Don't Sleep On...

Don't Sleep On: Ne-Yo
Latest Release: 'So Sick' (single)
Signed By: Def Jam
Recently Seen: TRL

The Skinny: Ne-Yo has been writing the latest industry ballads, most notably Mario's 'Let Me Love You.' I got my hands on album advance 'Sick of Ghost Writing' and I must say, I can't stop listening to it. His vocals are reminiscent of a teen pop star, which has its pros and cons. The writing is more mature than most of the 18-24 artists out now (with the exception of Keyshia Cole), which is a breath of fresh air, but I dare say that Ne-Yo is not all the way there yet. I think with more industry experience, this crooner will have a mainstay in the music biz. For a debut effort, I like what I've heard so far.

Today, In the News...

Coretta Scott King dies at 78. Rest in Peace...

Alito is confirmed to the Supreme Court by the Senate... America has moved even further to the right.

Terrence Howard receives an Oscar Nomination for Hustle and Flow... He was considered the "mild surprise"

Smithsonian announces the location for the National African-American Museum... I gotta make some money so I can make a donation to the museum.

I heart David Johns...

for sending me this link... Please enjoy. It's hilarious.

PSA: Stay Away from Kevins

Ladies, the next time you meet a man name Kevin, RUN! I know I will. Starting with my freshman year of college, Kevin's have been all bad. It's strange because once I started to notice that 'Kevin=Bad' trend, I began to think, how is it that I've avoided all Kevins until I got to college? The last one I knew of was from my early childhood and he always got in trouble. I guess I should have made mental note then...climbing brick walls into other people's backyard should have been enough to tell.

I know you are probably wondering, what prompted this PSA. I'll tell you. I just got a phone call from 'Kevin's' wife, slyly trying to sniff out who her husband has been creeping with. Well guess what, it sure as HELL ain't me. First of all, I don't mess with married men. My parents have been married for 26 years, and I would cut a b*itch...so needless to say that's not my cup of tea. But what's more, when I met this particular Kevin at my favorite reggae club this summer, I gave him my number out of mercy - at best he could hook up my hair. Yes, people...this Kevin, introduced himself as a male and female stylist. He was nice enough, I think we danced, actually and maybe he bought me a drink, but I thought he was bi and well, I don't like double dippers.

So this morning I get a call from a 323 number, first three digits 777-XXXX. I already know what part of LA that number is from and I wonder as I pick it up, who do I still talk to over there.

Elle: Hello
Wife: Is this Lauren?
Elle: This is she.
Wife: Hi Lauren. I am putting all of my husband's phone numbers in his book, he cuts your hair right?
Elle: Who is your husband?
Wife: Kevin. He cuts your hair right?
Elle: *unconvingly after a long pause to place which Kevin this is* Yeeeaaaaahhhhh....
Wife: *not convinced* See I was just checking his numbers to make sure I get all of his clients numbers into his appointment book, you go over there evey week?
Elle: Um hmm. That's so nice of you to do that.

My ears are actually burning because that could have been an ugly mess. Thank god I had my coffee this morning and was quick on my toes. The last thing I need is some chick with my cell number screaming at me while I'm at work...

Other infamous Kevins:

1. Dated him for about 3 mo. spring semester freshman year...had a questionable occupation. The kicker: would show up hours late for picking me up with no explanation. Once he told me a story of one of his boys getting pinched in one of Kevin's cars, I had to let it go.

2. Met him freshman year at an art store and later found out that he hollar'd at another girl I lived with.
The kicker: pretty much only worked at the art store, got drunk and masturbated. He seemed pretty proud of his porn collection...I wasn't very impressed.

There are more, but I can't remember. Just stay the HELL away from 'em.

*and I'm done*

Elle's Pic of the Week....

Ta Dow, How You Like Me Now?

So people, my last post was about me 'Taking the Plunge' so to speak and getting a weave. Here are the photos of the aftermath...overall, I am happy.

