tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88263823303850150152024-02-21T04:17:09.866-05:00D.I.A: Diary of an Independent Artist (Green Tea)Chronicles the journey of the ups and downs of Green Tea's pursuit of a long standing career in the music industry.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-4394218392455468422010-03-31T09:00:00.001-04:002010-03-31T09:00:06.653-04:00New York, New York...This past weekend I had the opportunity to go to New York to network with other indie artists. Its funny but the more I get more involved in the music industry, the the more I realize that there are a lot of people with gifts and talents in this world..but not enough willing to step out there to meet others to catapult their careers tot he next level. I know I've been there.<br />
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Its so easy to be complacent within the musical circle in your hometown or area. Confining yourself to the same people who love your music. The challenge is getting it outside of your area to different people and networking, etc. At the end of the day, you can be talented, but if you don't do anything different to challenge yourself, you'll be in the same place.<br />
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I've decided that I'm going to make it happen. I sing in front of numerous people, but I'm a shy person when it comes to striking up conversations and networking I tend to draw back...lol.. I've been getting better though. I'm going to get even better at this to as I plan to go to New York at least once a month. It's game time. I have no excuse...tickets are cheap ...and I can build up my New York fan base. A wise man told me you gotta to permeate New York...if you can make it there you can make it anyhere. So lets get it goin...what indie artist is going to take this challenge with me. Commit to 1x a month to travel to New York network and perform?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-81108635646518604612010-03-28T19:57:00.000-04:002010-03-28T19:57:14.737-04:00Image is just as important as your talent/gift?Since I started out pursuing music... I've gone through so many phases unsure of how I wanted to look, etc. Starting with retro jeans and vintage sneaks...natural hair...that was my beginning. I didn't give much thought to my appearance or how I dressed. I just wanted to sing.<br />
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Well, a piece of that still exists... I still want to sing, but I give a bit more thought to my appearance and my particular style. My experience in the music industry has taught me that branding is essential to your gifts and talents. I will admit, I'm still getting a handle on it, but with great examples like Michael Jackson, the Supremes, Erykah Badu, Stevie Wonder, Music Soulchild, and Maxwell, etc, and a stylist (someone outside of yourself), and other branding consultants, I'm getting a bit better.<br />
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With certain artists, their music and clothing/style is associated with them. Close your eyes, think about Prince...what do you think? Think of Stevie Wonder, what do you think when you think of him. Branding can create a lasting image and also helps people to create a space for you in their brain. Helps them to use something to relate, etc.<br />
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I've decided that I will create a brand:0), but I still want the versatility to play with the different sides of me. I'm goofy, I'm beautiful, sexy, and I'm a nerd....lol. My music is positive and homegrown, but at the same time edgy. I love to talk about life issues, but at the same time I'm beginning to love to talk about love and communicating with the opposite sex (so much more than sex/physical). So that's me.<br />
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So I think more about my clothes and image and how they can either add or subtract from talent and gifts as a singer. Rather I like or not, I understand that I am judged by my appearance. A wise man once told me that you are addressed by the way you are dressed.....and so I keep that in mind.<br />
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You see, I've found that I'm the happiest when I'm singing and it often frustrates me when I don't have gigs lined up like I want. Unfortunately, I can't just take any gig. I have to strategically plan my shows as I don't want to be over saturated in my area or decrease my worth. You know like when you do a lot of open mics etc., some people think that if they can see you for $5 why pay more for you. So I think about stuff like that often. Anyways, I digress.<br />
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Back to what I was saying....so I made some work for myself and went to the studio this past weekend. It was such an invigorating experience. Though I love performing actually more than studio singing...overall the opportunity to create was therapeutic. I recorded 3 songs and am anxious to get back in there and go at it again. <br />
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I'm so grateful that God equipped me with a gift that brings healing to my soul and to my others. So its game time, I will not sit idly while all the shows are coming together. I will write and record and prepare myself for whats about to take place...going to a new dimension! Lets faith it and work it at the same time! Naw mean! lolAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-11366185640448914542010-03-11T13:02:00.000-05:002010-03-11T13:21:35.241-05:00Glitter Ain't Always Gold!!Today, I made a decision to resign from one of my part time jobs. It was paying me good money, and I had signed on with the intent to save more money. You see, I'm the type of person who tries to think ahead and I thought I had a master plan. I didn't have any set hours, just to get the job done....minimum 20 hours a week. Did I mention the pay was good. So I planned that I would save the extra money from this job and really invest in my music. But what I realized that in taking this extra part time, was that it squeezed more time that I didn't have. Most importantly, I was becoming grumpy, angry, and tired that I was squeezing out the time to focus on my music.<br />
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MUSIC!!! Epiphany: I realized that it ain't all about the money! Realizing my mental health and the decrease in my happiness, I resigned from the part time. I had realized this pattern that I was about to get trapped in the game of money. Now, because of money, I was taking jobs that would, in essence, put me in the same position I was in before...no time or energy for my dream and passion. When I became aware of this, I decided I have to leave. I definitely didn't want the money to start getting good and then get trapped in the game. LOL, I sound like a drug dealer or like I'm in a drug game...but sometimes things can get addictive like that. <br />
