What would your dream job look like?
Working in public relations for a record label or a rising atrists A&R person.
12.14.2009
12.09.2009
"Jukebox Is Here"
Hello all! As you know, I'm extremely supportive of rising music artist, Priscilla Renea. Her album, appropriately titled, "Jukebox" is finally available for purchase! I don't know about you, but I'm super excited. It has been a long journey, but well worth the wait. First thing I did on the morning of Tuesday, December 1, was download the album from iTunes. I'm not exaggerating when I say I took it off of repeat only YESTERDAY! The album is filled with character, creativity, and wit. If you are a fan of great writing, do not hesitate to take a trip to F.Y.E., BestBuy, Walmart, or wherever you get your music, to pick it up. Priscilla Renea's "Jukebox" is a must have and would definitely add value to your music collections. So go support real music and get 2 copies of "Jukebox" TODAY!
11.24.2009
Now on MTV!
Now on MTV!
Hey all!
Check out Priscilla Renea's whole album on Rhapsody now! It's also available for pre-order so if you're impatient like I, go buy it now! For those that have patients, the album comes out a week from today on December 1, 2009. Get one for the house, the car and a friend. Well, until next time, God bless!
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Hey all!
Check out Priscilla Renea's whole album on Rhapsody now! It's also available for pre-order so if you're impatient like I, go buy it now! For those that have patients, the album comes out a week from today on December 1, 2009. Get one for the house, the car and a friend. Well, until next time, God bless!
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11.13.2009
D.A.R.E to Resist Conformity
Conform: (verb) - to shape in accordance with; to make like, as with the law or customs of society.
Ah.. middle school.
Three fast years of growth.
Desperately wanting to be "cool,"
You subconsciously give up your worth.
The worth of your morals and creativity,
Only to blend in physically.
What is gained from that?
Set yourself apart and find your craft.
In athletics and art,
In dance and academics,
In music and in writing.
Resist the temptation to fit molds,
Others have set for you.
D.A.R.E-
To resist conformity.
Ah.. middle school.
Three fast years of growth.
Desperately wanting to be "cool,"
You subconsciously give up your worth.
The worth of your morals and creativity,
Only to blend in physically.
What is gained from that?
Set yourself apart and find your craft.
In athletics and art,
In dance and academics,
In music and in writing.
Resist the temptation to fit molds,
Others have set for you.
D.A.R.E-
To resist conformity.
11.05.2009
Details In the Fabric
What is it that you're trying to tell me?
I've been reading in between the lines
And still, you say that's too broad.
"Look for the picture within the picture,"
You whisper.
So I take a look at the Details In the Fabric,
Staring intently at your well constructed garments,
And still I'm blinded.
Unable to see what intentions you have for us.
Is there an us,
Or simply you and I?
I can tell you enjoy being chased,
But can't you hear me panting and shuffling along?
Visibly exhausted, tired of this adolescent game.
Tempted to walk away..
But you,
You know what you're doing.
Twisting and tangling me around your finger,
While these Pretty Winged insects
Flutter around in my stomach and lift me into this,
Your Wonderland.
I've been reading in between the lines
And still, you say that's too broad.
"Look for the picture within the picture,"
You whisper.
So I take a look at the Details In the Fabric,
Staring intently at your well constructed garments,
And still I'm blinded.
Unable to see what intentions you have for us.
Is there an us,
Or simply you and I?
I can tell you enjoy being chased,
But can't you hear me panting and shuffling along?
Visibly exhausted, tired of this adolescent game.
Tempted to walk away..
But you,
You know what you're doing.
Twisting and tangling me around your finger,
While these Pretty Winged insects
Flutter around in my stomach and lift me into this,
Your Wonderland.
Giving Up
Giving up,
It's not as difficult as Mr. Hathaway sings.
Looking in your eyes I can see,
Our stars have lost their shine.
Another Big Bang and they're no longer aligned.