Tomorrow, I'm hitting Ballys Total Fitness after a 4 month sabatical.

*have a great weekend.*

Taking the Plunge...

Yeah, yeah, yeah...I've heard it all before. I actually belong to a group on TheFacebook.com called 'Natural Sistahs (No Weaves Allowed)' but eff it cus I am taking the plunge. Let me tell you this Black girl has never liked dealing with her hair - neither has her mother. Cus for my entire life, with the exeception of a few short stints between junior and senior year of HS, I wore braids. It has only been in the last two years that I've been rocking my own hair: short, fly, and relaxed.

But now I am entering into the relm of "artist" and I can't be looking a mess cus because I didn't go to D'Juan last week. And with my publicist submitting me to events regularly these days, I can't get caught in between 'touch-ups.' So I am getting a weave.

Here are my top reasons why:
1. It's easier
2. I can work out more regularly
3. I can have more versatility daily
4. It's being done by a girl who does Tyra's weaves on occassion
5. My hair stylist, DD, cuts like hell - and Imma be fly.

But the catch is...the sh*t is super expensive. They sell the hair by the ounce - not the pack, people. Meaning, I am literally gonna have COCAINE in my hair...cus it cost some COCAINE price per ounce...but I can reuse it for the next time.

Anyways, this is my little rant. I'll let you know how I feel afterwards. I am TRULY terrified, cus I am happy with me being me, but I didn't sign up for the self-help industry, this is the music biz baby and I am going all the damn way...

*peace.*

Howard Stern, Really?

You know, alot of people have had a lot to say about Kanye's Rolling Stone cover since articles about its release this Friday hit the net yesterday. But Howard Stern takes the cake saying that the only reason Kanye was allowed to do the cover (that we was previously denied by the mag in 1997) is because Kanye is Black.

No. It's because Kanye is likely far more controversial than you are and well considering his now famous Bush-related comments and his unequivocable pinache at convincing people that he's the best thing since sliced bread, Stern pales in comparison. Not to say that Stern isn't or hasn't been just as controversial in the past, but for Christ's sake (no pun intended) his ass has gotten away with a lot of shit for a long time - but noone wants to give him an award for it. Face it, there are other diffferences besides skin color, but really, just shut up...Kanye raps with RhymeFest and Stern just raps in his WhineFest.

Check it out.

*You know, after seeing this cover, I'd thought that my feelings toward Kanye had changed forever, but I have Howard Stern to thank for, well, reversing that. Nothing like good ole' priveleged whining to get me to flare my militant urges despite the cause...Jesse has trained us well.*

Stay Focused Man...

So yesterday I received some amazing news. A major major label executive *hint is in the title* asked his wife for my contact information. I have known her since I was 17; she has been one of my supporters since we first met. I had no idea just how much, because since I've known her she's been blowing me up to her husband that I am a great singer, telling him that he need not let me pass by.

The irony of this situation is that I met him when I was 15 or 16 when I auditioned for him when he was a senior exec at another label. At the time my connect was trying to pitch me as a group with two other girls - but we wasn't feeling it - although he was feeling me. As the industry goes, my connect didn't like the idea of splitting us up so nothing came of the opportunity.

ANYWAYS...She called me yesterday to say say that her hubby emailed her this past weekend asking for her to send him my contact information, and that I should expect to hear from his sometime this week and if not by Friday, I am to call her so that she can follow up.

See, this is crazy - usually the artist is supposed to call A&R, not the other way around. Needless to say, I was a little unfocused for the rest of the day. Up until that moment, I had a plan of action that involved me and my team and my ascension to the top! Not that I feel any different now, per se, it's just that my thoughts got away from me and I began to consider all of the potential scenarios.

After a really quick reality check, I am back on track with the plan as usual. The reality of it is, that a call from him could never come. And if the opportunity does present itself, it may not be the path that I want to take. I still have my entire career ahead of me.

