“If music be the food of love play on”

Leopold Stokowski once said, “A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence”. Few truer words have been uttered.

I could go on for days, months even about the power of music, but the proof is in the pudding. We live in a highly digitized age where there’s little shortness of anything really.

We’re surrounded by creators, of film, photography, music, art, law (enacted law and those that govern the ins and outs of our society…the kind of constructive laws we create ourselves) and because of this we’re inundated with a ton of stuff with a click of a button.

I don’t know about you, but technology has a specific kind of noise all on its own. It’s stifling sometimes, it’s discouraging and overwhelming but once in a while, you’re afforded the privilege of witnessing something so remarkably spectacular that the world and all its clutter fall to the wayside.

For me, those moments present themselves behind a simple melody, a classic voice and sometimes it’s a loud thumping (don’t judge ). But, what i’m saying is that, in the midst of all the insanity, there are these songs, voices and souls that move us to silence.


alice smith

Alice Smith is enchanting, heartbreaking, raw and unapologetically haunting in this cover of “I put a spell on you” included in the “Nina Revisited…a tribute to Nina Simone” album.


Then we have the incredible Ms Lauryn Hill. Her version of “Feeling Good” in the same album is incredible. The androgyny in her voice was new though, but i love it.

kimberly nichole

Then we have Kimberly Nichole. Her performance of “Creep” on The Voice US will live in infamy in my humble opinion. Her voice is real. She’s stunning, a powerful woman whose ability is a respectful and empowering nod to an age passed. she’s without a doubt, a woman worth remembering.


Without a shadow of doubt, Birdy’s version of “Skinny Love” claws at you from the inside. The sincerity, the purity and shear profoundness (yes, i went there) of this performance and song, originally by Bon Iver, is captivating.


I mean, do i even have to explain why this is incredible? Tori Kelly is something to behold in this cover of Michael Jackson’s “P.Y.T”. The riff she does towards the end at 2:24 literally devastates careers.

jazmine sullivan

Before i go all out and ramble for days on end about the singers and songs that seem tailor made for my heartstrings, i want to leave you with one more woman who knows how to translate emotion almost effortlessly. Jazmine Sullivan is a force of nature, and this albeit risky (lol) performance of “Stupid girls” is something to play over…and over and over.

There’s a slew of incredibly talented young men and women out there and songs and singers that take you there with a whisper, if you troll long or hard enough, the silence will take you.

Click on the song titles to troll on your own, please do.

It’s a welcomed reprieve from the everyday grind, i suppose.

Much love.


Words remain


The words have always been there. The emotions bubbled and boiled like unkind rapids while i remained mute…i could have chosen it.

My absence was and is like a wound, festering, omnipresent sans its actual appearance. Just because you don’t see, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist, and by God did this wound ever exist.

I had a great deal to say, share and vent…i still have a lot to give, i just had my hands tied.

Not to say the conditions have changed, only that the zip ties have been seen, acknowledged and are currently being worked on.

In this time away from everything, i had an opportunity to try and understand what it is i wanted to accomplish with everything; this blog, my writing, my life in general. I’m not experiencing an existential crisis or anything…or at least i don’t think i am.

Point is, an important amount of soul searching went on and an equally as important amount of internal dialoguing occurred with regards to understanding the importance of voice, posturing and honesty as well as purpose when it comes to the many things we do.

Specifically, when it comes to my attempts at being something and someone and affecting (no matter how minute) an indelible change in the world, or at the very least the way we see one another, the way we interact and influence one another as people.

I want to be everything and nothing, for you…if that makes sense. I want to inspire, inform, work with and excite you. But i also want to be the masked vigilante that opts for covert acts of encouragement, change and inspiration, because it’s not about me.

I guess that’s what i struggled with the most for a while. It’s hoping to teeter successfully (wrong word)…it’s hoping to find a balance between wanting to be a source of inspiration and not wanting it to be about me.

So, here i am.

My absence has brought with it a few revelations, many of which personal, but just as many truly helpful in reaching my goals.

So my wish, for now at least, is that the words come easy. I wish for the emotions to flow, the messages to be pure, unbiased (in the sense that they aim to elevate my own personal/selfish intentions) and i wish for this to be a forum of truth, honesty and strength for those who might need it.

We live in trying times, we’ve inherited illnesses, wars, prejudiced dogma and the kind of hate that would still waters and rob the earth.

Our bloodlines remain challenged. Our memories break our hearts and our voices continue to be louder, but our words remain meaningless.

So trust me with your minds and thoughts and i promise to give you the kind of words that we (myself included) need.