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I told one of my friends that I'm to the point where I will not sacrifice my happiness or my dreams. It is very important that I'm happy and I know that God wants me happy. I know some people may not understand, but oh well. Since when can you please everyone.<br />
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I'm learning and growing throughout this experience. I'm determined to reach my goals and I continue to make the choice daily...even when I don't feel like it, I choose to be HAPPY!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-14320469007861952222010-03-10T16:09:00.000-05:002010-03-10T16:09:58.464-05:00Transitions...It just came to me about the things that I've been going through...rather it just dawned on me. There was a time in my life where I'd just graduated grad school and was having a difficult time adjusting to the transition from 6 years of college life (stayed to get my Masters) to working a full time job. I was tired ALL THE TIME!!<br />
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Like, my God parents would be like,what is wrong with you. I would come home from work, completely zonked out. I mean completely drained from the world. At the time, I wasn't savy enough to convey my feelings and my parents just thought I was being lazy. I couldn't really tell them how draining it was being a social worker. How you are pretty much a human garbage can for kid's and parents feelings and limitations. I didn't know how to express my feeling too well to them at that time.<br />
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Well now, I'm experiencing much of the same except that I am self aware and more savy. I've done my time in therapy to effectively communicate my feelings and be aware of what I'm going through and so now, I'm able to identify this stage as a growing pain...a transition.<br />
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A transition from depending on a full-time job to depending upon God and my abilities to sustain myself....all unfamiliar turf. But like i got the hang of balancing in social work, so I will get the hang of this. <br />
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I'm gonna track this transition and these feelings by recording. I have decided to record every week or at least write 3 songs every week....my next full length album will document this journey for sure. I'm gonna use the positive and negative feelings/experiences for my muse to create heartfelt music...there-by helping myself thru this process as well as others.<br />
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I'd like to hear about how you've handled some sort of transition in your life..Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-90399141796070888922010-03-05T09:00:00.001-05:002010-03-05T09:00:10.953-05:00Music as a full time career-->I had a talk with my father yesterday about some feelings I've been having about pursuing music full time. I was quite honest with him, when I expressed that I don't like that I have to do things to get a paycheck. I guess that's one of my biggest adjustments right now. He quite frankly responded, baby girl you gonna have to until he's rich or I'm rich. <br />
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Yeah, I guess going into to this thing full throttle, the excitement is waning, the honeymoon period is over, and reality is kicking in. The reality is that until it manifests, I still have to work the part time job for the bills. I think I hate HAVING to work the part time job. Its not that I don't love what I do part-time,working with children and families...I love it...I just don't like HAVING to do something that's all. I hope you get my drift.<br />
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Honestly, I don't want to get into a cycle about making money and putting the full time job of music to the side because of it. I guess I'm still finding my balance and adjusting to this situation. I'm coming to find that I've been having more questions then answers though.<br />
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But I will continue pressing on. My hope is that all the hard work will keep me humble and appreciative once I'm famous.Until then, the grind continues...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-16161677308384108212010-03-03T08:58:00.000-05:002010-03-03T08:58:17.989-05:00Music'opolyI won't lie, at times I get discouraged pursuing music as a career. After turning on the radio and listening to what's called "music" & seeing the youth go wild like its the best thing since sliced bread, I started thinking. I'm like, am I getting older, or is music on mainstream almost non-existent. I started to think that I was chasing pavements by going after this dream. Like where does positivity fit in...more specifically where does my music fit in. <br />
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I pride myself in singing with my heart and singing about issues of the heart...but at times I feel alone in this. Like no one sings anymore or if they do they are "hidden gems" tucked away tucked away on a treasure hunt of some sort. I feel like I'm raging against a machine that has already sanctioned and brainwashed people as to what music is and how it should sound...I don't know, I'm just venting. Yes, we artists have our moments.<br />
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Its not that I think everything on the radio should be about one subject or a particular style...no I won't say that. What I will say is that the radio should be balanced not a monopoly. I hope it changes as I'd like to establish some properties in this music game. I'm just sayin.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-79791417986057405252010-02-24T10:00:00.005-05:002010-02-24T10:00:00.870-05:00Battle of the grind vs. SleepOn Friday, February 19, 2010, I was faced with a battle that I've been fighting for years...the battle of sleep and performing. You see I do alot of things and I tire quickly at times. I'll admit that since I resigned from my full time job that that I've gotten a little better. My energy had definitely increased. I don't know how to tell you this, but I AB-SO-LUTE-LY love SLEEPING!!! I take pride in having a good nap. I can practically fall asleep anywhere and at a drop of a hat (this has gotten me into mounds of trouble might I add) and sometimes my love for sleep gets in the way of my grind. <br />
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You see I'm what you call a morning person. I wake up at the butt crack of dawn..around 6 am or so to get the day going. I've tried to sleep in but that I don't know; my body just is up and goingmost. I'm just a morning person and and I'm the most productive in the morning as well. As the day wanes and night falls instead of going out sometimes, I'm trucking it home to make it to my bed (not mention, I live a good distance away from the city).<br />