I tell you I'm thinking of leaving,
You bite back with words of selfishness, believing
Still in feelings,
Lost in fake smiles
And pretend kisses past.
For months I've worn this mask.
Now spilling my soul as I mail it back
To Jim Carrey.
Wanting not to hurt you,
Simply needing to be honest.
You can't say that you , too
Haven't felt that we've gotten beyond this.
Beyond bliss, beyond love.
Outgrowing each other.
My hand no longer fits your glove.
WAKE UP! This isn't good for us.
It's not as difficult as Mr. Hathaway sings.
Looking in your eyes I can see,
Our stars have lost their shine.
Another Big Bang and they're no longer aligned.
I tell you I'm thinking of leaving,
You bite back with words of selfishness, believing
Still in feelings,
Lost in fake smiles
And pretend kisses past.
For months I've worn this mask.
Now spilling my soul as I mail it back
To Jim Carrey.
Wanting not to hurt you,
Simply needing to be honest.
You can't say that you , too
Haven't felt that we've gotten beyond this.
Beyond bliss, beyond love.
Outgrowing each other.
My hand no longer fits your glove.
WAKE UP! This isn't good for us.
11.04.2009
Maybe, Who Knows?
Their decisions..
Some bad, others.. understood.
Though, I'd never trace their foot-
Steps, never follow suit.
You. You see the poised being
They've trained me to be.
Etched into my brain safe,
Precautionary lies. Hypocrites.
They've done me no favors.
Maybe if she had cast away
That protective shadow... maybe?
Or maybe if he... maybe?
Maybe, who knows?
Instead I rebel.
But not in the typical sense.
I hide.
I hide behind a 5 lined, 4 spaced staff.
This staff is a haven for thoughts
Too vivid to be thought aloud.
Maybe if he cared less of family image... maybe?
Or maybe if she... maybe?
Maybe, who knows?
Some bad, others.. understood.
Though, I'd never trace their foot-
Steps, never follow suit.
You. You see the poised being
They've trained me to be.
Etched into my brain safe,
Precautionary lies. Hypocrites.
They've done me no favors.
Maybe if she had cast away
That protective shadow... maybe?
Or maybe if he... maybe?
Maybe, who knows?
Instead I rebel.
But not in the typical sense.
I hide.
I hide behind a 5 lined, 4 spaced staff.
This staff is a haven for thoughts
Too vivid to be thought aloud.
Maybe if he cared less of family image... maybe?
Or maybe if she... maybe?
Maybe, who knows?
10.21.2009
10.01.2009
Musician In the Photograph
Wait..
I want you to catch this.
Just as Lady Sings the Blues,
I too have a song.
Listen carefully...
Hear how each funky riff
Flaunts my soul and
Displays my heart
On the cuffs of my sleeves.
Every note,
Served on a silver platter
And set before you
At your table of grace.
It draws you in
And you fall, yet again
In love with this sound.
A bitter sweet memory
Of a time when we loved and lost.
I want you to catch this.
Just as Lady Sings the Blues,
I too have a song.
Listen carefully...
Hear how each funky riff
Flaunts my soul and
Displays my heart
On the cuffs of my sleeves.
Every note,
Served on a silver platter
And set before you
At your table of grace.
It draws you in
And you fall, yet again
In love with this sound.
A bitter sweet memory
Of a time when we loved and lost.
9.20.2009
To A Friend..
Who are we kidding?
I know you're not okay.
Still, I ask you anyway.
You know you're hurting.
But you lie and say you're fine.
What to say, what to say?
Trying to keep myself from crying.
Watching hurt flow from your eyes,
Listening to pain pour from your mouth.
It's shattering to the soul.
I couldn't collect my thoughts
When I learned the C.O.D.
Like a quick right hook
To the side of ones face,
My words were knocked from me
and lost forever.
Forever.
Her home, forever.
Rest in peace Amber..
I know you're not okay.
Still, I ask you anyway.
You know you're hurting.
But you lie and say you're fine.
What to say, what to say?
Trying to keep myself from crying.
