Well Well Well Miss Rihanna has returned to the music scene today. The pop diva songstress proclaimed that the wait would be over today it is was most certainly was when she premiered her new single, "Russian Roulette." Her new album is called Rated-R!!!!! I am so happy that kept this title because I think it is just tooo fierce..
Well her new single is a slow track which I have to sat I wasn't expecting at all. The haters and Stans of a certain Self-Proclaimed Queen of R&B can say what they want. This track is hot. I mean it has everything you need in a single great lyrics strong vocals (Are you Kidding from Rhi Rhi???) Yes I said strong vocals, a great bed and beautiful production. Now people are getting into a frenzy because she did not release an uptempo track and while I was caught off guard by this I don't see the problem with it.
Our society has forgotten about the Ballad!!!! It frustrates me because Ballads put everything into a different perspective and gives the listener more of an insight than an uptempo track ever could. So this song will be a hit because it is also extremely radio friendly and a solid song. Mix that with Rihanna's promotional team and it's a wrap!!!!!
Why are my feelings only important when I am ready to leave Why is it that when I am armored you see me clearly But when I appear naked you walk through me Blind to the fact that I indeed exist You were supposed to see me on that day I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I was a Bitch!!! When I cast you aside you tried to be beside me But now that I am in your presence you are unaware of my existence Why can’t you realize I am here when I truly am Instead of realizing it when you only have a piece of me You must not want all of me, you must just want half But I don’t want you to want me in that half-committed state Because that is such a lonely road, an empty path Filled with the thorns of a cast of emotions I never dealt with in the past Coming in and out of my life Slowly draining the blood from my body as they prick my skin One by One until I fall in a lovers field gasping for air Our love takes its last breath Signaling the end of us My pieces have been shattered to a crucial point Broken in my hope for a brighter tomorrow Because today you didn’t get that I loved you when I tried
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Ok so here FINALLY is the new video from Mrs. Leona herself for her first single titled "Happy" off of her upcoming album Echo.....
I swear Lady Gaga is the queen of the bridge.....All of her bridges and transitions within her songs are remarkable...I mean really, I was on Youtube and saw the finished version of her song "Bad Romance" that will be appearing on the re-release of her quadruple platinum debut "The Fame" which is retitled, "The Fame: Monster" Listen to this amazing song and then get into the bridge, I swear she is the QUEEN OF THE BRIDGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG Jordin Sparks has got to be one of the most underrated pop singers and American-Idol winners that has come off of the show. I mean gosh this girl sings her butt off and has so much vocal versatility that it is so sick!!!! Check out this video of her singing S.O.S. and if you do not have her Awesome Sophomore effort "Battlefield" I suggest you hope on the Jordin train
I started writing actual poems not too long ago and it has been one of the best things I could have possibly done for myself. I mean I was a constant journal writer and I always would write these long entrees about how my entire day went. After a while I was trying to find a way to relay my feelings and not take all day. So I started to write poems and it was awesome. At first, I was just writing random things, but now I feel I can express myself so much better as a person because of my poetry writing. So here's to you poetry, thank you for letting me paint on an empty canvas.
In honor of National Poetry Day I will give you this poem!!!!!! YAY!!!!
Title: Blowing By
Wind…..Wind….. Flowing through my hair As aggressively as an angry cab driver seeking his unpaid fare Rushing, Whipping, going on a tear To hide this child’s despair See most people looking from the outside don’t care About the life changing burden this child must bare However strange, However Uncommon, However rare Is the burden this child must now bare The wind knows about this burden and says to the child “do not fear” “I am here to blow away your problem, I am here” But the frightened child by this point was too afraid to hear The call from the wind So stuck as if the child were a meek dear Caught in the bright headlights of life The call from the wind to the child seemed so unclear It informed the child of the future which would soon be near The wind blew and blew with all its power To solve the child’s problem within the hour But it could not succeed because the burden still seemed to somehow tower Over the child’s mind always reaching higher And once the wind realized the burden was too big to defeat on this day The wind eventually blew away Tumbling in the fields with the bundles of hay Leaving the child with this earth shattering burden Leaving the child’s heart in utter dismay
A co-founder and business mastermind behind the world renowned Ben’s Chili Bowl, a critical and fan favorite has passed. Ben Ali crossed over on Wednesday evening at the age of 82. Ben’s is a cultural staple for the U street community and tourists that visit the Washington D.C. area. Over the years, Ben’s great tasting chili dogs and cheese drenched fries have attracted some of the biggest names in the African-American community, including Bill Cosby and Barak Obama. Ali is survived by his wife Virginia and his two sons Kamal and Nizam, who still run the restaurant today. Ben’s is the only business that survived the devastating 1960 riots and is still a popular venue today.
Below are more pictures of the historic venue, the people who loved it and the food that is served
I am doing a lot of self reflection these days. I don't know, I am just all out of sorts because of personal things I am going through but this is neither here nor there. I was wondering certain things about myself.
Like:
Why do I feel ashamed of being gay sometimes? Why am I sooo afraid to stare at men when I am in public. Why am I afraid when men look at me? Who am I as a gay individual within this society? Why do I try to put labels on everything?
See one of my biggest problems is I always put labels on everything in this life. I think I do this because it is what is fed to us in this society because if we really think about it, we all put labels on things. But I struggle especially because I have the feeling that I need to classify myself within this crazy world of labels. So I find myself always trying to figure myself out instead of just living life. I do not have a set style or look I can claim nor do I want one. I like being the way I am on any given day. Some days I feel chill others I feel really masculine and others feminine. So this problem stems from my every-changing personality, because my personality is so layered labeling myself is so complicated
I don't know you guys, I have come to the conclusion that I need to just live life rather than labeling it. So this is what I will do in the future....