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Isn't ironic that that the profession I've chosen requires me to be a night owl, when I'm a morning person? LOL! Well the test came on Friday when I got a text for me to come out an sing couple of songs. I was nestled comfortably under the covers, with Georgie (my cat) curled under my feet when the text came. I mean clothes off in the bed. I wrestled with the idea for an hour and then decided that now was the time to train my body and not have my body be in control of me. I got up took the hour drive to DC and did a couple of songs. After the impromptu gig, I chilled with another indie artist and promoter and gained some musical nuggets that would've otherwise been missed had I still been sleeping.<br />
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I'm learning more and more each day that I have to take control over my body and not let it control me. I will win this battle of sleep and the grind. After all, no one can push me like I can push me and I have to be out there as most gigs are at night. Also, its important to be in the right place at the right time...the very moment you're sleeping can be the very moment that someone was there who was supposed to be instrumental in helping you achieve your dream....and so it means I must sacrifice my love of sleep..sigh...it must be done though.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-34091913785437500002010-02-19T10:00:00.016-05:002010-02-19T10:00:03.327-05:00The Most difficult Song......I guess one of the most difficult songs to record on my mix-tape, Beautiful Weirdo, was the song, Touched A Prayer. Every other song on the mix-tape came pretty easy for the most part. I don't know why this song was so difficult...I guess for me it was the most emotionally charged song for me.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Y-Ts1DGgZoTNQytCLBTTwYaEVs9c9BcsNn6zVFlAoZOToPZev-5FDD_zAtYF31oXBiniQRKAmvB9W3hvV9TBZvus3vJwUvVV1bA8vmdkaiPh0b_vKXnebIVJggZoPGgms8k8ODTCyxBc/s1600-h/tron&me+solomons+island" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Y-Ts1DGgZoTNQytCLBTTwYaEVs9c9BcsNn6zVFlAoZOToPZev-5FDD_zAtYF31oXBiniQRKAmvB9W3hvV9TBZvus3vJwUvVV1bA8vmdkaiPh0b_vKXnebIVJggZoPGgms8k8ODTCyxBc/s320/tron&me+solomons+island" /></a></div>The concept of the song came so easy, well at least easier then recording it. I got the concept from hugging superman and then it came to me, as clear as day, that I was physically touching my prayer. A prayer that I had said over 6 years ago. I thought further about this idea of touching a prayer, and I thought about my girlfriends who I dreamed and prayed about, my Godfather that I prayed about, and a host of other things. It was like an epiphany that I literally talk and touch my prayers every day. So I wondered did people realize that they also talked to and touched some of their prayers as well..and so I wrote about it.<br />
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Though I wrote and arranged it...the song was in a high register..and it was very personal. I was scared to be free and be vulnerable and so I kept holding back. I didn't want to cry on the song ...so I was trying to scale back. Each time I scaled back, the song died a little each time. I was so frustrated that I was to the point where I was going to just scratch the song from the album, but I didn't. I put it on there because of this message. We touch prayers everyday and sometimes we just need to stop to take notice. In fact, we ourselves are someone's prayers. I admit, I still held back, but I put it on there...the original take.<br />
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It was a learning process...I'm still learning to be free even in vulnerability. It's hard work:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-45200590209193456432010-02-17T15:49:00.000-05:002010-02-17T15:49:07.611-05:00We interrupt this blog---to give you SOng-A-Grams by Green TeaYes, I must interrupt my blog on dissecting my current mix-tape, <a href="http://greentea.bandcamp.com/">Beautiful Weirdo</a>, to talk about a recent event that was just wonderful, Valentine's Day. Yes, I know some of you are salty about Valentines, but please indugle in my happiness just for a sec:) okay, not a sec, but a couple of minutes:).<br />
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Valentines Day 2010 was marked with a lot of singing and a lot of glee:) Not just because it was Valentines Day (though I must confess, I'm a hopeful romantic), but more so because I got to do what I love--->share in the joy and the happiness of others. You see, in addition to recording albums, etc, I'm also a traveling Hallmark Card:)... Yes, a traveling Hallmark Card! On special holidays, I sing song-a-grams:) to people's loved ones and I AB-SO-LUTE-LY love it! Its something about hearing smiles over the phone or seeing them in person that just touches my inner core:) Also, I love hearing people communicate their feelings via songs. There were so many good songs that people selected for there loved ones: Brandy's Best Friend, Sarah Vaughn's Misty, Stevie Wonder's I Just called to say I love you, Diana Ross's Missing you, etc. It was pure fun:)<br />
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Pardon me, but I just had to just share how much fun I had on V-Day. After all the song-a-grams were done (gotta work, then I can play), I got a chance to have a date with Superman...my first Valentines Day in 6 years:)..no I mean 7 wow! I must say, it was pure bliss minus the hour or so wait, but then again, who's counting time when your with the one you love:).<br />
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Check out one of the live Song-A-Grams, I did on V-Day:)<br />
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Don't worry, I'll be back to my regular scheduled broadcast lol!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-88911257866233207162010-02-12T12:00:00.001-05:002010-02-12T12:00:00.337-05:00Okay so your going to release a mix-tape....Now What?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZyGVMlpeEwPOXYl5rdqX5KpISGAYWued7ZT6YMwjwdUKB7LvfRyiQvT_QAx-x0ddSdbFxprFk0ImaToug0pXeIR4_4XZhc6m6kK3CtGospJfZy6t-BnO4Bo4e_93hY4W-boPNVPVU0lVY/s1600-h/studio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZyGVMlpeEwPOXYl5rdqX5KpISGAYWued7ZT6YMwjwdUKB7LvfRyiQvT_QAx-x0ddSdbFxprFk0ImaToug0pXeIR4_4XZhc6m6kK3CtGospJfZy6t-BnO4Bo4e_93hY4W-boPNVPVU0lVY/s400/studio.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>It's official, I'm gonna record my first mixtape:), Beautiful Weirdo,woo hoo!! Ha! that was my first exclamation...and then came the pauses: how am I gonna finance this while resigning from my job...pause...what am I going to write about....pause... will people like it..pause... what singer does a mixtape to old outkast beats...pause...and the list of insecurities and doubts went on and on. Well, I didn't wait to be eatin alive about the pauses and the questions...I just went to work. I found someone who believed in me:) or he found me and he made the recording process a cinch....so it was just the writing and vocal performance that was up to me...<br />
