Everything in New York just moves so fast. People run in the subway, run you down on the street, always in a hurry to get...nowhere. I don't think you all are going anywhere that important. Calm down. Slow down. and get over yourselves. I was thinking one day, I would hate to bring my grandma or someone old to New York City because people have no patience.
I feel like I'm wrong for being a tourist. I'm like, dang, can I see if 3rd avenue is to my right or my left? Is that OK? Some of it may be fault though, and I can admit it. My sense of direction is horrible and I know this, which is why trying to get anywhere frustrates me even more. I cannot read a map to save my life. I need y'all to have infomation booths on the corners to tell me where the next bus stop is and closest subway entrance. That would help my life.
People keep asking me where have I gone? What have i done? Listen, I'm not pressed to see everything in one day. I'm truly happy to be here and just take everything in. Last weekend i went to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, which was beautiful. And the weekend before I did a little shopping in Soho. I hope to go to a Broadway show this weekend. So, Im doing and seeing a lot. But I have to imagine this place is better at Christmas time. I would love to see the city decorated and Christmas lights everywhere, a little snow...the window display for Barney's (i think it was) that Jack wanted to create on Will & Grace...I want to come visit then.
BTW, is anybody else missing Will & Grace like I am? In high school on Thursday nights I used to watch me some wrestling and some Will & grace...dont even ask me about that combination, but I'm sure you could draw some parallels btw the two.
AND RIP Chris Benoit and his family.
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Friday, June 29, 2007
The Bird and The Bee
Wednesday at work my company, GREY Worldwide, hosted a free rock concert for a group called The Bird and The Bee. I got the invite last week that said free lunch, and you'd think that would be enough to draw some people, right, but I dismissed it because I had no interest in what looked like some ole no-name, hippie/folksy rock and roll people.
But it's good to be open minded, so I went to check them out. (That reason and because I got another e-mail that specifically said "INTERNS, join us for this event") Apparently, the group had played at Carnegie Hall the night before, so they may be kind of a big deal...one day soon. The first song was called "Fucking Boyfriend," and the sound is more techno pop, kind of like the group Everything But the Girl. (Trust me, you know a song by that group, look them up)
So imagine you're at work and a lady is in your office in the corner singing "Would you ever be my fucking boyfriend?" I laughed everytime she sang the chorus. And as you know by now, I'm a fan of people who write their own songs and play their own instruments. Im not saying they're the hottest band in the world; in fact, they gave free CDs and I just keep listening to the boyfriend song, but I'm glad I went because it was an unusual event and it reminded me that I have a wonderful opportunity this summer being in New York. I'm interning at a major ad agency that does commercials for many big name clients, such as Procter & Gamble, which means just about every product in your house, from COVERGIRL to Downy to Pantene, we probably made the commercials for it.
But it's good to be open minded, so I went to check them out. (That reason and because I got another e-mail that specifically said "INTERNS, join us for this event") Apparently, the group had played at Carnegie Hall the night before, so they may be kind of a big deal...one day soon. The first song was called "Fucking Boyfriend," and the sound is more techno pop, kind of like the group Everything But the Girl. (Trust me, you know a song by that group, look them up)
So imagine you're at work and a lady is in your office in the corner singing "Would you ever be my fucking boyfriend?" I laughed everytime she sang the chorus. And as you know by now, I'm a fan of people who write their own songs and play their own instruments. Im not saying they're the hottest band in the world; in fact, they gave free CDs and I just keep listening to the boyfriend song, but I'm glad I went because it was an unusual event and it reminded me that I have a wonderful opportunity this summer being in New York. I'm interning at a major ad agency that does commercials for many big name clients, such as Procter & Gamble, which means just about every product in your house, from COVERGIRL to Downy to Pantene, we probably made the commercials for it.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Do you psyche yourself out of sex?
Paul: In all the sex surveys we've done on our website, and tons of others I've seen, I don't remember any guys complaining about the size of their partner's rear end—or cellulite. By the time a man wants to sleep with you, he finds you attractive. Period. If there's any way to free your energy from that anxiety and put it into having fun with him, believe me, you'll enjoy many more good times ahead.