OMG so I was visiting a great blog today and it had this clip of the MTV show Boiling Points on it......You remember that show don't ya....Well Lady Gaga was on it....You have to check this out...
The legend that has sung the songs cherished by millions over the years is back with a new sound and perspective on life. Now married to Nick Cannon, Mariah Carey seems more relaxed and ready to go after her last commercially disappointing effort “E=MC2.” On a recent appearance on BET’s 106 and Park Carey stated, “I have too many tracks for the album so that’s my dilemma, my cross to bear.” Now the wait for Mariah Carey’s twelfth studio album entitled “Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel” that was initially pushed back an entire month is over.
Carey is making sure this album is a success for her fans. The usual cd booklet that accompanies the album is actually a magazine like spread with photos of the diva, known for singing big ballads, over the years. There is also a box set that comes with the deluxe edition which has Carey’s autograph and MP3 download of the album along with the actual disc.
The first hit that turned into yet another top ten single for Carey, “Obsessed”, showed us another side of Carey’s ever growing repertoire. She even put a little auto-tune stank on the track for her fans. Not to worry if this song was not a favorite, it is the only one on the album like it. There is little to no auto-tune throughout the rest of the disc. Still this was just a glimpse of what was to come on this ever-changing record.
The album itself is a mesmerizing mix of beautiful vocals, angelic melodies and 808 beats that all bring the memoirs together. Carey still draws from prior experiences of heartache to write her records but now uses her friend’s stories of pain within relationships on her records since she is in a happy place. These stories have morphed into songs like H.A.T.E. U which stands for "Having A Typical Emotional Upset" and Angels Cry. These are the most emotional songs on the album and also fall under the big ballad criteria for which Carey’s legend is known. In H.A.T.E. U Carey’s voice flows gently over the Dreams’ production as she sings “I can't wait to hate you, make you, pay like I do, still can't shake you off.I can't wait to break through, these emotional changes, seems like such a lost cause.” Add a couple of high notes and this song bring a tear.
This album is a musical journey that most will not want to get off because it is so well crafted. Upon the first listen it is obvious Carey carefully pieced together a record that is also assured of being a hit. Every type of song flows into one another from the upbeat tracks to the mid tempos.
This album is the perfect reminder of why Carey’s career is so illustrious in the first place. This album shows how versatile of a singer/songwriter she is and lets her fans know she is still one of the best after almost twenty years of hits. The women in the industry that want to be around for a while need to take notes from Carey because she proves hard work, talent and most of all originality equals staying power.
Why must we live in a world where we are constantly judged by everything we do? Where did we get these screwed up mentality that image is everything and character is apparently nothing? Most of us have this insane idea that we must look a certain way in order to do certain things and fit in certain social circles. So most of us run out and try to get the materials in order to “fit in” with what the masses tell us is cool. The biggest problem with this mentality is individuals who do not have the means to acquire these garments are automatically deemed not cool. Why does this obsession with appearance cause us to judge others so harshly?
One of the funniest quotes I hear all the time is, “I’m doing me.” Obviously some people are too busy judging others to participate in anything productive and I for one am sick of it. As soon as an individual is different in a crowd of what is defined as normal, they are labeled an outcast. Why is this so prevalent in our culture? Too many people are worried about others instead of themselves and what we don’t realize is how our judgments affect others.
Some may be tough in the daylight but they cry the tears that can only be hidden by the night. I wish people would let other people live their lives and stop examining every little thing as if they were born a detective. The worst part of this situation is the judgments are casted prematurely. Most individuals who are put in societies recycle bin are put their because of their look not because of their character or what they have contributed to society.
When someone who is always “fresh” as we like to call it sees another with old shoes on, a laugh fest commences. Why is this happening in a recession which could turn anyone’s existence upside down? Does it really take a disaster such as this for people to understand that everyone is the same? We are the same as in all of us are human. The worst part is some people still do not understand this most basic principle. We all bleed the same we all cry and have feelings, so why must we judge as if we are different? Just because an individual is better off financially than another doesn’t give them the authority to determine this person’s worth.
When it is all said and done in the end and the fat lady had hollered the last note, no one will remember the shoes we wore or the Gucci bags we rocked. No one will care about the jewelry that was once owned or who had the biggest collection of Louis Vuitton pieces. All of these types of accolades are only trivial things that mean little to others and only the world to the owner. People will remember the warmth of your heart and the grace of your spirit. They’ll remember the way you helped them in there time of need which enabled them not to fall too far beneath the cracks of life. It matters what you did in life so “do you” in a way that means something in this world because when we’re dead our image dies with us.
We once were free to roam the streets as the geeks in high school.
Walking in sunlight with the wind at our backs.
But somewhere between now and then, the sunlight faded and the wind turned into a storm that poured over our existence.
We now live in the shadows created by the aftermath the storm left behind.
Where the human eye cannot see because no one cares to look hard enough.
We have become transparent in the worlds view.
So we are forced to sit in a most uncomfortable seat.
Behind society's toleration.
You see we are the outcasts, misfits and freaks no one wants to be bothered with.
Little do they know it only takes one wrong step in this world to fall through the cracks.
And land in the same seat we're sitting in.
Since we sit in the lower ranks of human existence, we are at the mercy of others.
Forced to ask them to help in order to become equal in the world view.
But the shadows are a hard place to escape, so we must wait to be seen.
By someone that takes the time to look.
But most of us are beyond the human eyes of the popular kids who grew up to be placed in corporate America.
Walking in their suits basking in sunlight, sipping on their latte's.
We sit wondering what a drip would taste like.
When they walk past for a minute we remember what the sun feels like on our pale skin.
Then we realize, just as in the past, they are ignorant to the fact we exist.
Then the shadows come again.
Covering our existence to a world gone blind.