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I scheduled my first session. I was still working my full time job and had managed to change my hours so I could work 10 hour days and be off every Tuesday to prepare for the phase out (Thank God for an awesome director). I think it was my 2nd Tues:) and I was so amped. I left the house at 7:30 am to get to the studio in baltimore at 9:30 am. Fighting b-more traffic ain't a game..I ain't lyin. I had 2 songs ready to go...or so I thought. Well, I had solid outlines for them:) as I had written them in the summer.<br />
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I won't lie...I was a bit nervous. I hadn't recorded a studio album since ummm August 2008....but the flow came right back. It definitely helps to have an easy going Engineer as well. In fact, thats a must have, you want to be comfortable where your recording. Sorry, I digress. Now, the first song I recorded was the title track, Beautiful Weirdo.<br />
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I remember when I wrote this song. It was at a time where I just was feeling no love and unaccepted in the industry. Two events had happened that led me to believe that I wasn't fit for the music industry.<br />
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First incident.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhs4cWowf1KZXGpppKdcKhUuYBatNoXP0YbESdIX-tVksfPQyqDxJ0789p-uUHyuv-WmW5kezASTkkWThUqqpk5h78oYK5_EdGEnaqxY9JuoScFF5b4bzcoC1qOEkRyGInzAOAfe3jxi6h/s1600-h/5694_109112851156_660551156_2688973_4573215_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhs4cWowf1KZXGpppKdcKhUuYBatNoXP0YbESdIX-tVksfPQyqDxJ0789p-uUHyuv-WmW5kezASTkkWThUqqpk5h78oYK5_EdGEnaqxY9JuoScFF5b4bzcoC1qOEkRyGInzAOAfe3jxi6h/s320/5694_109112851156_660551156_2688973_4573215_n.jpg" /></a></div>I was trying to get a Publicist/Marketing team to stir some buzz about "Green Tea." I had devised the plan that I would take my income tax money and invest in me. I was ready to spend 7 grand. Well, I went there with my Sweet Georgia Brown Weave blowin in the wind and with a fully beat face (I.e. had on make-up). I was feelin good and looking good until they started chewing me a new butt hole. "How many supporters do you have, if you called a show today, how many people would come, what kind of video is this (talking of sweet georgia brown), why is there a duck in it and where is sweet georgia brown, what kind of look do you have, why do you have crinkly hair in one video and long Beyonce hair in the other, you would do better in atlanta, you need to make an image decision, etc., and so on and so on. I was so ill prepared. I thought i would be asking them questions and not them drilling me. I felt naked with just my Beyonce weave blowing in the wind all the while holding back the tears that welled in my eyes. At that point, I just wanted to give up and take what was left of my pride and walk on. I remember calling one of my besties in tears. She gave the pep talk and reminded me of God's word and was gangsta...like who are these people and who are their other clients. "Never even heard of these folks, lets google em." Then I called superman (yes, my boyfriend will here in be referred to as superman) sounding like a weather beaten cat...not my usually bubbly self. I was down.<br />
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Feelin rejected by the pub firm, I sought a booking agent. I've always thought if I could just gain the platform, I'd win hearts and supporters. I have a passion for singing live, connecting with the audience, and I'm good at it. So I contacted a local booking agent here in the area..there aren't that many in DC to begin with. I submitted my cds and then came the Door Slam in my face: "You're not marketable." "I can't book any shows for you." I remembered thinkin, huh? Not when I know the people you've been booking, who perform in the same venues as I do around town. I was like wow ok. I was hurt again.<br />
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So in essence, I took those events and started the song with this question/chorus, Who want this girl, who wants this girl, who wants this girl-->This beautiful Weirdo. The words just flowed. I delved deep into the feelings of tryna fit in...yes i did...tried to be the image people were pressin on me to be "commercial girlie girl" and I hated it. Not being able to really move on stage cuz my dress was too short and I couldn't walk in the heels lol!...there i got the lyrics "I didn't embrace the skin I was in, tryna force the gift, but I didn't fit in" In the end, the climax of the song, is that I answer my own question... GOD Wants this girl:) this beautiful weirdo:)<br />
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There you have it the title cut of the first song--->Beautiful Weirdo<br />
The funny thing is...people love this song..when I recorded it, I thought it was just a self purging and self realization about who I am... but no it has a deeper meaning, its a universal song:) that encourages people to accept who you are:)<br />
Stay tuned for more:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-28276191990720423812010-02-10T12:00:00.012-05:002010-02-10T12:00:00.176-05:00Planning of the Beautiful Weirdo--->Mix-tape & Show<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">In honor of my acceptance of my role and purpose in life, I decided to release a mix-tape, called the Beautiful Weirdo. I started this process the later part of 2009 and while recording, I got a call from a venue owner offering me a performance date of January 22, 2010 to perform @ LIV nightclub in DC. I hadn't done a live full show in DC in eons and so I thought this was perfect timing. I decided then that, January 22, 2010, would be the launch party of the mix-tape, Beautiful Weirdo, and the celebration of me taking the leap to pursue music full time. Woo hoo sounded simple enough.</div><div><br />
</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHRrpkMGZ3yPc4B7cxPbmlwuEhdaLZxd5yY40qhsm7THPUE3k7wq18qQC89qmFz_ywu6jDJzROW83CvRxWLar4qlU-8bhCzd8LGuRzp6-4uFeKPileQX4YhfI0FBmFO9qC_M18TVN7XUY/s1600-h/4-up+on+2010-12-31+at+18.25+%235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHRrpkMGZ3yPc4B7cxPbmlwuEhdaLZxd5yY40qhsm7THPUE3k7wq18qQC89qmFz_ywu6jDJzROW83CvRxWLar4qlU-8bhCzd8LGuRzp6-4uFeKPileQX4YhfI0FBmFO9qC_M18TVN7XUY/s320/4-up+on+2010-12-31+at+18.25+%235.jpg" width="320" /></a>Ha, I wish it were that simple. There's a lot of things that go into planning a show and mix-tape for that matter. I had a general outline...just a little sketch, but not as detailed as it could have been. Nonetheless, I dove headfirst into the project to get the job done. All I knew was the end result, my mix-tape and the performance of the mix-tape..that was all I knew. </div><div><br />
