I’m back for another concert review. Check out the pics and video below….
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Those that are close to me know that I’ve been wanting to do a section on my site called Story Time, but this wasn’t how I wanted to start it. Not with this story. I wanted to start with a crazy or funny story, but due to my emotional state because of the recent news stories I figured I should tell this one. Please don’t forget to like and share. Click the video below for the full story…
I’d also like to add…Men would be screaming sexual assault if we held them down and shoved a dildo up their ass. Should we call them a hoe too cause they knew what they were getting into? I gotta stay off social media for awhile smh.
So I’m trying something different with the concert reviews. It takes up a lot of time to type up my thoughts of the performances PLUS upload videos and photos, so I figured I’d just review the shows by recording and uploading on Youtube. I also want to direct you guys to my Facebook page Shelly 80s Baby which is where I’ll be uploading the videos.
Briefly, I’ll just say that I did enjoy myself but it was entirely too damn hot to be at an outside concert. NEVER AGAIN! I’ll just have to miss whoever is coming in this Texas heat next time cause I ain’t gon be able to do it! H.E.R did great and hit all the right notes and then some.
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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 life. 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.
Genre: Rap/Hip Hop
Last weekend I got the chance to sit down with my good friend Andre Ruffin and review “My First Song Is My Last Song” by Dallas underground artist Wade. I actually saw Wade perform at Wild Out Wednesday at Murphy’s and I was just as impressed with his style, lyrics, and delivery then as I am now with this album. As soon as I got home I downloaded it straight to my phone and listened to it several times since. Both Andre and I feel that it is a great album and it’s something that music lovers would absolutely enjoy. Our favorite songs are “Lounging”, “Day After”, “Dedikation”, and “Achy Blues”. One thing that I like the most about this album is that it gives you a variety of different styles all while remaining true to himself and his message. There were some songs we didn’t particularly care for, but at the same time it could cater more to a different type of listener and they may love it. The video is a bit lengthy so I’ve provided the times of each track below just in case anyone wanted to skip some parts.
Thanks again to Wade for asking me to review and thanks Andre for reviewing with me. It was fun, we have to do it again. 🙂 Don’t forget to like, share, and comment.
P.S. I promise I won’t chew gum next time.
Andre’s Ratings My Ratings
Lyrics – 4 Stars Lyrics – 4 Stars
Beats – 4 Stars Beats – 4 stars
Delivery – 3 Stars Delivery – 4.5 Stars
Quality – 4 Stars Quality – 4.5 Stars
Track 1 – 2:05
Track 2 – 5:30
Track 3 – 10:50
Track 4 – 18:25
Track 5 – 25:13
Track 6 – 32:47
Track 7 – 41:06
Track 8 – 47:19
Track 9 – 55:00
Yesterday I was offered the chance to listen to an unreleased single by Brennen John and not only was I thrilled because of the exclusivity and consideration, but also super excited about the fact that it encouraged me to embark on this new journey of doing music reviews. Brennen is from Dallas and has been singing professionally since 2009. He already has quite a buzz on the internet and on the underground scene in the DFW. Because his single hasn’t been released yet I’m unable to do a recording of my initial reaction but I can still describe it to you guys.
Listening to this song makes me imagine enjoying a cool breeze, smiling while the sun beams down on my face, all while letting go of all my problems. I swear I played it like 6 times today. Everything from the finger snaps, melody, harmony, and the “Don’t Worry Be Happy” feel of the song puts you in a good mood. I enjoyed every single run that he did too. Sometimes people can do too many runs and it messes up the song but it wasn’t over the top, it was just right. I bobbed my head and tapped my feet the whole time. This song not only gives you hope but it also makes you want to grab someone, give them a hug and let them know that no matter what they’re going thru, you’ll be there for them and everything will be ok. This inspirational pick me up is right on time for anybody who’s going through hard times or feeling down.
If this delightful tune is a representation of more to come off of Brennen’s up and coming album I’m sure it will be a hit. Definitely be on the lookout for this guy! I love feel good music. Even though my interpretation of the lyrics was that God will always be there for you and be a shoulder to lean on, the message in the song is universal regardless of what your religion is. I wish you guys could have heard it the same time I did but you can follow him at the below links to hear some of his already released music. “Don’t Go Alone” will be available on Feb. 5th on Itunes, Amazon, Google Play, and CDBaby.
