Hey Everyone,
I know I missed putting in Sneak Peek 3, but you can check HERE to see the video. I'm just going to jump ahead to #4. V. Jeffery Smith and I had a conversation about R. Kelly getting off back when he wasn't charged with any crimes. Now I didn't see the R. Video, but most of the rest of the world did so you know what the deal was and is.
One morning V. Jeff had a flash of inspiration and from it was have this. I wrote most of the lyrics and Jeff Jeudy stopped by to play at bit while we shot this video. Enjoy!
There are still 10 days to donate to my IndieGoGo Campaign! If you have been thinking about it, then now if your time. Thanks so much for your support! Without further ado, "Kelly Gets Off."
Shelley Nicole, V. Jeffrey Smith & Jeff Jeudy - Kelly Gets Off - Sneak Peek 4 from Shelley Nicole on Vimeo.
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Monday, May 23, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
New Song Sneak Peek - Pt.2
Hey Everyone!
Jeff and I are back with another sneak peek at a now song. I am having so much fun sharing this experience with you. I hope if you are in town you can make it out to the Banjo Jim's show to hear all the songs in person.
I'm really excited about the show! It's a fundraiser for Japan Relief and the New Album project! If you can't be at the show in person please DONATE and/or spread the word. Thank you to everyone who has donated so far and all those to come. Check the link below. In the mean time check our latest video and Enjoy!
Peace!
Shelley Nicole & Jeff Jeudy Song Idea - Sneak Peek 2 from Shelley Nicole on Vimeo.
Wednesday April 27th
Banjo Jim's
700 Avenue C @ 9th Street
New York, NY
10pm
Free!
Japan and New Album Fundraiser!
See you there!
Jeff and I are back with another sneak peek at a now song. I am having so much fun sharing this experience with you. I hope if you are in town you can make it out to the Banjo Jim's show to hear all the songs in person.
I'm really excited about the show! It's a fundraiser for Japan Relief and the New Album project! If you can't be at the show in person please DONATE and/or spread the word. Thank you to everyone who has donated so far and all those to come. Check the link below. In the mean time check our latest video and Enjoy!
Peace!
Shelley Nicole & Jeff Jeudy Song Idea - Sneak Peek 2 from Shelley Nicole on Vimeo.
Wednesday April 27th
Banjo Jim's
700 Avenue C @ 9th Street
New York, NY
10pm
Free!
Japan and New Album Fundraiser!
See you there!
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
New Song Sneak Peek - Pt. 1
Hey Everyone,
Now that I am back from Europe it's on to making the new album. Jeff and I got together that other night and started working on a couple of things. This is just a little peek at the process. I know some of you wonder how this whole songwriting thing happens. Well sometimes the songs come all at once, but most times it's bit by bit.
Enjoy and remember to check out the IndieGoGo Campaign. Donate a be a part of making the magic happen!
Thank You!
Shelley Nicole & Jeff Jeudy Song Idea - Sneak Peak from Shelley Nicole on Vimeo.
Now that I am back from Europe it's on to making the new album. Jeff and I got together that other night and started working on a couple of things. This is just a little peek at the process. I know some of you wonder how this whole songwriting thing happens. Well sometimes the songs come all at once, but most times it's bit by bit.
Enjoy and remember to check out the IndieGoGo Campaign. Donate a be a part of making the magic happen!
Thank You!
Shelley Nicole & Jeff Jeudy Song Idea - Sneak Peak from Shelley Nicole on Vimeo.
Friday, March 25, 2011
We're on Our Way Home : Day 8 [Part 13]
We're on Our Way Home: Leaving London
I can’t remember if Jeff took a short nap or what, but his cab was there to pick him up at about 4:30am. We made sure he had everything and we said farewell until we would meet again in New York later that night. Remember Jeff flew directly to London, but I had to go back to Paris and then back to New York.
I finished packing and took a short nap. Kevin and Michelle said they would take me to the train in the morning on their way to drop their daughter off at school. It was early enough that I would have plenty of time to get to the airport to catch my flight.