So, today, I am back on my grind. I went to the library today to work on the concept for my upcoming photoshoot with JD. I checked out some photography books and found more than I intended because I also found the idea for my website layout.

Fresh!

*could be my BEST WEEK EVER, though*

Kanye is the second coming?

Not quite, but he is on the cover of next week's Rolling Stone cover... Read a preview of the article here.

Thanks Marcus for the tip.

Where will we go now?

WB and UPN are being replaced...

"This new network will serve the public with high-quality programming and maintain our ongoing commitment to our diverse audience," said Les Moonves, the chairman of CBS, in a statement

But they are keeping shows like Veronica Mars, America's Next Top Model and the Gilmore Girls...

What about GIRLFRIENDS cus that is my show?!?



Check out the story.

Oh My God...

So people, can't even begin to explain but I just got the new track for "Triflin' Woman" from the Beatnix today - it's retarded.

Getting this track is certainly the highlight of my weekend - because it has capitulted my confidence in this record.

In other news - as a re-cap of my weekend - I checked off most of the items on my 'To Do' list (some are still outstanding, *cough* graphic designer being MIA is one of them)

1. I met with Jerome Duchange on Friday night to discuss the photoshoot. Let me tell you French people can get away with a lot of sh*t because they are foriegn and have charming accents.

For Example:
JD: I watched some of your video. (speaking to Elle)
Elle: Oh wow, what did you think?
JD: I don't know - I only watched like a minute
Elle: Why?
JD: I couldn't see anything. You know black people in the dark from far away - you can't see much.
Elle: *pausing to translate his French accented English*
JH (my publicist): *laughing*
Elle: wow.

Nonetheless, our meeting went over very well. JD talks a lot. We struggled to understand him. But in the end, I am very confident that we will have a great product. I am going to do some research on the theme for the shoot in preparation for our meeting later on this week to solidify our creative focus.

Saturday I went shopping and clubbing - no recording and no meeting with the graphic designer (who has still yet to call me back). So today I made up for it including meeting with the Beatnix, DJOK and going to House of Blues to buy my tickets to Rafael Saadiq's show tomorrow night.

I am tired, people. Have a great week.

*I'll be black*

So how about this folks....

That little girl really didn't know who Mary was...
Doesn't she know that MJB sends out precautionary threats...so you can see why this is a no-no.




P.S. I don't know how old this is...

Recording and the Weekend

So we made it yall...it's Friday - the weekend is officiall here.

Last night I went the studio to record "For My Girls" the title track for the EP. We recorded at DJ OK's new studio at Bergamot Station in Santa Monica... As my boy G would say, the place was a sleeper, cus it looked like a straight shack when we parked, but once inside - the place was laid.

It's really small, but they've got a 32-track mixer, the new G5 mac with ProTool, the Triton keyboard, plus another one I can't remember, a phat sofa and a sizeable recording booth (relative to the whole studio of course).

We started recording about 11p and left at about half past midnight. Baby girl was tired! But the track is simple with acoustic piano and phat harmonies on the chorus. DJ OK is gonna spruce up the second half of the track with live bass and sick drums - cus that's what I am about.

Anyways, on the agenda for this weekend:

Friday: Meeting w/ a new photographer Jerome 6:30
Clubbin (maybe at White Lotus) with my roomie and her boy who's visiting from Seattle

Sat: More Recording at the Santa Monica studio
Meeting the Graphic Designer Nakrumah to get the ball rolling on my website
Clubbin @ my boy G's special event Ultra Suede

Sun: Meeting with The Beatnix - see what they're talking about on some Club tracks
Ladies Night In - chillin with Jamz, Meh and Sem at the house for a movie night

Mon: Meeting w/ Tim to finish writing 'What the Difference' (tentative)
Rafael Saadiq is at HOB (house of blues); probably gonna roll out with Jamz and her sister to the show

Then it's back to work in corporate america. it's taking its toll on me - I used to be a happy person (j/k)...