</div><div>So I got busy recording the songs first. I choose for the back drop of the mix-tape all OutKast instrumentals because they exemplified what a beautiful weirdo is...they go against the grain no matter what. OutKast has created their own niche with a disregard for conformity. Not only did they represent Beautiful Weirdo, they have the grittiest tracks and the sound I love. It's funny, I've always considered myself to be a rapper (lol, though I'm not the best at it) and so I love to sing over hip-hop tracks. So that was settled:)... OutKast it is and OutKast it shall be. But with so many dope tracks, how do you choose.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Hmmm....its simple for me how I choose a track, be it OutKast or just tracks in general. I go with what speaks to my heart. Sometimes, lyrics automatically flow...sometimes I have songs already written that I can merge...sometimes I just love the track and I start from scratch (Cuz I gotta write something), or sometimes I just visualize. I don't know it just depends. Regardless of the track though, I'm a writer that writes from my heart. Normally, the 1st verse and chorus is easy. I don't normally write down the 1st verse or chorus..I just keep repeating it until memorization..but the 2nd verse...ha ha...normally takes me the longest..and I normally write that one down:) Or sometimes, I'll just press record and flow off the top and take what works and put it all together. I don't know if you guys are fans of the movie, Five Heartbeats (its my favorite), but there was a scene in the movie where the little girl and Duck (Robert Townsend's character) put pieces of trashed lyrics together to form one song... I tend to think that I do stuff like that too:). Yup so I do all those things...whatever works or I feel at the time. </div><div><br />
</div><div>So thats briefly how it started. I got the idea for the mix-tape, selected the instrumentals, and then began to write. I'm going to continue to take you on this journey that I went thru to arrive at the finished product, the mix-tape and the show...in hopes that you can take nuggets from it:) During the beginning process, I learned its good to have an outline, even better if its a thorough plan...but more than anything, I learned that whats important is that you start somewhere...you can always fine tune plans throughout the process. In fact, you may have to do that anyway even if you have the most detailed plan. Just start!!</div><div><div><br />
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You see, I'm an artist who takes pride in addressing spiritual matters, relationships, love, and life with no hesitation. So those who attend my shows hear God in the club. They hear me touching on subjects that people dont want to talk about in music.<br />
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Like one of my songs, Soul Connection, talks about being in a relationship but realizing the reason that the relationship wasn't working was because of not being on the same page spiritually. Its life and its real, but thats a side of a relationship thats not explored in R&B and <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1265590651_1">soul music</span>. Its almost like a separation of church and state. I get flack from gospel artists/church (why you in the clubs?) and I get flack from r&b/soul folks (did she just say God, in the club)?! Yup, I did and I do...ha ha:). I used to feel weird and like I didn't fit in, but then I realized I don't have to fit anyone's mold. Rather i fit or not, I'm going to do me:)<br />
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So thats my purpose as an artist, to be the Beautiful Weirdo, that I am, no matter the popular trends in music. I will continue to fulfill my purpose and mission on this earth: to encourage people to grow, to heal, to love, and to learn thru music.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-2392093096116497702010-02-06T21:14:00.000-05:002010-02-06T21:14:28.289-05:00I'm Back:)--->Is A Music Career A Real Job?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPu5CfYqXymERH9TahvTRWCBQovdPnA1TDl515HW182ISyWbk7W1suwucqXYFiCi-1y1EeYgIbX1jMMjPk4hwGSpSTlvzqtRBTq-Jce1dx57g3o5PRH4Uw-CjLx_SenxkFY-FgyBtiEiRC/s1600-h/PC081082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPu5CfYqXymERH9TahvTRWCBQovdPnA1TDl515HW182ISyWbk7W1suwucqXYFiCi-1y1EeYgIbX1jMMjPk4hwGSpSTlvzqtRBTq-Jce1dx57g3o5PRH4Uw-CjLx_SenxkFY-FgyBtiEiRC/s320/PC081082.JPG" width="320" /></a>Okay, so I'm snowed in and I just finished watching the Julie & Julia movie...a movie about the famous cook book writer, Julia Childs, and a blogger who took the journey through Julia Child's cooking world and I just realized that I've neglected blogging about my own experience. I neglected all the fun and not so fun experiences about my journey and quest as an independent artist through the music world. There have been so many things happening and time has been moving so fast...I sincerely apologize. So I'm back and I promise I'll do better...after all a promise is a promise:)<br />
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So what's life like as a full time artist?!! Hmmm... its definitely different..it has its perks, but it also has its challenges. I'll be tellin you about the good and the bad along the way. First things first, I poppa freaks all the ladies...lol just kidding (Biggie Rap)...seriously though, first things first, one of the challenges I've endured thus far is adjusting to others perception of what actually qualifies as a job. You'd be amazed how many people have actually made comments like, "she don't have a real job." Oh, I can't forget my favorite, " hey can you do this, cuz its not like you have a real job." Yeah, it caught me off guard and I will say that it hurt too.<br />
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People have in their mind that if you're not working for a company or someone that you don't have a "real job." It seems that people just don't understand what it takes to work for yourself as a full-time artist pursuing music full time. If I listed all the things I do in being a full time artist...hmmm....just to name a few--- I still wake @ 6 am:), searching for gigs, doing publicity (searching for interviews, etc.), following-up on all emails/inquiries, graphic design/etc for emails, shipping cds to people/countries, scheduling photo shoots, negotiating contracts/gigs/etc, writing, arranging, recording music, band rehearsals, vocal rehearsals, selling cds, part-time job (pay for the bills)etc...ok thats enough for now...its alot especially when you're only one person.<br />
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So pardon me, but I find it offensive when people belittle my pursuit to pursue what I love when majority of people are comfortable going to work everyday for something they don't love. I definitely take it personally not just because I'm an artist, but because I have musicians and artists that I work with who's grind is so hard. I respect them and I appreciate them so much and I know how hard they work.<br />