I can’t exactly remember which train station they took me to, but I had to take three trains to get to my Heathrow that day, but they took me a bit closer than if I had taken the Overground from where they were. I can’t remember if they took me to an Overground station or to a rail station. I can’t even really remember the rout I took to the airport. I was so tired that morning. All I know is that I ended up either at Hammermith or Earl’s Court to make a switch. I think it was Earl’s Court. Either way at that point I switched for the Piccadilly Line to Heathrow. Now remember there are a couple of trains that go to Heathrow. One train is for Terminal 1,2,3 & 4 and another for 1,2,3, & 5. I was so happy to see the later come when I was on the platform waiting to make the switch. I was dog tired. I mean just beat down, but I was almost there.
I got to Terminal 5 and prepared myself for whatever Heathrow might throw at me. If you remember I took the train in to London from Paris, but I decided to fly back for one major reason. I had to go back through Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris fly back home because that’s how I came in with Burnt Sugar. So on the return home I booked myself a flight on British Airways back to Paris, then I wouldn’t have to spend money to get form the center of Paris (if I had taken the train) to the airport. Now I just had to get to the proper terminal at Charles de Gaulle to catch my return flight that the Sugar crew booked me. Okay, now let’s see how Heathrow security is going to act on this day. When I got to British Airways check-in counter there was no line. I couldn’t believe this happened to me twice. First when I was flying into Paris from JFK at the Air France counter and now this. Wow. So I checked my bag, kept my bass on my back, plus my purse on my shoulder and I headed to the security line. First of all it wasn’t all that long, which was amazing, but I was checking out the security officer on the line I was in and I could tell she was tired and cranky. So I knew anything could happen with her. It wasn’t like I was carrying anything…oh wait…I had the damn screwdriver in my bass case. I forgot to take it out. Oh well, I was at the airport in plenty of time. If they took it I still would not miss my flight. So as the line is moving I notice that they take her off her post and replace her with someone else. Okay! So when I got to the front of the line I did as you do at the airport these days and everything was fine. No questions about anything. Not even the screwdriver, which I was surprised about because Heathrow can be crazy.
On the other side of security I put my shoes, coat, etc., on and headed downstairs to wait for my first flight. I was there so early that a gate hadn’t even been assigned to my flight. So I walked around and looked at the duty free stuff. It always amazed me how much of a mall that airport is. I got myself an overpriced souvenir because I needed to get rid of my Pound coins since I couldn’t exchange them back in the states. I got a pretty terrible sandwich at Pret a Manger, who by the way is taking over London. There are more Pret’s than Starbucks and you know that’s saying a lot! Then I found a place to chill until my gate showed up on the board.
Soon my flight popped up and I headed to the gate to sit there and wait until they called boarding. Again I have to mention how they board in Europe. It’s just so great. They call that the flight is ready for boarding and people get on. No calling of sections or things like that. Folks just get on the plane! LOL! So I boarded my B.A. flight, put my bass in the overhead and it fit without any problem and settled in for this first leg.
Flying form London to Paris is really fast. It might have been an hour maybe. So we were up and down quickly. I barely got a nap before we were landing. Since this was not a true connecting flight, I had to go pick up my luggage from baggage claim in Paris and then figure out how to get to Air France from where I was.
After getting my bag off the carousel, I found an information desk to ask how to get to terminal 2E. Since I was already in Terminal 2 I just had to take a long walk to 2E. I so glad I didn’t have to get on the airtrain to get to the terminal, which I totally thought I was going to have to do. I started walking and before I knew it I was at Air France check-in. Again there was barely a line. I knew I would be early for my flight, but I still didn’t expect that. I had already printed out my boarding pass so the woman at the counter checked my bag and I headed for Air France security.
The line wasn’t so bad, but I wasn’t sweating anything now that I was in Paris. I was almost home. When my turn came up I do the usual and walk through the metal detector, but this time they pulled my bass off the belt and asked if it was mine. “Yes, it’s mine.” They needed to look inside. Well, there goes my screwdriver. It made it from Brooklyn to Paris to London, but it wasn’t going to make it back to Brooklyn. Oh well. No worries. They took the contraband and gave me back my bass. Almost home.
I was mad early for that flight. I wasn’t scheduled to leave until about 7:30pm, and after going through security it was only about 4pm. So I had lots of time to kill. I didn’t have many Euros left. So I got a little snack, but I wasn’t worried because I knew they were going to feed us well on Air France and I’d have some wine!