-I saw this on the Oprah Web site and posted it because I want to know if people agree. I know I don't feel sexy when I think my stomach isn't flat enough, or my hair is looking crazy, or whatever flaws we obsess about....and I think it affects your performance. I don't care what Paul said, I think men compare you to other chicks they may have been with who may have had hotter bodies. Paul (the guy Oprah was talking to) says they don't. So what do you all think?
-I saw this on the Oprah Web site and posted it because I want to know if people agree. I know I don't feel sexy when I think my stomach isn't flat enough, or my hair is looking crazy, or whatever flaws we obsess about....and I think it affects your performance. I don't care what Paul said, I think men compare you to other chicks they may have been with who may have had hotter bodies. Paul (the guy Oprah was talking to) says they don't. So what do you all think?
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Let Me Tell You What You Don't Do...
Don't send me no damn MySpace messages with your lame music....I am NOT going to listen. Do NOT "friend" me when all you are really trying to do is advertise your weak sh**. You are not my friend and I am not your fan, nor a potential customer or consumer of your music. I don't care when your album is coming out. I'm not going to the album release party. I'm not passing it along to my friends. 313 for life but I'm not banging your music and listening to your "Exclusive" tracks simply because you're from Detroit. If I like your music I will find you.
I hate MySpace! I joined it to see what the hype is about, and... I still don't know. I find it too difficult to navigate. If you look at my page it's simple - and other people had to show me how to do that. But, I'm not an online person. I don't like to look at a computer screen for hours and play around with stuff. I go online to get information I need. It is a tool, not recreation for me.
Now my beloved Facebook is becoming convoluted as well. I appreciate FB for its value as a social network utility. I have connected with cousins and friends from elementary school, and probably 100% of the time I will respond to you faster via FB than the telephone or sometimes even e-mail. But my page will have no graffiti, no fortune cookies, no flying monkeys, etc... none of that mess!
K.I. S. S.- Keep It Simple, Stupid
-DevaDonna
I hate MySpace! I joined it to see what the hype is about, and... I still don't know. I find it too difficult to navigate. If you look at my page it's simple - and other people had to show me how to do that. But, I'm not an online person. I don't like to look at a computer screen for hours and play around with stuff. I go online to get information I need. It is a tool, not recreation for me.
Now my beloved Facebook is becoming convoluted as well. I appreciate FB for its value as a social network utility. I have connected with cousins and friends from elementary school, and probably 100% of the time I will respond to you faster via FB than the telephone or sometimes even e-mail. But my page will have no graffiti, no fortune cookies, no flying monkeys, etc... none of that mess!
K.I. S. S.- Keep It Simple, Stupid
-DevaDonna
Thursday, June 21, 2007
My Favorite Made-For-TV Mogul
Boys and Girls, you know Diddy can't stay off TV too long. He's one of those "execs" who has to be hotter than his artists. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love and respect Diddy. He is my favorite media mogul. But I don't understand his obsession with putting together crappy bands for the world to see.
Yes, I am talking about the latest installment of groups Diddy will manipulate, control, humiliate and never market properly and thus they will sell no albums and quietly return to obscurity. "Making the Band 4" is on! Just from MTB2 alone, the cheesecake people ought to give Diddy their first borns because I can't tell you how many times I've heard someone say, "I want to go to the cheesecake place Diddy made them walk to on Making the Band." But I digress.
I just saw the MTB4 premiere and I will be watching faithfully, but I must say:
1. Diddy did consult THEE boy band expert by bringing in Michael Bivins. Let me explain this: I LOVE NEW EDITION. They had their first record in 1986, I was born in 1986...but that's inconsequential. I love them.
2. Laurie Ann is just a bra and glove-wearing Paula Abdul. Where did she come from? Why is she judging singers?
3. Dan, the white boy they picked who is kinda chubby, is my favorite. That child can sang, and he was dancing his big heart out. Give it to 'em Dan!
4. Why, why, why did they play with that Chinese man like that? Sam: "I'm FOB, Fresh off the Boat" I don't know English but i can sing black music. Why did they get his hopes up?
5. One word: Qwanell. Where is Qwanell's mama and what caused her to pick those letters and place them in that order and then say, that sounds like a good name for my son.
