front row up on stage to dance and somebody’s uncle/grandpa was getting it lol. Couldn’t tell him nothing. She sang 7 songs and after her set was over they went for a quick intermission.
Raheem Devaughn came out around 9:00 and I must admit…He was one of the artists that I was not checking for like that. I always thought his music was good and I liked his singles, but when he first hit the scene I saw two bad live performances and from that point on I always thought he was a studio singer. So I must say that I was not excited to see him. BOY DID HE SHUT ME UP AND PROVE ME WRONG! First of all the first thing I noticed was that big bulge in his pants when he came out. I mean did he take a Viagra before he hit the stage? Did somebody whisper somethin in his ear before he came out? Ion know but it was fine by me! He started off with “Bulletproof” which has such a powerful message and is so relevant to what is going on in the world today. I was bouncing in my seat. He took us back to old school music and followed up with “When You Love Somebody”. You know how a song get to speakin to you when you drinkin that brown liquor…yeah that’s what that was lol. You know when Maddog was sittin there drinkin talkin to himself in Jason’s Lyric…yeah that’s what that was lol. During his performance he grabbed himself quit a few times, humped the staged, and even went out to the crowd and humped a girl in the audience. I’m sure somebody got pregnant up in there. He sang 7 songs as well. Before he closed the show he mentioned his nonprofit organization that brings awareness to domestic violence, HIV/AIDS, mental illness and many other things affecting our community. I’ll provide the link below. So yeah, the whole time during his performance I was lookin like this…
There was another intermission and Ledisi came on around 10:00. Babaaay when I tell you she was giving I AM THE QUEEN when she stood at the top of those steps. Giving sexy sultry eyes and a sexy walk she let us know she has arrived and she came to put on a show. She opened up with “Lose Control” and man this woman’s vocals though! I messed around and didn’t record the scatting that she did cause I was so much in awe. She is one of the few that I love to hear scat. She played around with the audience about being too stuck up when she talked about sex. I can just imagine the looks on some of the older folks there lol. At one point she let her background singer Danetra Moore take over the rest of a song and when I tell you that girl can blow! Various “YOU BETTA SANG GIRL” was heard throughout the crowd. During her performance she told a story and took us through the three stages of a relationship with her song selection…the beginning, the middle, and the end or new beginning. When we got to the end/new beginning of a relationship she spoke about her new acoustic album titled “Intimate Truth” and she performed the acoustic version of some of her songs. One of those songs was “Stay Together” which features Jaheim but since Jaheim wasn’t there she playfully sang his part. Before she closed out her show she went out to the crowd and up to the balconies to show them some love. One of my friends, who is a huge fan and is also a singer, was up there and she got a bomb picture of Ledisi while she was standing right in front of her. She closed the show around 11:30 with “Bravo” and spoke to the audience about following their dreams and not giving up. I know she was preachin to somebody and somebody needed to hear that message.
Overall the show was the bomb and I advise everyone to go see them next time they are in town, whether together or separately cause you’re gonna get your monies worth. I think out of all of them I enjoyed Raheem Devaughn the most. I don’t know if it was because I doubted him and I was shocked at his vocals or because he was unbuttoning his shirt lol. Anywho I got my life and get yours too lol. Peep the pics, links, and videos below…
Sidenote: This man sitting directly in front of me head smelled so bad y’all. I mean like he hadn’t washed it for months. Just a bunch of dandruff, cheap grease, and whatever else. I just know every time he moved I got a serious dose of it. I’m talkin bout GAG reaction. SMH and he was too damn old for that. And his girlfriend next to him ought to be shamed. How you keep your hair cut but it still smell bad