I sat in the terminal and thought about the days gone by. What a journey. From performing in Paris with Burnt Sugar and hanging out with my parents there; then off to London and the crazy housing situation, meeting up with Jeff, and playing some incredible shows; seeing London in a day and just having lots of laughs. I couldn’t help but look around and see the Burnt Sugar crew in my minds eye sitting with me in the Paris Airport. It made me smile. They were the reason I was there. I took a few pics of my tired self in the airport and before I knew it, it was time to board.
I didn’t get a window seat on the way back, but they did hold my bass for me again. This flight was challenging because it was so dry on the plane, but I later realized I was coming down with something. Honestly I think my body was just winding down so it was slowly trying to break down. The charge was over…for now. I drank so much water on that flight and could not get hydrated for anything. I was in and out of sleep the whole trip and when we were landing I thought my ears would explode. I hadn’t had that feeling in a long time.
When we landed and went through customs I could hardly hear the agent talking to me. That’s how clogged my ears were. It felt crazy. I felt like I was under water talking to people. It was strange to be home at least strange to come through customs in the U.S. Of the three places I had been (France, UK and America) only America was feeding nationalist propaganda at it’s visitors when they get off of plane. I mean as soon as you hit customs they might as well just hand you the lyrics to the National Anthem and make you sing it on the spot, with feeling! It was so crazy to see the TV screens with all the American “stuff” on it. I’m happy to be home as much as the next person, but it was all so much.
After I cleared customs and went to the ladies, I headed to baggage claim. I got my things and headed out to catch a cab when I see Jeff waiting for me with flowers! It was Valentine’s Day after all. Very sweet. We were back home. Back in New York and back to the everyday things of life, but what a time we had. What a time we had.
Thank You to everyone who came out to support us in London and all those who took the time to read this oversized blog. Love to Jeff who crossed the pond with me and represented the NY büshe. Love to LyricL who was my shining light in London. Love to Michelle & Kevin for opening their home at the 11th hour. Love to Adam and the Jazz Re:freshed crew for making their house mine. Love to the Morpheus Soul show for continuing to shout us out. Love to Up all Night Music and Native Tongue for saying yes and showing your love. Love to the UK blaKbüshe band. Love to the fox totems that kept showing up. It is my hope to get back to London soon after I release my next album this summer.
If you like what you read please be a part of making the album happen so we can go back to Europe and beyond. Check out my IndieGoGo campaign and be one of the hairs in the büshe. Thank you so much! Now on to the “Can a Girl Catch a Break? New Album Blog! Whoo Hoo!
I can’t remember if Jeff took a short nap or what, but his cab was there to pick him up at about 4:30am. We made sure he had everything and we said farewell until we would meet again in New York later that night. Remember Jeff flew directly to London, but I had to go back to Paris and then back to New York.
I finished packing and took a short nap. Kevin and Michelle said they would take me to the train in the morning on their way to drop their daughter off at school. It was early enough that I would have plenty of time to get to the airport to catch my flight.
I can’t exactly remember which train station they took me to, but I had to take three trains to get to my Heathrow that day, but they took me a bit closer than if I had taken the Overground from where they were. I can’t remember if they took me to an Overground station or to a rail station. I can’t even really remember the rout I took to the airport. I was so tired that morning. All I know is that I ended up either at Hammermith or Earl’s Court to make a switch. I think it was Earl’s Court. Either way at that point I switched for the Piccadilly Line to Heathrow. Now remember there are a couple of trains that go to Heathrow. One train is for Terminal 1,2,3 & 4 and another for 1,2,3, & 5. I was so happy to see the later come when I was on the platform waiting to make the switch. I was dog tired. I mean just beat down, but I was almost there.