Watching hurt flow from your eyes,
Listening to pain pour from your mouth.
It's shattering to the soul.
I couldn't collect my thoughts
When I learned the C.O.D.
Like a quick right hook
To the side of ones face,
My words were knocked from me
and lost forever.
Forever.
Her home, forever.
Rest in peace Amber..
9.07.2009
Alan In Wonderland
She speaks beautifully
And thinks rather peculuarly.
Still she's the reason for all of my badgering inquiries.
In whom do you fear?
What brings you to tears?
Where will you be in 5 years?
Invite me into your dark and whymsical world.
Share with me secrets untold.
Forgive my haste may I be bold?
Let me be your Al, and
I'll explore your Wonderland.
Learn all I can and
More than the next man.
And thinks rather peculuarly.
Still she's the reason for all of my badgering inquiries.
In whom do you fear?
What brings you to tears?
Where will you be in 5 years?
Invite me into your dark and whymsical world.
Share with me secrets untold.
Forgive my haste may I be bold?
Teach me the mysteries of your mind.
Send them in shivers down my spine.
Whisper your thoughts, I'll tell you mine.
Let me be your Al, and
I'll explore your Wonderland.
Learn all I can and
More than the next man.
8.28.2009
Priscilla Renea's "Dollhouse"
Hello all! I don't know about you, but I'm extremely excited for Priscilla Renea's album "Jukebox" and cannot wait for it to debut. "Dollhouse" is the rising star's first single and it is now available for download on iTunes!! I've got it! I would definitely recommend doing the same. Be looking out for "Jukebox" to hit stores this October!! In the meantime, enjoy Priscilla Renea's new single "Dollhouse" on iTunes!! Until next time, God bless.
8.23.2009
Where I Come From..
Coming from where I'm from, I'm from...
Where I come from,
The sounds of Lauryn Hill and Anthony Hamilton
Flow through a river, and
Into the ocean of my mind forever.
This mind filled with chords, rhythms, and melodies
Has me drowning in a sea of my sanity.
Each lyric and rhyme
Swim in the depths of my mind,
While beautiful waves of sound crash... near
The shores of my music hungry ears.
Where do I come from? There is no exact address.
Just a tiny soulful island where artists give breath
To infant thoughts and ideas, divine
Born from the oceans of their minds.
7.29.2009
William Rast's New America
Pop star, Justin Timberlake and longtime friend, Trace Ayala, have teamed up with designers, Johan and Marcella Lindeberg, to give American classics a modern twist. This great fall line brings a fresh new look to leather jackets and jeans. Their line, titled William Rast, is based on the names of Timberlake's and Ayala's grandfathers. William being the first name of Justin's grandfather and Rast being the last name of Trace's grandfather. Take a look and see how William Rast brings fashion to a New America.
http://www.williamrast.com/
7.27.2009
Halloween
TRICKED
bamboozled
I've got you all fooled.
Pretending to be me..
Whoever that might be.
I may appear to be as poised as royalty,
But it's Halloween and I'm dressed as King of Sanity.
Stately I stroll through Life's dark palace,
Popping WarHeads like pills.. using the wrappers as my mask.
Shielding myself from the stress.. the stress..
The stress of simply wanting to be me..
for Halloween.
Maybe next year..
bamboozled
I've got you all fooled.
Pretending to be me..
Whoever that might be.
I may appear to be as poised as royalty,
But it's Halloween and I'm dressed as King of Sanity.
Stately I stroll through Life's dark palace,
Popping WarHeads like pills.. using the wrappers as my mask.
Shielding myself from the stress.. the stress..
The stress of simply wanting to be me..
for Halloween.
Maybe next year..
7.05.2009
I Know..