Lyrics – 5 stars
Beat – 5 stars
Delivery – 5 stars
Quality – 5 stars
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This past Wednesday I was invited to attend an event called Wild’Out Wednesday at Murphys Restaurante & Lounge by two time award winning host Spaceship Ohayses. Not only did he host but he also performed at the event. This particular Wild Out Wednesday was a little special because they were having a contest for Best RnB Song in which the winner received $250. The judges were Kia D of We Talk Radio, John Grier owner of Dtown Coney Island, Rapper Honey Banks, and Marlo Matthew of Young Vet Photography (mystery judge). Even though I was in work mode I still had such a great time meeting the artist and just really enjoyed the atmosphere. Murphy’s is located in the North Dallas area and serves African and American dishes. Their open mic night is Wednesdays and their Grown and Sexy night is Friday’s. Also on Saturday’s they have a live Reggae band perform. I arrived exactly at 11:00 when the contest was supposed to start and already there was a large amount of people that were arriving at the same time. The place was packed when I got inside, so much that there wasn’t anywhere else to sit except for way in the back by the pool tables. Don’t get me wrong they had plenty of places to sit, they were just all taken. The booths looked comfortable, the pool area looked cool, and the stage was a really good size for performances. They also have a nice patio area if you wanna go outside and talk or smoke away from everyone else. The only thing I didn’t like was the tv above the stage was left on during the performances. All eyes should be on the artist not what’s going on behind them. I didn’t really like the big mirror behind them either. I felt like there should have been a big banner that said Wild’Out Wednesdays, Open Mic Wednesdays, a black curtain or something like that. Other than that the scenery was pretty nice. Oh, there also were so minor issues with the mic in between performances but they quickly resolved it and it didn’t really interrupt the flow of things. GO DJ Lady Ja-Roq did her thing on the ones and two’s while Spaceship entertained the crowd. As far as how the artist did, I’ll start with the winner and then tell the Top 5 artist (including the winner) that I really enjoyed. These Top 5 artist are who I feel like really have that “it” thing about them. Some of them were contestants and some were regular performers.
The winner of the contest was Javon The RnB Teddy Bear and I must say he came PREPARED honey. During his performance he passed out roses to the ladies (I got one too but I’m so mad I forgot it) and basically serenaded us with his sexy song “Are You Busy”. I could tell that he had a following already just from the way the ladies rushed to the front of the stage and sang along to his song. His song sounds like something that should already be playing on the radio. Hell it may have been played before and I just missed it. It definitely had me wishing someone would text my phone and ask me was I busy lol. Not only was his song good, and he showed great stage presence, but the Rnb Teddy Bear was dressed niiiice from head to toe. From what I was told the judges based the scores off of stage presence, appearance, crowd response, and song choice. Even though Javon seems seasoned and some may have felt like it was unfair because he had a big following, I still see why he won. He did his thing. It seemed like a big group of people left after he performed but that didn’t stop the place from being live and turnt up.
Ok and now for my Top 5 performers in no particular order:
The Nature Of Nate
First off I appreciate any artist that can spit good with no music. I loved this guy’s confidence, style, flow, and his music sounds good and goes with the current times. Something about him reminded me a little bit of J. Cole and Kendrick Lamar, not sure if there’s any influence there, but I see similarities. To me his music is the type that people who are not just from the south would enjoy. He kept my attention and I absolutely think he has that “It” factor and should be signed to someone’s label. I found out from his twitter that he’s affiliated with New Money which is Lil Twist’s label under Lil Wayne’s Young Money. Seems like he’s been at it for a while. Hopefully soon he gets his big break.
OMG Wade! A worthy contestant! Ok first of all, he teased the hell out of us because he started off his set by singing “Untitled” by D’Angelo acapella and although I liked his original song that he performed, I wanted some more of the type of singing he started off with. He was giving me a mix between Anthony Hamilton and Bilal. The lyrics to his original song go “Life it can take toll on a man, feeling helpless it’s like it takes the soul from a man”. The fact that he chose an uplifting song that tells brotha’s and sista’s to keep going and keep pushing, lets me know that he isn’t in this just for fame or money. He has a message to give to the world, especially those who are struggling or who have been thru the struggle. Wade not only is talented but he is relatable. He got emotional during his performance and almost made me tear up. I’m thankful to have been able to experience a little bit of the start of this guy’s journey. Keep Pushin My Brotha.