*Have a great one*

Muddaf*kka, For Why?

Revelation 3:16

16So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.

This is worse than Killa Cam's diss track on Jay that just dropped yesterday....

NaS did the diss and the crucafix better than both of em once upon a time...and still isn't the King...what makes em thing they are gonna do any better?

this week in Hip-Hop classifies as Whack-a-docious!

*wow*

What's Really Good...

I am currently reading...

R&B: Rhythm and Business:The Political Economy of Black Music
Edited By: Norman Kelly

"In today's world, the development, production, marketing, and distribution of popular music receives little or no attention from black public intellectuals, particularly those who claim to be cultural critics. Instead, Henry Lois Gates, Jr., Cornel West, Michael Eric Dyson (whose recitation of rap is much stronger than his analysis of the music industry), bell hooks and Tricia Rose seek to decipher and decode "black cultural expressivity" or "representation." Music is either praised for its spiritual or cultural affirmations with regard to black struggle, or genres like rap are mined for analytical nuggets before academic confabs."

Notes on the Poltical Economy of Black Music, Pg. 17
By Norman Kelly
Part I: The Structure of Stealing
R&B: The Political Economy of Black Music

Mos def check out this piece - I am just getting into it (started it yesterday), but it has already been thought provoking.

*peace*

Like A Plantation?

Yes, like a plantation.

Hey Er'body...

Wow, I feel like I've been gone for so long - my last real post was about a week ago or so.

Anyways, the past 7 days have been extra busy for Elle B. Tuesday night we set it off with a Team Elle B. meeting to get everyone together and acquainted with each other. All of my producers were there, my marketing guy, my publicist, stylist and video director, as well as my future attorney.

The meeting was extremely successful, we are now on the move to getting the website created, researching unique promotional items, finding venues to book shows leading up to the release and decidely in pursuit of a "club track" to distribute to local DJs.

Not only that, but my publicist has started pitching me for events. I ended up at the an opening for Nu on 5 at the Los Angeles Fashion Mart. Although the event was "cool" because it was more fashion oriented than music industry, my girl JH was doing her thing networking with the designers to get gear and what not for my performances and photoshoots.

The highlight of my evening was meeting Rohan Marley - Lauryn Hill's baby daddy. My roomate was not as excited as I was when I recounted the meeting. Her sentiments, "He the man responsible for making her crazy." True as it may be, here I was kicking it with LAURYN HILL'S baby's daddy! It's like being close to royalty, but not really. Anyways, he was there because one of his "brethen" was part of the opening - as well, he is getting into the fashion scene with "Tuff Gong" gear. *shrugging my shoulders, cus I'ont know...*

Later on that night, me and my girl FLR were supposed to hit up the Stuff Magazine party, but I we didn't get in. JH, my pub, told me to arrive no later than 10p - we showed up at 11p. Damn, we were hungary...we were just down the block, but the restaurant stop took longer than expected.

What might have started as a quick run to McDonalds turned into a dish session at an Italian food joing - Bella Cucina on Hollywood - with Martinis. By the time we got to the Stuff Mag party the head of talent, Bryan Ling, told me - "I'm Sorry, we are at capacity. I can't let you in" Right...

JH had another PR industry party to attend so there was no pro to fight for my right to party! Instead, Elle B and FLR bounced (after about 30 minutes) when "Eric" from The 70s Show rolled up with his crew and we were forcefully pushed outta the way for his "people."

Not the kid... What is Stuff Magazine anyway?!?

Been Busy, but fyi in the meantime...

K, my publicist is the sh*t because she's already booking appearances for me...I've got a lot to update (including another dream with Jigga in it) but there is just no time right now...