6. Half them dudes are gay. Or at least too soft and pretty for me. The rest are simply unattractive. Maybe one or two will grow on me. Early pick: Lewis.
7. Church boy Julius: Bless his heart. You don't know me, I woulda sent him home. Don't think singing about Jesus will save you! That is not a damn barbershop quartet audition, it's for men who will make drawers wet and make money!
He can sing "His Eye on the Sparrow," but can you really see him with the new freak 'em song, singing "lay you down, pick that booty up and put it on the flo" ? No you can't see it. It will be just as uncomfortable for him as it will for us. There are some church boys out there who can sing better and are actually authentic freaks. Why didn't Diddy's "experts" find them?
At any rate, I don't believe they "scoured the nation" and that was the best they came up with. But I will be watching.
And we won't stop, cuz we can't stop. Do it, do it, do it, do it....
Yes, I am talking about the latest installment of groups Diddy will manipulate, control, humiliate and never market properly and thus they will sell no albums and quietly return to obscurity. "Making the Band 4" is on! Just from MTB2 alone, the cheesecake people ought to give Diddy their first borns because I can't tell you how many times I've heard someone say, "I want to go to the cheesecake place Diddy made them walk to on Making the Band." But I digress.
I just saw the MTB4 premiere and I will be watching faithfully, but I must say:
1. Diddy did consult THEE boy band expert by bringing in Michael Bivins. Let me explain this: I LOVE NEW EDITION. They had their first record in 1986, I was born in 1986...but that's inconsequential. I love them.
2. Laurie Ann is just a bra and glove-wearing Paula Abdul. Where did she come from? Why is she judging singers?
3. Dan, the white boy they picked who is kinda chubby, is my favorite. That child can sang, and he was dancing his big heart out. Give it to 'em Dan!
4. Why, why, why did they play with that Chinese man like that? Sam: "I'm FOB, Fresh off the Boat" I don't know English but i can sing black music. Why did they get his hopes up?
5. One word: Qwanell. Where is Qwanell's mama and what caused her to pick those letters and place them in that order and then say, that sounds like a good name for my son.
6. Half them dudes are gay. Or at least too soft and pretty for me. The rest are simply unattractive. Maybe one or two will grow on me. Early pick: Lewis.
7. Church boy Julius: Bless his heart. You don't know me, I woulda sent him home. Don't think singing about Jesus will save you! That is not a damn barbershop quartet audition, it's for men who will make drawers wet and make money!
He can sing "His Eye on the Sparrow," but can you really see him with the new freak 'em song, singing "lay you down, pick that booty up and put it on the flo" ? No you can't see it. It will be just as uncomfortable for him as it will for us. There are some church boys out there who can sing better and are actually authentic freaks. Why didn't Diddy's "experts" find them?
At any rate, I don't believe they "scoured the nation" and that was the best they came up with. But I will be watching.
And we won't stop, cuz we can't stop. Do it, do it, do it, do it....
Everyone's New Favorite White Boy
Now I'm not one to jump on the "what's hot now" bandwagon, so let me officially say I have listened to this album every week since fall semester. I've been on this guy for a while, waiting for the world to catch up.
When he sings, there is such soul, even in a faint falsetto. The voice will throw you for a moment, but you know he's white....and you don't mind.
When we see him ladies, in his signature black and white (is it symbolic perhaps, of he and his black wife, Paula Patton? Or his absence of personality?)
Whatever, you see his handsome self. Handsome is a term only applicable to grown men, you see. You know he's white..and you don't mind.
But when we see him dance....well, then you really know he's white and you DO mind. It's just terrible. Please check him Sat. Jun 23 for MTV Live, where he lifts his legs high in his best B-Boy dance, sways like a limp Elvis and rocks at the piano like Ray Charles. But never mind that horrendousness - cop a brotha's album, please! Oh, wait...I'm talking about Robin Thicke.
I hate the comparison to last decade's white boy with a hood pass, Justin Timberlake, but I'll go there just for a second to highlight the idiosyncrasy here. ( I looked it up but I still don't know if I used that right.) We know Justin can beatbox and breakdance, and we give him credit for that. He's from Memphis Tennessee, so he should have some flavor. But this Robin Thicke, this kid from The Hills, to whom should we credit this soul? He doesn't need help from TI and beats by Timbaland for validation. He is hot all by himself, with his pen and his piano.