Another contestant and seasoned artist who has been around for a while and was dressed sharp. His song “Thrilla” is catchy and is off of his album Life, Love, and Liquor. It’s one of those songs that makes you bob your head and rock/wind ya hips :-P. I really enjoyed his performance. He’s got a great voice and had great stage presence too. Check out his music below…
I loved his energy! He just went hard to me. I liked his look as well. He got off stage and got down in the crowd and just really engaged with the audience. He wasn’t the first performer to do that that night but I still give him kudos for it. And who doesn’t have trust issues? One of the songs he performed spoke on that, so not only was his song relatable but it was catchy as well. He has an impressive flow and the crowd seemed to really enjoy him too. I really can’t think of a known artist to compare him to, which is a good thing to me.
As far as the other artist, here are my thoughts of them individually.
Kada the Great – He was a little stiff and his music sounded a little dated to me. It was an okay performance. Not bad but okay.
Sleepy – I think he was the first to jump in the crowd and engage with the audience. He set the tone as far as performance goes. To me his music sounds good, kinda sounds like that southern ride in your car with the speakers blastin type music. He danced the whooole time lol.
Dmoney – I really liked his energy and performance. I just wish I would have seen him by himself. He seemed to grab my attention more than the people he was on stage with. Outshined them in a sense.
Mann – It wasn’t too bad I just didn’t feel like he gave 100%. I heard it was his birthday.
Just tha Music – His music sounded slightly unfinished and his voice during his performance a little monotone. I do however think it was great that he had cd’s to pass out afterwards.
A.C.E.E. D – He carried his group that night. I really feel like he is one of the top performers and he has that “It” factor as well. He has that raw talent and he got the crowd rockin. His voice and sound kind of reminds me a lil bit of Lil Boosie. And btw not everybody can pull off the baseball cap, hoodie, and sneaks look. His confidence and stage presence was on point.
Willie Boi – Good music and good looking, but lacking in the stage performance. I’m not sure if being smooth is his thing and that’s what the lack of energy was about or what. But the good thing about the lack of energy was that I got a great picture of him.
Double R – Yaaasss him and Spaceship went AWF! One of the top performances too. They did a GREAT job getting the crowd back hype in the middle of the contest. The type of energy that make you wanna crowd dive and take your shit off. Flow was ridiculous!
3riple D – “You showed me love, but I was never willing. Put a condom over my heart and fucked yo feelings” Man nice lyrics and nice touch with pulling the lady on the stage to act out the song. The only thing I wasn’t feeling was the wardrobe.
2KN8 – He had nice flow and sound and I liked is song. I liked how they mixed Monica’s “Don’t Take It Personal”. I thought he was cute too. The only thing I didn’t like is how much he moved around the stage. There is a such thing as too much energy.
Reisso – I heard Spaceship say before he brought him on stage that he hustles hard on his social media to get his name out there. So I was a little disappointed that he didn’t seem to take his performance serious, so neither did I. I’m not sure if there was too much alcohol or weed, but he just seemed to be too sure of himself when the performance wasn’t even worth the memory on my phone. I have footage but I’m not even gonna upload that.
Lastly Doctor Zeuss – I actually had a private conversation with this guy because I felt like he needed some encouragement after his performance didn’t go so well. My honest opinion of him is that he has the look, his music actually sounds dope, and when his confidence was up his flow was nice. You could tell that he was nervous and he couldn’t seem to shake it. What I didn’t like was his team did not know his song and didn’t do a lot to help him when he got stuck. They were on the stage for support but other than that didn’t back him up. I wish this guy the best of luck on his journey to becoming a better artist and performer.
Overall I had a good time and I’m thankful for the invite. I look forward to the next time I go to Wild’Out Wednesday. I hope that the artist learned a little about themselves from the videos I recorded. One thing I would like them to take with them is that whenever you get up on that stage and grab the mic, that is an opportunity to gain a fan. Take your craft seriously and put forth 100% because you never know who is watching. Also, if you have a crew and they get up on stage with you, they should know your songs. If somebody is there recording, the artist should not only engage with the crowd but also with the person that’s recording. Get all up in the camera face. Know your identity so that whatever you’re attempting to pull off doesn’t seem forced. Each time you perform see if you can get someone to come and record your performance so that you can see for yourself what you need to work on.