In the meantime here is some random-ness about me, Elle B. *later*

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:	Elle B
Birthday:	7.28.
Birthplace:	cali
Current Location:	bed in bedroom
Eye Color:	drk brwn
Hair Color:	blk
Height:	5'9
Right Handed or Left Handed:	rightie
Your Heritage:
The Shoes You Wore Today:	black mules w/ patent leather buckled
Your Weakness:	french fries and sexy men
Your Fears:	perception that I am simple (read:stupid)
Your Perfect Pizza:	pepperoni, mushroom, sausage
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	release the dopest EP ever...get signed to a major label
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:	LMBAO
Thoughts First Waking Up:	it's cold...
Your Best Physical Feature:	tied between my collar bone and smile
Your Bedtime:	not early enuff
Your Most Missed Memory:	summers in detroit w/ my cuzo
Pepsi or Coke:	pepsi
MacDonalds or Burger King:	BK whopper/McDs Fries
Single or Group Dates:	single
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	lipton
Chocolate or Vanilla:	chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee:	coffee
Do you Smoke:	naw, homie
Do you Swear:	yes, sir
Do you Sing:	with everything I have in me...
Do you Shower Daily:	yes
Have you Been in Love:	yes and would do it again
Do you want to go to College:	been there, done that
Do you want to get Married:	yes and no
Do you belive in yourself:	of course
Do you get Motion Sickness:	naw
Do you think you are Attractive:	yea, LA face w/ an Oakland Booty (c) Tee I saw on Melrose
Are you a Health Freak:	off and on
Do you get along with your Parents:	these days, yes.
Do you like Thunderstorms:	yes.
Do you play an Instrument:	not well
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	yes
In the past month have you Smoked:	naw
In the past month have you been on Drugs:	nope
In the past month have you gone on a Date:	*thinking*....
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:	yup
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:	no, I had to give that habit up
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	yes
In the past month have you been on Stage:	no
In the past month have you been Dumped:	nope
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:	WTF!!! where?
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:	someone's heart maybe, just kiddin...*still thinking*
Ever been Drunk:	yup
Ever been called a Tease:	yes
Ever been Beaten up:	naw
Ever Shoplifted:	nope
How do you want to Die:	I don't
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	loved
What country would you most like to Visit:	France
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:	indiffernt
Favourite Hair Color:	still dont care
Short or Long Hair:	short - give me a brotha w/ a fade any day...
Height:	6'0 at least
Weight:	I like em' thick...but able to run for their life...
Best Clothing Style:	don't matter as long as he smells good.
Number of Drugs I have taken:	0
Number of CDs I own:	many...
Number of Piercings:	2 - one in each ear
Number of Tattoos:	1
Number of things in my Past I Regret:	zero
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

A Dream Deferred?

Last night I had an insane dream.

I was at my mother's Rose Bowl party but only it was in Miami, like the Orange Bowl. Jay-Z and Beyonce were there, unexpectedly. Everyone was sitting at this large table, eating and having a good time. I am sitting on the end and B and J are somewhere in the middle.

During the dream, more and more people keep coming to sit at the table - so that eventually, Beyonce is sitting right next to me after having to scoot down so many times. At this point, Beyonce and I start talking, somehow she knows that I am pursuing my music career and asks about my project.

As I am explaining my project and the decision to be indy first before pursuing a major label deal, I get the bright idea to ask her if she is looking for backup singers. When she tells me "sorta" I ask her if it would be okay to sing for her. As I begin Amazing Grace, some random chick outta nowhere starts singing over me - but she's just alright as a singer - I know that I can do so much better.

As I begin to sing That Name by Yolanda Adams (because I know how B likes her gospel music), I realize that my chops are shot and I can only do a mediocre job at best. Oh boy...

From that point on, my dream takes another turn involving John Singleton, where we are all leaving to come back to LA.
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I know Ive been stressed lately about everything from working two jobs, to getting my car fixed, to financing this project myself, to even getting it completed. Anxiety dream, yes...but maybe deeper than that.

What do you think this dream means?