I got to Terminal 5 and prepared myself for whatever Heathrow might throw at me. If you remember I took the train in to London from Paris, but I decided to fly back for one major reason. I had to go back through Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris fly back home because that’s how I came in with Burnt Sugar. So on the return home I booked myself a flight on British Airways back to Paris, then I wouldn’t have to spend money to get form the center of Paris (if I had taken the train) to the airport. Now I just had to get to the proper terminal at Charles de Gaulle to catch my return flight that the Sugar crew booked me. Okay, now let’s see how Heathrow security is going to act on this day. When I got to British Airways check-in counter there was no line. I couldn’t believe this happened to me twice. First when I was flying into Paris from JFK at the Air France counter and now this. Wow. So I checked my bag, kept my bass on my back, plus my purse on my shoulder and I headed to the security line. First of all it wasn’t all that long, which was amazing, but I was checking out the security officer on the line I was in and I could tell she was tired and cranky. So I knew anything could happen with her. It wasn’t like I was carrying anything…oh wait…I had the damn screwdriver in my bass case. I forgot to take it out. Oh well, I was at the airport in plenty of time. If they took it I still would not miss my flight. So as the line is moving I notice that they take her off her post and replace her with someone else. Okay! So when I got to the front of the line I did as you do at the airport these days and everything was fine. No questions about anything. Not even the screwdriver, which I was surprised about because Heathrow can be crazy.
On the other side of security I put my shoes, coat, etc., on and headed downstairs to wait for my first flight. I was there so early that a gate hadn’t even been assigned to my flight. So I walked around and looked at the duty free stuff. It always amazed me how much of a mall that airport is. I got myself an overpriced souvenir because I needed to get rid of my Pound coins since I couldn’t exchange them back in the states. I got a pretty terrible sandwich at Pret a Manger, who by the way is taking over London. There are more Pret’s than Starbucks and you know that’s saying a lot! Then I found a place to chill until my gate showed up on the board.
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| If you are a smoker, it's your LUCKY day! |
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| Sleepy in Heathrow. |
Soon my flight popped up and I headed to the gate to sit there and wait until they called boarding. Again I have to mention how they board in Europe. It’s just so great. They call that the flight is ready for boarding and people get on. No calling of sections or things like that. Folks just get on the plane! LOL! So I boarded my B.A. flight, put my bass in the overhead and it fit without any problem and settled in for this first leg.
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| Wing of my British Airways Flight |
After getting my bag off the carousel, I found an information desk to ask how to get to terminal 2E. Since I was already in Terminal 2 I just had to take a long walk to 2E. I so glad I didn’t have to get on the airtrain to get to the terminal, which I totally thought I was going to have to do. I started walking and before I knew it I was at Air France check-in. Again there was barely a line. I knew I would be early for my flight, but I still didn’t expect that. I had already printed out my boarding pass so the woman at the counter checked my bag and I headed for Air France security.
The line wasn’t so bad, but I wasn’t sweating anything now that I was in Paris. I was almost home. When my turn came up I do the usual and walk through the metal detector, but this time they pulled my bass off the belt and asked if it was mine. “Yes, it’s mine.” They needed to look inside. Well, there goes my screwdriver. It made it from Brooklyn to Paris to London, but it wasn’t going to make it back to Brooklyn. Oh well. No worries. They took the contraband and gave me back my bass. Almost home.
I was mad early for that flight. I wasn’t scheduled to leave until about 7:30pm, and after going through security it was only about 4pm. So I had lots of time to kill. I didn’t have many Euros left. So I got a little snack, but I wasn’t worried because I knew they were going to feed us well on Air France and I’d have some wine!
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| Charles de Gaulle Airport Air France Terminal |
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| Me & my bass on the last leg. Heading Home. |
I sat in the terminal and thought about the days gone by. What a journey. From performing in Paris with Burnt Sugar and hanging out with my parents there; then off to London and the crazy housing situation, meeting up with Jeff, and playing some incredible shows; seeing London in a day and just having lots of laughs. I couldn’t help but look around and see the Burnt Sugar crew in my minds eye sitting with me in the Paris Airport. It made me smile. They were the reason I was there. I took a few pics of my tired self in the airport and before I knew it, it was time to board.
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| E 41 My Gate! |
When we landed and went through customs I could hardly hear the agent talking to me. That’s how clogged my ears were. It felt crazy. I felt like I was under water talking to people. It was strange to be home at least strange to come through customs in the U.S. Of the three places I had been (France, UK and America) only America was feeding nationalist propaganda at it’s visitors when they get off of plane. I mean as soon as you hit customs they might as well just hand you the lyrics to the National Anthem and make you sing it on the spot, with feeling! It was so crazy to see the TV screens with all the American “stuff” on it. I’m happy to be home as much as the next person, but it was all so much.