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So the next time, you ask someone what they do for a living and they reply saying they are a drummer, a vocalist, etc...even if you don't understand it, respect their grind and the heart it takes to pursue your passion in hopes of eating off of it.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-62287444692695442702009-12-28T17:45:00.001-05:002009-12-28T17:49:09.174-05:003 days till 2010It's kinda hard for me to believe that Thursday, December 31, 2009 will be my last day at my full time job. With the start of the new year, January 1, 2010, I'm embarking upon a new page of my life where I will be my own boss. My own boss...wow. I sigh with excitement and anxiety all in the same breath.<br />
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I feel like I'm leaving my parents, a job of 5+ years that provided a sense of security to strike out on my own. I remember going thru this process before when I left my grandma's home in S.E DC to become a homeowner in Waldorf, MD. I was scared, but I did it and now I wouldn't trade that experience for the world. If I wouldn't have done it I would've never known that I could do it. Not only that, who would've thought that by moving to Waldorf that I would meet superman (affectionate name for my man) who lives practically down the street from me. How ironic. I would've never know that it was even possible unless I first took that step.<br />
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Even though that first step was scary...I took it. I will even admit now, that I'm scared at taking this step to pursue music full-time...but yet I'm still taking it. I believe that God is waiting for people to just take a step and He will stand and deliver and show how great and mighty He is...A testament to all! So I'm taking the step..acting on what I believe....knowing that God is with me thru it all.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-22329204867283734642009-11-30T17:12:00.002-05:002009-11-30T17:14:40.291-05:00Countdown!!....till full pursuit of my Dreams!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkC1icsc9vq-d7S8UzUVg7VuA079ubltIfDkOLQ17dula13ZONt9u1a1kZqKGnAiEdPTEYn7wIGhw9BgkznrLsVBMIGQLh9U-1GxNQF9e00r1R9JzxdN7G-A6uKiRcSIGbK6QyDbmiVLni/s1600/performance+shot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkC1icsc9vq-d7S8UzUVg7VuA079ubltIfDkOLQ17dula13ZONt9u1a1kZqKGnAiEdPTEYn7wIGhw9BgkznrLsVBMIGQLh9U-1GxNQF9e00r1R9JzxdN7G-A6uKiRcSIGbK6QyDbmiVLni/s400/performance+shot.jpg" yr="true" /></a><br />
</div>I can't believe that tomorrow marks the first day of December and also the countdown of me leaving my full time job of almost 6 years. I decided in October that I would not start another year at this job and I tell you, since I made that decsion...I won't deny, its been a little trying. I've been having dreams about jobs, getting fired, etc. just crazy stuff (just my anxiety about launching into the unknown). At times I wanted to change my mind. I'm like I can just keep working this job in addition to the 3 other jobs and just stack chips. But everytime I'm reminded every week that my time is done at this job. I'm like wow. I realize that my peace of mind and happiness is far more important to me than money. Me persuing my dream and purpose is far more important than just gaining checks...soundz crazy?!!<br />
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I also realized that I was leaving out the supernatural in the process. I'm so busy thinking how am I going to cover this and that. Trying to work and do everything...I forgot that I did the most important step....I stepped out. I made the decision and I'm following through and in the past all i needed to do was to act and believe. <br />
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I remember when I was believing God for my house. I had just graduated from my master's program and contrary to popular belief...I wasn't makin big money lol. I still paid my tithes and offering though consistently and so I made a demand on on my seed and reminded God of his word. I bought a house, no money down. I also pulled every experience that I had in which God made a way out of no way to use as stepping stones to stretch my faith. I remembered going to college and crying not knowing how I was going to finish because I didn't have the money....but here I have two degrees, a bs and a master's degree. I remembered how I believed God for my first car...and I was comfortable with just a put put..but my first car was a mercedes benz (no payments)...thats the exceedingly and abundantly. I mean I took these instances...and like in the story of David and Goliath...I used the experiences as stones to throw at the giant (any circumstance, situation, etc. standing in your way).<br />
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So I must do the same here...use my past experiences as stepping tools. It's game time. Truth be told I've already won. I believe and I've already taken the first step:) Have you taken the first step to pursue your dreams? God is waiting on you to just make a move. Start today:)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-21802224452923716752009-11-22T13:16:00.000-05:002009-11-22T13:16:49.841-05:00Teamwork to make the Dream Work...<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH8mQCsJ-ByHzNa2U4xSYkhza20NeY21D-qZGiJnFCGJkmFpfi7keESdkDuwDm1Sgwmr8n0YmV0SYOqwGb3iNjd45972I_waNwuFwV_TtFaZp-_C5RGZ_fN7V2A4_UiYL3Y_F55231LsGT/s1600/vacationanddriving+revised.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH8mQCsJ-ByHzNa2U4xSYkhza20NeY21D-qZGiJnFCGJkmFpfi7keESdkDuwDm1Sgwmr8n0YmV0SYOqwGb3iNjd45972I_waNwuFwV_TtFaZp-_C5RGZ_fN7V2A4_UiYL3Y_F55231LsGT/s320/vacationanddriving+revised.jpg" yr="true" /></a><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I'm not sure how I'm feeling right now. So much is going on in life and I can't seem to hold on to the time long enough or get enough accomplished in the day before the next day is here...and often times I feel frustrated and alone in this...except for a few dedicated people who support me...but they are few and far in between. I was talkin to another fellow artist wondering why does it seem to be so hard for independent artists in this area (I'm from DC). <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Sigh, I've come to the conclusion that alot of people are "me" minded and all they can focus on is themselves. In contrast, my belief system lends me to help and sow my time an energy where I can. I just think that what you give you have to get back...universal law. I think that if independent artists share their knowledge and pool together their resources then it wouldn't be so difficult and we wouldn't have to spin our wheels....but we don't. We keep the information locked and tucked away unless you have the access card or have been approved by the "in crowd." It's like