And the good news here is he's an artist men don't have to be ashamed to like. Part of it is because Robin is not packaged sexy. He is, to use another hackneyed yet appropriate cliche, grown and sexy. He does not come out shirtless, greased-up in baby oil and slide all over the floor like an Usher or a Ginuwine (no disrespect). He doesn't use explicit R. Kelly-type lyrics that basically tell you to get naked and lay down. That music while about sex, is not sexy; it lacks the cleverness implicit in seduction.
I must note here that Robin did try the superproducer-lead single to try to jump "The Evolution of Robin Thicke" album off last summer. "Wanna Love U Girl" with Pharell was supposed to be the banger that would move records off the shelves, but it fell flat, proving that Pharell's Midas Touch might be tarnished and rusty. What blew Robin up was "Lost Without U." That song right there, boy....It feels good just to hear it. I would call it vocal masturbation, but the pleasure isn't self-induced. In a world of snap music, braggadocios rappers and singers who don't write songs, Robin gave us something real.
Who doesn't appreciate an honest man?
Some of you might have it all together, and perhaps you can't relate to a song with themes like forgiveness, redemption, self-doubt and asking for acceptance. But Robin admits there was a time when people weren't giving him a chance, when he didn't feel good enough and when he had to believe in himself despite rejection. For those of us in the real world, how can you not respect that? There are plenty of other great songs on the album, too. You can chill, (freak), think and dance all from the same CD.
Now if we can just find the man some personality....
P.S. The BET Awards are June 27 and Robin is up for Best Male Artist and Viewer's Choice. Go to BET.com and vote for him, if you will. And you can catch him on tour with Beyonce (another star with no personality. Have you seen a Beyonce interview? it's like trying to talk to a deer in headlights) And no, his label is not paying me for this. I just believe in people with talent.
-DevaDonna
When he sings, there is such soul, even in a faint falsetto. The voice will throw you for a moment, but you know he's white....and you don't mind.
When we see him ladies, in his signature black and white (is it symbolic perhaps, of he and his black wife, Paula Patton? Or his absence of personality?)
Whatever, you see his handsome self. Handsome is a term only applicable to grown men, you see. You know he's white..and you don't mind.
But when we see him dance....well, then you really know he's white and you DO mind. It's just terrible. Please check him Sat. Jun 23 for MTV Live, where he lifts his legs high in his best B-Boy dance, sways like a limp Elvis and rocks at the piano like Ray Charles. But never mind that horrendousness - cop a brotha's album, please! Oh, wait...I'm talking about Robin Thicke.
I hate the comparison to last decade's white boy with a hood pass, Justin Timberlake, but I'll go there just for a second to highlight the idiosyncrasy here. ( I looked it up but I still don't know if I used that right.) We know Justin can beatbox and breakdance, and we give him credit for that. He's from Memphis Tennessee, so he should have some flavor. But this Robin Thicke, this kid from The Hills, to whom should we credit this soul? He doesn't need help from TI and beats by Timbaland for validation. He is hot all by himself, with his pen and his piano.
And the good news here is he's an artist men don't have to be ashamed to like. Part of it is because Robin is not packaged sexy. He is, to use another hackneyed yet appropriate cliche, grown and sexy. He does not come out shirtless, greased-up in baby oil and slide all over the floor like an Usher or a Ginuwine (no disrespect). He doesn't use explicit R. Kelly-type lyrics that basically tell you to get naked and lay down. That music while about sex, is not sexy; it lacks the cleverness implicit in seduction.
I must note here that Robin did try the superproducer-lead single to try to jump "The Evolution of Robin Thicke" album off last summer. "Wanna Love U Girl" with Pharell was supposed to be the banger that would move records off the shelves, but it fell flat, proving that Pharell's Midas Touch might be tarnished and rusty. What blew Robin up was "Lost Without U." That song right there, boy....It feels good just to hear it. I would call it vocal masturbation, but the pleasure isn't self-induced. In a world of snap music, braggadocios rappers and singers who don't write songs, Robin gave us something real.
Who doesn't appreciate an honest man?