After I cleared customs and went to the ladies, I headed to baggage claim. I got my things and headed out to catch a cab when I see Jeff waiting for me with flowers! It was Valentine’s Day after all. Very sweet. We were back home. Back in New York and back to the everyday things of life, but what a time we had. What a time we had.
Thank You to everyone who came out to support us in London and all those who took the time to read this oversized blog. Love to Jeff who crossed the pond with me and represented the NY büshe. Love to LyricL who was my shining light in London. Love to Michelle & Kevin for opening their home at the 11th hour. Love to Adam and the Jazz Re:freshed crew for making their house mine. Love to the Morpheus Soul show for continuing to shout us out. Love to Up all Night Music and Native Tongue for saying yes and showing your love. Love to the UK blaKbüshe band. Love to the fox totems that kept showing up. It is my hope to get back to London soon after I release my next album this summer.
If you like what you read please be a part of making the album happen so we can go back to Europe and beyond. Check out my IndieGoGo campaign and be one of the hairs in the büshe. Thank you so much! Now on to the “Can a Girl Catch a Break? New Album Blog! Whoo Hoo!
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Lighting up BAM Café! (Nov. 20th)
I know we are well into December, but I had to take a step back in time to November and the show at the BAM Café. This was our second time there in as many years and we had another incredible time. I can always count on BAM to be a full house and lots of fun.
That night we shared the bill with Dawn Drake. I have to give her a big shout because we probably would not have been at the Café this year if not for her. Thanks Dawn! That night, the O'Jays were also in the house. The Opera House that is. So they were playing right next door! I have to admit that I think that was pretty cool. Jerome got to see some of the show from back stage. I tried to get him to bring Eddie Levert over to the show, but alas that didn't happen. A girl can dream. LOL!
BAM was the last blaKbüshe
show of the year and now that I think about it there really weren't that many band shows this year. But I will talk about that more in my Year-End Review. Since it was the last show I knew I had to make it great. It's been such a busy fall that I wasn't able to get the band together to rehearse as many times as I would have liked or write a couple of new things as I had hoped, but I knew it could still be great.Earlier this fall I was part of an awesome fashion/art show called BlackSnow featuring the clothing and artwork of Black TheMicahlight and Opie Snow. I was also honored to have an incredible brotha named Oraje do my hair for the evening. After that night I knew I needed them on the team for the BAM show. If you take a look at the photos you will see that both crews did not disappoint. Micah and Opie hooked me up with the fly leather pants. I had a pair of copper leather pants just sitting around asking to be tricked out and they did the damn thing. Then Oraje lit up my locks! He hid a battery pack in the back of my head and with the flip of a switch my hair was aglow. It was my Avatar moment for sure.
So what happened at the show? Fire happened! I had a big b'earthday this year so I pulled out a joint from my childhood that made me want to live in New York. We covered Odyssey's "Native New Yorker
" and the crowd was loving it. It's just one of my faves. Just makes you want to get on the dance floor circa 1977. It was a pretty high energy show, but we did drop it down to the blues side with "Gut Bucket." I realized we hadn't done that song for over a year, which is crazy because it's killin' if I do say so myself. That song is straight out of the bayou.
Of course we hit the blaKbüshe classics "Out of My Mind, " "Long Train Running," "I Am American," "Go Head & Rise," and of course "blaK Girls." But for this show we did the remix and I got my rhyme on. I'm no Lauryn Hill and to be quite honest it makes me really nervous to rhyme because I really respect the art form and I don't consider myself and Emcee, but I did it and it wasn't too shabby. *smile* I won't be getting any calls from Jay-Z anytime soon, but I held the flow!
Since there were two acts that night there was no time for an encore, but it was an all around incredible show. We had the crowd on their feet and it was an all around rockin' good time! I'm so excited about the possibilities in 2011.
Gotta give love to the band! Jerome, Jeff, V. Jeff, Matsu, Ki Ki, Ganessa, Shawn & Amma did the damn thing! Love, Love, Love to them!
If you want to see more shots of the show check out the blaKbüshe Facebook page. Remember you can "Like" there or follow us on Twitter @blaKbüshe. Thank you to everyone who came to the show. I can't wait to see you all next year. Lots of new things in store. Oh and if you want me to come to your town please let me know. I feel the travel bug coming on. I want to see you too!
Peace!
Shelley
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