I can hear the monopoly man, Do not pass go...do not collect $200. <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">There's this great fear amongst artists in this area that I'm not gonna tell them about this...because they may outshine me... which is ridiculous. When you're secure in what you do you know that you can only be the best at doing what you do. A wise woman once told me when I would tell her..I wanna do the stuff that Ledisi does with her voice...I wanna get low like India Arie...she told me you can only sing like Tekeah sings. I have my own voice and I'm best at singin like me:). I will say there are a select few who will give of their resources and their hearts and I really appreciate you all and will forever be at service to you. So I'm suggesting a union of independent artists who have genuine love for one another come together to take over the game....instead of being raped by it (yeah the industry is that rough). Also, if you'd like to join my team and become a member of my tribe as I pursue my love of music, please do so (email: <a href="mailto:greenteasoul@gmail.com">greenteasoul@gmail.com</a> include in subj heading: Green Tea Tribe).<br />
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</div><blockquote> I firmly believe that it takes teamwork to make the dream work and what you make happen for others, someone else will make it happen for you. Its a universal law. </blockquote>So if you have special gifts and talents...I don't care if you've perfected a winning smile. I need you and I realize that <strong>I can't do it all by myself. I need a winning team</strong>. <strong>We ALL need winning teams:)</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-59195734220777098282009-11-18T08:10:00.005-05:002009-11-18T08:10:00.997-05:00What is Beautiful Weirdo...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgLkllOddihyphenhyphen8ytf0mMnpibsGSISzONAGyja3np5IOyZsJXf96Jm0fz5rW1KGcmfaIq1v-bW7enTWiHzdW_G-lAR3YjtwdADVFikh_bK16f2ZgHZ4MBD_NJNSOJta28ZLBQ0UNWqgvVe6E/s1600/scarf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgLkllOddihyphenhyphen8ytf0mMnpibsGSISzONAGyja3np5IOyZsJXf96Jm0fz5rW1KGcmfaIq1v-bW7enTWiHzdW_G-lAR3YjtwdADVFikh_bK16f2ZgHZ4MBD_NJNSOJta28ZLBQ0UNWqgvVe6E/s320/scarf.jpg" yr="true" /></a><br />
</div>I think it was earlier this year when my older sister, Aiysha, called me a beautiful weirdo and when she called me that it struck a chord. Since I can remember, I've felt out of place...like I never really fit in. When I was younger I was told I was too grown (I always had a smart mouth), then I got saved (acccepted Jesus Christ as Lord) in the 7th grade...so I stopped cursing and was trying to live right lol...whatever that meant...and then when I went to high school...it was the same thing. Trying to explain to people why i didn't kiss or party (can you believe I'm from Southeast DC and I've never gone to a go-go), etc. When I went to college, I was called Mary Mother of God...because I went to 3 mixers (freshman parties) and didn't go to any more. It just didn't feel right to me. I stayed in my room and wrote songs...imagining myself singing in front of audiences. In church, I felt like I didn't fit in because I was a little too weird and then I didn't fit in within society because I was a little too square. I went thru so many phases of where I tried to fit in each world....the church and within society...each causing me pain and sadness. I used to have thoughts like who wants this girl?...especially after being rejected as an outkast because I didn't do certain things. It wasn't until I was really honest with God about how I felt and who I thought that I was...that things changed. I stopped trying to apply other's universal principles to me and sought God for myself to find out what worked for me. Contrary to popular belief, what works for some may not work for others. It was definitely a learning process...but through it all I learned to appreciate my uniqueness and really love me. Love what God created me to be...which is to be Tekeah C. Scott....who sings on the praise and worship team and also sings in clubs. Most important, I learned that God absolutely loves me and He created me...woo woo moment right there. So Beautiful weirdo is simply this: those who dare to be beautiful in being the people they are (even when they're looked at as being different/weird). I'm a beautiful weirdo and I love it:)<br />
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Now, I know without a shadow of doubt the answer to: <strong>Who wants this girl?</strong> <br />
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God wants this girl, this beautiful weirdo:) He uses the very essence of our beings to help others...He's just dope like that:)<br />
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Beautiful Weirdo:The OutKastAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-60121650948903203482009-11-16T14:41:00.000-05:002009-11-16T14:41:04.718-05:00Transitioning...in this economy what!!!!Right now I work 3 jobs: my full time gig (foster care agency), my part- time job (child therapist), and my music gig (Green Tea). My goal has been to have my music be my full time career. So this year I decided that this year would be it and I've prepared all along the way. I've paid off my credit cards and other bills. I put in my notice to my job that I'd be resiging and be up and out by the end of the year.<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> Immediately when I did it, I felt a relief like a weight had been lifted. I feel like now is my time and that I'll never know how far I can go until I really give it my full attention. I've tried to do it all, but I realize that with doing everything at once my energy is drained and I don't have time to focus on my craft. You wouldn't believe that as soon as I made up my mind, I had folks say WHATTTT!! in this economy ...yes in this economy. I had others offer me jobs during this and that...even one for 70, 000k. I won't lie, I was even tempted to take that job. Then I remembered my purpose.<br />
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</div>I wasn't resigning because of the money. I was resigning because I want to be paid for what I truly enjoy....thats singing. I can't even express what the opportunity to give of my gift means and I didnt' want to waste another minute working for someone elses vision instead of my own. I want to know that I tried and I gave it my all. I don't want to be 30 or 40 and say well I wish I would've...or I could've. I feel as though I'm young and I can always find a job...but right now my focus is on my dream and putting my energy towards it to make it happen. Faith without works is dead...so I'mma about to work it.<br />