Here are the videos of the top 5…
Peep the videos from all the performances on my youtube channel at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjsWvjatg9aVDyCnKl3VI_g
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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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J. Cole put on a great show and had everyone super hype last Sunday (August 23rd) at Gexa Energy Pavilion. I gathered so much footage that I literally could let the videos speak for the review. I damn near recorded the whole show lol. But I’m not going to do that I’m still going to give y’all a lil sumthin sumthin lol.
I had originally bought two tickets for my boyfriend and me at the time, and since he wasn’t able to make it I had to ask a bunch of people at the last minute did they want to go so the other ticket wouldn’t be a waste. Everybody seemed to be busy or just couldn’t make it. At one last attempt I made a facebook post asking did anyone want to go with me, do you know only one person responded!!! Shout out to my homie! Thanks for going with me! But unfortunately he didn’t get off work until 7:00 and the concert started at 6:30. I know, kinda early compared to other shows I’ve attended. I’m assuming because it was on a Sunday. We didn’t arrive to the gates until 7:17 and by that time we had missed the opening act, which was YG. I wasn’t too worried about it because I don’t follow his music much but my friend was highly disappointed. I had never been to the Gexa Energy Pavilion so I didn’t know what to expect. So many people were strolling in late just like us. Once we got inside I was surprised to see all the concession stands and it kinda reminded me of the fair. The fair and the Pavilion are right next to each other so it makes sense. After we grabbed our food and drinks we headed to our seat just in time to hear Big Sean hit the stage around 7:30.
Big Sean’s set was….cute. I’m not a huge Big Sean fan and hadn’t really paid too much attention to his music other than what I’ve heard on the radio. I don’t know why but his voice is a little annoying to me so it’s only so long I can listen to him rap. But after seeing his performance I am interested into listening to more of his music. His beats are really good and some of the music that I hadn’t heard before had my head bobbin. What I didn’t like about his set was it was entirely TOOOO MUCH FOG! I mean like how we was supposed to see you Sean? I had good seats mind you but in order to actually see him I had to look up on the big screens that they had, which by the way was always a few seconds off. I could see his body but not clearly. And it didn’t make for good video either. Nor did the other special effects he had like the bright flashing lights. At least not on my little 13MP camera. It was just a lot going on. Kinda seemed too extra. The stage props were cool. During his performance he talked about Dallas being the other D-Town besides Detriot and his love for the city. Overall his performance was cool, he had great energy, and it was just enough to get the crowd hype for the main act.
J. Cole opened up with his Intro to his latest album Forest Hills Drive and proceeded to perform the entire album along with “Lights Please” and “In the Morning” from his early mixtapes. The crowd sang/rapped along to every single lyric and you could tell J. Cole was overwhelmed by all the love. The humble artist joked about not actually knowing where “St. Tropez” was and not knowing what the abbreviation for LED lights means. He also preached about hood mentality and appreciating what you have instead of complaining about what you don’t have. He brought out Jeremih toward the end of his set to do their new hit song “Planes”. At first I thought Jeremih was listed on the show because he was going to be the opening act. I don’t think he performed first but I’m not completely sure because we got there so late. I don’t think he did though when you consider the time Big Sean started. J. Cole did like most artist do and played like the show was over but came back out to do “Crooked Smile”, “Can’t Get Enough”, “Work Out”, and closed the show with “Power Trip”. I liked J. Cole’s performance the best not just because I’m a big fan and he was the main act, but because I could actually see him! LOL. His visuals in the background were really dope too. Made for good pics.
Even though my friend left the show early to try to beat the traffic, we still wound up sitting in it for awhile AFTER I was walking for what felt like 30 mins trying to find him. Even though I didn’t go with who I was supposed to I was able to shake it off and enjoy the show. As a fan I’m proud of J. Cole and how far he’s come. The Forest Hills Drive album is a great album from start to finish and this show represented it very well. Now even though this is somewhat unrelated, I can’t wait til Kendrick Lamar brings his butt back to Dallas. Drake too. Anywho check out the links, pics, and videos below….
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