Some of you might have it all together, and perhaps you can't relate to a song with themes like forgiveness, redemption, self-doubt and asking for acceptance. But Robin admits there was a time when people weren't giving him a chance, when he didn't feel good enough and when he had to believe in himself despite rejection. For those of us in the real world, how can you not respect that? There are plenty of other great songs on the album, too. You can chill, (freak), think and dance all from the same CD.
Now if we can just find the man some personality....
P.S. The BET Awards are June 27 and Robin is up for Best Male Artist and Viewer's Choice. Go to BET.com and vote for him, if you will. And you can catch him on tour with Beyonce (another star with no personality. Have you seen a Beyonce interview? it's like trying to talk to a deer in headlights) And no, his label is not paying me for this. I just believe in people with talent.
-DevaDonna
Manhattan Hot Mamas
This is DevaDonna with a crushing report for single ladies in New York City:
THERE'S NOTHING HERE FOR YOU!
Why is that? For every 10 men I've seen, probably only 2 like vagina.
Granted, I am staying in East Village, which I guess is the trendy, college artsy part of town, but I will have cobwebs until summer ends because these queens are MORE fabulous than you are. Baby, you can't GIVE away your goodies up here. High heels, makeup, wigs, exposed midriffs, tight-butt-can't-breathe jeans...the boys do it well. Heard two guys the other day walk up to each other, "Hey Bitch!" so forth and so on....I walk down the street everyday in awe.
Maybe it's because they don't do that where I'm from. I will NEVER see two men in Detroit walking holding hands. (Well, I take that back, maybe in Palmer Park...but that's a central location). I don't know, they say the black community is homophobic, they say the Christain community is homophobic. I'm not saying I am, I'm just saying I've been inundated with gayness and I've been here 3 weeks. That's all I'm saying.
***Til next time!***
-DevaDonna
THERE'S NOTHING HERE FOR YOU!
Why is that? For every 10 men I've seen, probably only 2 like vagina.
Granted, I am staying in East Village, which I guess is the trendy, college artsy part of town, but I will have cobwebs until summer ends because these queens are MORE fabulous than you are. Baby, you can't GIVE away your goodies up here. High heels, makeup, wigs, exposed midriffs, tight-butt-can't-breathe jeans...the boys do it well. Heard two guys the other day walk up to each other, "Hey Bitch!" so forth and so on....I walk down the street everyday in awe.
Maybe it's because they don't do that where I'm from. I will NEVER see two men in Detroit walking holding hands. (Well, I take that back, maybe in Palmer Park...but that's a central location). I don't know, they say the black community is homophobic, they say the Christain community is homophobic. I'm not saying I am, I'm just saying I've been inundated with gayness and I've been here 3 weeks. That's all I'm saying.
***Til next time!***
-DevaDonna
The Catalyst
Praise the Lord!
My friends and fam know this as my greeting, so I'll sign on with that today.
The reason for me actually going ahead and starting this blog is simple. It's because "the resume is dead." This is what the executive producer of MTV News told me, and since he actually hires people, I think I'll take his advice. What better way to prove that my voice should be heard, that I deserve a talk show or even an opinoins column than to show you?
SO, welcome to "U Don't Have to Agree with Miss D..." My opinions will NOT be politically correct because I don't plan to apologize for being me. I pledge that I will not say anything I don't genuinely mean.
Warning:
I don't give a f*** about Paris Hilton, BET should be ashamed of itself for the "entertainment" it offers black people, and all men cheat.
Talk to you soon,
-DevaDonna
My friends and fam know this as my greeting, so I'll sign on with that today.
The reason for me actually going ahead and starting this blog is simple. It's because "the resume is dead." This is what the executive producer of MTV News told me, and since he actually hires people, I think I'll take his advice. What better way to prove that my voice should be heard, that I deserve a talk show or even an opinoins column than to show you?
SO, welcome to "U Don't Have to Agree with Miss D..." My opinions will NOT be politically correct because I don't plan to apologize for being me. I pledge that I will not say anything I don't genuinely mean.
Warning:
I don't give a f*** about Paris Hilton, BET should be ashamed of itself for the "entertainment" it offers black people, and all men cheat.
Talk to you soon,
-DevaDonna
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