100th Post...Ode to L Boogie - The Original

My best good friend, who stays hooking me up *peep my LenDale Banner* sent me these pics and scans of Lauryn Hill's aka L-Boogie's Essence article this weekend.

Lauryn Hill, besides being my real name's sake, has been my inspiration since I really began to give a damn about music. Kweli beat me to the punch with "Ms. Hill" but don't sleep - that's part of what this site is about...

My nickname was L-Boogie coming up because vocally, I had *and still have sometimes* an uncanny resemblence to that of Ms. Hill. Over the years, that nickname was amended, transformed, refined..to L Boog, Boogie, Boog..or LB, hence Elle B.

My vocal coach, Carmen Bradford, from freshman year of college sweetly told me, "Baby, [the world] already has a Lauryn Hill, they don't need another one. We need to work on cultivating your own voice - your true voice, so that world can have an [Elle B.]" (not sharing my full real name quite yet).

At the time, hearing Carmen's comments stung a little - because after all singing like Lauryn is what got me into the USC Thorton school of music and landed Carmen as my vocal coach. I saw her one day in the Music Student Service office. After all of the formalities of hello and how are you doing, Carmen asked me who I was assigned to study with. After I told her the name of the my coach, she rolled her eyes and said, go to the assigment office and tell them that I am going to be your coach. Most music students only get Carmen a couple of years into school - I got her my first year.

Anyways, hearning her say that was a defining moment, like the first time I heard Lauryn sing or Janet Jackson perform *both of these women have the same affect on me when I see them do their thing* - Lauryn Hill continues to be a great inspiration to me, but I don't aspire to be just like her anymore, instead she's a role model of sorts.

Peep the spread: Peep em' out:






*I'm Outtro*

You'll Never Find...

Rest in Peace...Lou Rawls

Thank you for your dedication to the United Negro College Fund and your illustrous career in the music business.

Tuesday Night is for Team Elle B.

So this Tuesday, I am getting everyone together who is working on my project. I had a meeting this evening with my Music Video director to discuss what the first video will be for my project...

What's The Difference is the winner.

I got the mixed beat from producer, Tuna Butter, this weekend, but I have been having writer's block and have been unable to finish it. There is no chorus and no bridge. I've got the two verses and a melody for the pre-chorus but not the lyrics.

Oddly enough, when I was trying to brainstorm for this track the video concept came to mind.
Jamz, my director heard the beginnings of the song tonight and really likes the energy and flow of the song enough to go with it for the first video effort.

Can't wait to see what what everyone else is cooking for the Elle B. Team...I know what I'm cooking - literally - Spaghetti, an Elle specialty. We should have a good time...

I Promise I am Finished...

124 yard rushing on 20 carries... Record breaking game, despite the loss...

During the game I told my dad, "Be prepared because White is about to you your son-in-law" at which point my dad gives me a hug and a nod of approval...it's that deep yall.

Fight On Trojans - we ain't got this name for nothing.

*K, I am done*

Southern Hospitality in So Cal?

Well, yes..because Texas won the 92nd Rose Bowl this evening and did so graciously. Every single, Longhorn (with the exception of one druken bastard who almost got my quaint size 9 up his derriere), was really nice. No beef *no pun intended* to speak of...just earnest love of the game.

Even after the Trojan loss *I refuse to call it a defeat, because I think we defeated ourselves* a couple of Longhorns came up to my dad and shook his hand while telling him, "You played a great game tonight, really classy." Um, my dad is neither Ronnie Lott nor Rodney Peete, but whatever - we'll take it regardless of who you may think he is. *Really it was strange*

I think we could have learned something from this graciousness, so to speak. Particularly on the field, in the first half of play - where we failed to convert two Texas giveaways into points on the board. My roomate reminded me, "hon, the offense puts points on the board, but the defense wins the game." Well consider Fresno State or Notre Dame this very season - it has been the offense that has compensated for our less than well stacked Defensive line *Frostee, Darnell and Scott should never have to be on the field almost the entire game because we've got noone else*

I am happy that Jarret scored and that Reggie scored - they were both really beautiful plays that will make the reels over and over again. But I think my beloved Coach Carrol got a little hollywood in the head because it seemed that the first half of the game was about "attempting" to make some really great reel plays, instead of really playing the game. *But LenDale went to work in spite of this* But that's just my humble opinion. To that end, it wasn't gracious - it was pretentious...something our good ole Texas boys checked at the door for this match up.