Hello everyone! I know it's been a few since my last post. I'm trying to get back on track with my ''at least once a month'' posts. This time, I'm here promoting an exciting new artist, Priscilla Renea. I've been a longtime fan of hers on Youtube and can be a witness to her musical and lyrical talents. She now has an EP out called "Hello My Apple" and her album, "Jukebox" is expected to debut in October of this year. I strongly encourage all of you to check her out at http://www.priscillareneamusic.com/ I'm very excited about the great music she is putting out. I hope everyone helps me in supporting amazing talent by getting her EP now and her album in October. Follow us on Twitter! @PriscillaRenea and @marcus_alan. Until next time, God bless.
4.11.2009
UNDEFINED
the place I do my deepest thinking.
words:
the only accurate way for me to express my thoughts.
thoughts that I translate into words,
then let run wild through the minds of others.
minds that we dare not waste
in haste
of a search for self.
who are we?
what are we?
questions we ask ourselves from day to day
today!
today, I am thought.
I have no definition.
3.08.2009
Burned
After the first time
Patient. He waited,
Naive he is not,
though he clearly misunderstood
his purpose in her life
Expecting nothing but honesty
and even that she could not give.
He's forced to face
the two seperate lives they'd have to live.
He picks up his phone
needing someone to confide in.
Then quickly remembers
all he has is paper and pen.
you think he'd have learned.
But here he is again,watching himself get burned.
Patient. He waited,
thinking the girl would come around.
Sincerely not knowing
she'd been making her way around.
she'd been making her way around.
Naive he is not,
though he clearly misunderstood
his purpose in her life
and the ground on which he stood.
Expecting nothing but honesty
and even that she could not give.
He's forced to face
the two seperate lives they'd have to live.
He picks up his phone
needing someone to confide in.
Then quickly remembers
all he has is paper and pen.
3.01.2009
A Life Without Black Inventions
She woke up this morning and couldn’t find a brush for her hair.
He stepped outside and missing was a box for his mail.
And in their home state of Georgia it can get quite hot with no A/C
This, a life without Black inventions you see.
From Benjamin Banneker and his almanacs,
To Garret Morgan and his creation of the gas mask.
From peanut butter and George Washington Carver,
To the straightening comb by Madam C.J. Walker.
With Robert Flemming’s guitar new music forms
And lyrics are written to get through old storms.
In 1923, Mr. Morgan’s traffic light bring order
To Chaotic streets suffering from more than disorder.
Pencils grew tips thanks to J.L. Love
While T.A. Carrington gave birth to the stove.
1867, Alexander Miles soared with his elevator,
Only 20 years later when L.A. Burr constructed the lawn mower.
A life without Black inventions? I could never see.
A life without Black inventions. I’m glad that will never be.
He stepped outside and missing was a box for his mail.
And in their home state of Georgia it can get quite hot with no A/C
This, a life without Black inventions you see.
From Benjamin Banneker and his almanacs,
To Garret Morgan and his creation of the gas mask.
From peanut butter and George Washington Carver,
To the straightening comb by Madam C.J. Walker.
With Robert Flemming’s guitar new music forms
And lyrics are written to get through old storms.
In 1923, Mr. Morgan’s traffic light bring order
To Chaotic streets suffering from more than disorder.
Pencils grew tips thanks to J.L. Love
While T.A. Carrington gave birth to the stove.
1867, Alexander Miles soared with his elevator,
Only 20 years later when L.A. Burr constructed the lawn mower.
A life without Black inventions? I could never see.
A life without Black inventions. I’m glad that will never be.
2.28.2009
Writer's Block
He thought it,
Dare he say it?
Na, it's only gonna come out wrong.
Why in no language can his thoughts become song?
With pen and pad his ideas are given new name.
But this whole poetry things' got him straining his brain..
So much to say and no way to say it.
He's told it's a game, but for those who can play it.
He looks in and dives deep in search of some sort of inspiration.
Working hard to keep his words from sounding like those of despiration.
So he leans back and listens to fellow young poets rhyme,
Dropping lyrical dime, after dime, after dime.
Thinking, How am I supposed to follow that?
He wishes he could draw that confidence from their hats.
The hats that crown their oh so talented heads
Wondering when his talents might spread.
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