<blockquote> I refuse to continue to work for someone else while my dream is steadily dying on the inside. </blockquote>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-27232139188062467822009-11-10T18:59:00.000-05:002009-11-10T19:01:02.822-05:00Music Tuesdays...Beautiful Weirdo: The OutKast<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi639PvC001ySBmpkIunndb3sezsaXLkk6Vps9nYC1MHnXEvDZZ_89N9EHvriRs0pCBgJU02T-jY-0L841gjnEQj8vw1zbYriz4nZxeapv6ZmWEBksbBzNstIMx8FFoNDe6E6xMR-vFsPOc/s1600-h/studio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi639PvC001ySBmpkIunndb3sezsaXLkk6Vps9nYC1MHnXEvDZZ_89N9EHvriRs0pCBgJU02T-jY-0L841gjnEQj8vw1zbYriz4nZxeapv6ZmWEBksbBzNstIMx8FFoNDe6E6xMR-vFsPOc/s400/studio.jpg" /></a><br />
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Today was absolutely a fantabulous day:)!! Tuesday is the one day a week that I have off from my job to focus all of my creative energy on music. Just because I'm off from one job doesn't mean that it's a lax day. Not at all. I left the house at 7:30 am just to fight the traffic to get to b-more at 9:30 am. From 9:30 am to 3:30 pm we got it in non-stop (ok...one bathroom break..i ate fruit in between recording ..i come with snacks in tow).We recorded 3 songs for my mixtape, Beautiful Weirdo: The Outkast. It was a very productive session. With this mixtape, I'm venturing out in different directions and exploring different sides of me as well as experimenting with my favorite instrument, my voice. My voice coach would be proud lol.<br />
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<strong>So what's a recording session like for me:</strong> It means having a thermos of tea with me lol or some type of liquid (some people are a fan of Gatorade). It means being comfortable with my recording environment. I laugh alot and will test the limits of my voice and don't mind failing in my efforts. So in essence, I'm a clown as I'm getting it done. So glad they don't record my foolery...or do they? Its' also important to be comfortable so you can get loose (term for opening up vocally) so you can do the best takes. Thats just a little bit...i'll tell you more as we move along:)..there are more songs to record for this mixtape, Beautiful Weirdo: The OutKast....any takers on the meaning of the title of the mixtape?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-10172139003797041692009-11-09T08:38:00.000-05:002009-11-09T08:38:20.512-05:00It Could've Been Worse...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Its nothing like having a car break down on the New Jersey Turn Pike. Nothing says,"This can't be happening," like a car that refuses to accelerate or move at all. Well, that was the start of my weekend. Friday night to be exact. As I was on my way to a wedding in New Jersey, my friend's car broke down. What in the world? Shout out to my friend (who ended up spending a grip..you handled it well bud). So many things went wrong on that day, but we went thru it all to see my friend confess her love to her soon to be husband and we did. In the process of everything happening, I penned (wrote a song) about it. In essence, the premise of the song is that although everything goes wrong, there's a different way to look at it. Like there's a difference between having a car break down and you having the money to take care of it (to fix it, tow it, get a rental, and pay for it to be fixed) rather than having a car break down and you being illequipped to manage. So it could've been worse. Could've been in a situation where the car was stuck in New Jersey until you scrambled or saved the money to pay for the expenses. Think about how many cars are left on the road, only to be towed and never picked up again. So thats the context of the song...just looking at things differently and seeing that things could've been worse. <br />
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That trip took alot out of me and I didn't even do all of the driving. But I was able to regroup and I must say that the studio session on Sunday was the truth. I recorded the title track, Beautiful Weirdo, of my soon to be released mixtape, Beautiful Weirdo: The OutKast. This mixtape is definitely gonna push the envelopes and I'm sooo ready. Stay tuned for more info. So glad I didn't allow the beginning of the weekend to ruin my session.<br />
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Yesterday, after working I jetted over for a gig; I was to perform in Adams Morgan. On the flyer, it said that the doors open @ 8 pm.. So I figured I'd get there earlier, 7:30 pm, in efforts to demonstrate professionalism, get a sound check, etc. since previous communication to get this information went unresponded. Got there 7:30 pm, no dice. No one there to direct me or anything. I'm thinkin ok, maybe this is CP (colored people) time and so I wait....No dice. Order food, eat, and have a couple of laughs. Time check 9:00 pm. No one has a clue about the order of performers and the band is not there. Not to mention, I'm tired from work and I live in no man's land, Waldorf, Md. So what do you do? Here I've sent out promotions about me being on the event, etc. and I have no clue as to what is happening. Then I get word that they haven't even heard from the band and they won't start anything until they hear from the band. *blank stare* I'm thinkin wow. So I left. No performance. I just packed up my bags and left. Learned a valuable lesson. No confirmation of logistics before a gig, I'm not coming. Period. <strong>Question: Where has professionalism gone?</strong> Is it a thing of the past? I take my craft seriously. It's a job. So I expect the same from others putting on events. Sigh. Let me know your thoughts or any crazy stories about gigs where professionalism just went out the window.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826382330385015015.post-26944409257392267132009-11-05T13:49:00.000-05:002009-11-05T13:54:42.337-05:00Introducing Green Tea...& The ProcessReaders,<br />
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</div>I Wanted to take this opportunity to formally introduce myself and the purpose of this blog. So here it goes. I'm Green Tea:) I'm a singer-songwriter who has been aggressively pursing this dream to sing full time since December of 2004. I currently have two albums out Dosage I: Shades of Green and Dosage II: CHoices <a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/greenteamusic2">www.cdbaby.com/greenteamusic2</a> and I'm currently workin on my mixtape.I thought it would be best to start to document my thoughts as I undertake this process. And thats exactly what it is, a process. I think there's a misconception that pursing music is easy. You see lavish videos, hear t-payned voices (no disrespect to T-Payne)and two chord songs and seemingly everyone is trying to be a producer or singer....which makes it look easy and takes away from the actual craft of it all. So my quest is to give you my grind as I pursue the craft and work in earnest to become a master of it. During this course of these blogs, I want there to be an exchange that I'm taking nuggets from you and you from me. So the journey begins...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04429326190720816276noreply@blogger.com1