Don't get me wrong, I am not a Trojan defect - in fact, I think only a true fan can feel comfortable enough to scrutinize the decisions/plays of her favorite team and still say that she LOVES HER TROJANS for life. My roomate was also surprised that I didn't feel overwhelmingly dejected by the loss - as for her, "this" USC is not used to losing. But I remember not so long ago when USC was losing and we only made it to the Holiday Bowl in Las Vegas and lost there. The following year, we had a Heisman winner and a victory over Michigan at the Rose Bowl for one of the top ranks in the nation. My, my, my, how things change, in so little time. And although we know Matt is going pro, and probably Reggie now too and a host of other guys, I don't know when we are going to get another glimpse at "The Best Team Ever." Who knows? Time will tell, I'm sure.

In closing, I am happy for Texas and for Vince Young. He (and he alone with a little assistance along the way) outplayed two Heisman winners tonight, but then again, they aren't defensive linemen - so it's still relative. He has the National Championship, but SC still has 7 Heisman winners and this is a historical team - we aren't finished yet especially if my boy Lendale comes back for another season.

G'night

Null and Void...

LenDale White

Reggie Bush
I made this brother cheese eggs when he was a freshman

Dominique Byrd

Mike Williams

Anthony Davis - The Notre Dame Nemisis

I ain't got sh*t to blog about cus it's all about this right now....

FIGHT ON SC' TROJANS
I WANT LONGHORN STEAK FOR DINNER TOMRROW NIGHT.

Practice Safe Sex, Make Love with a Trojan...

NO!!!! This post is not a cattle call in order for me to find a new man in 2006. It's about the entertainment industry and how there are so many USC alumni in it.

Tonight was the official USC rally hosted by the USC Alumni Association. My mom is the director for Black Alumni at USC - they hosted the post-rally festivities at City Walk.

The Director of Entertainment for BB Kings, is none other than an SC alumni. Both of my parents are alumni (my dad is in the film industry)... John Singleton was the host (as he seems to be for all of my mother's events, but that's how he secured his ticket to the Rose Bowl...I secured mine by coming from the womb)...

None the less, after chatting it up with said Dir of Entertainment at this hot Hollywood venue I secure a tentative deal to host my EP Release Party there in late Feb/early March and I score access to the Jagged Edge performance on January 12th.

My point in all of this is to exemplify how lucrative and smart it was to go to SC. Not everyone has the choice, and I will be the first to tell you that I was blessed. In all, however, it just as smart as wrapping up everytime you... I guess you get the point.

*g'night*

A New Look for a New Year

Hello All,

I hope you all had a memorable 2005. I'm still here in 2006 *really, where would I be going?* but I am setting the year off with a new design. I hope you enjoy.

My best good friend sent me my horoscope for 2006, here is what it said:

You're not one to acknowledge limitations, Leo, and thus when others sneer about your ambitions, you're more inclined to stubbornly continue to work toward attaining them than to listen to your friends and give up. This year, you just might step over the edge and embrace some goals that most would consider impossible – and you could make a success of them. The resulting boost in your self-confidence could strengthen your love life. Committed Lions will experience a rebirth of romance; the uninvolved will attract it. The effort will, however, take its toll on your stamina if you're not careful. It's important that you stay healthy and not neglect your body. Once you've attained some of your dearest dreams, you'll want to enjoy your good fortune.

I can get with that...