Wednesday, February 25, 2004

So what, I love boy bands
by tia




I so miss NSYNC. I mean early NSYNC. When Chris had bad hair. Before Joey had kids. Before Justin got super bitter and JC went buckety-buck buck wild. Those were the days. When JC was singing the fool out of e’rythang. Don’t act like y’all forget.

WHHHHHHY didn’t I know it?
WHHHHHHY didn’t I show it?


Or

I lie awaaaaake
I drive...myself…crazy, Crazy, CRAZY, CRAAAAZAE, YEAH.


Oh, those were the days. Boy bands were my passion. And I was a teeny bit old to be into boy bands the way I was. It was okay when I was younger. No one thinks twice about an 11-year-old being into New Edition and New Kids on the Block. But Nsync didn’t break big in the states until around 1998. I was 21. I was finishing up college. N the eyes of most, I was an adult. As my John (Mayer) would say “Don’t believe it.” I was worse than some of the junior high girls with all my screaming and carrying on. I couldn’t wait to watch TRL. For a while there it seemed like at least one of the guys was on the show every week. (Did anyone see the one where Joey was clowning JC for appearing on the Blaque song talking about his “Thug Appeal”? Joey was wrong for that.) I was so serious about them. And I think my love of the group was perpetuated by the decade long crush I had on JC. I was in love with him on the MMC. Should we ever get this site legitimately up and running with streaming media, I will make the video of JC, Justin, Dale and that kid from Remember The Titans singing Cry For You available for the people.

I must admit I was also a Backstreet Boys fan at one time. I clowned them when they first came out, though. Very few people remember their very 1st video. You’d be hard pressed to find it now. Contrary to popular belief it was NOT Quit Playing Games With My Heart. It was We’ve Got It Goin’ On. In the video they were just “chillin’” trying to look “street.” On the cover of the single they’re wearing those oversized multi-color leather jackets and standing in a sketchy back alley with their name written in “graffiti” on a brick wall. They were “hard.” I had so many jokes. All of their songs had the same backbeat. And they didn’t seem to have a firm grip of the English language.

Does he leave when you need him the most
Does his friends take up your time


All I Have To Give

AJ could sing but he needed to work on his grammar.
(Sorry, I can be a bit of a grammar snob. But Lord knows I butcher the language so I guess I don’t have much room to talk)

Over time I developed a fondness for the boys. Mostly for Kevin and AJ. Somewhere along the way AJ got singing lesson from an old black man from Mississippi. Kevin on the other hand can’t really sing. But he was fine so it didn’t matter. Y’all know I’m right. Nonetheless, I was a staunch supporter. People would clown them and I would defend them. But I began to notice another voice on the boy band horizon. Vague and distant at first, then becoming increasingly more clear, distinct and almost…familiar. I about lost my mind when I found out JC was in NSYNC. I broke camp and left the “Boys” in the dust.

The NSYNC hits were non-stop. The Christmas joint is off the chain. There is a song where JC is tearing it up at the end talkin’ ‘bout “Grandmama and Granddaddy and my MAMMA and my DADDY.” And they had choreography. Granted they had nothing on the New Edition and Lance was perpetually half a count off, but they tried. They were so cute. Well JC was anyway. And JC was grown. Despite being prefabricated, they, unlike the Spice Girls, whom I also love, (They’re British.) had talent. They could do 5-part harmonies like no one I’d seen since the 80s.

As they got a little older they got a little freakier. We saw the early signs of JC’s freaktacularness. If you own the Live at Madison Square Garden concert you know what I’m talking about. There was NO reason for him to do that. But despite all the nonsense I was still a fan. They matured as did they’re music. I’ll Be Good For You and Gone are some grown-behind jams. You know you’ve got a hit when old black men sing your song. (Toya said she saw some old black man washing windows in New Jersey singing Gone. The song got played on 92Q here in the ‘Ville and it’s one of the blackest stations for miles.)

I have yet to see them in concert. But don’t think I’m not going to. Chris is darn near middle age and everything I’ve read JC say about being a solo artist leads me to believe that he is so OVER the NSYNC train. I’m of the mindset that party is almost over. So if they come anywhere near me I will be in line buying tickets. And I will trip a kid in a minute if it means I’ll get to be close to JC.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

BGLU News and Random Thoughts - tia

Britney Spears and su madre (her mom, for our non-Spanish speakers) reportedly responded to an alter call last week at a Christian church in California.
(Reader be warned. The article comes across a little judgmental. A term that was used to describe an earlier version of this post)

Toya made a very valid point. Since no one was there no one has a right to say whether or not Britney's "experience" was real. I don't have a heaven or hell to put the girl in but I will be anxious to see what, if anything, transpires. I personally think the term "Christian" is used too flippantly in this day and age. Nowadays I have to be all philosophical with it. I'm a disciple of The One, a follower of The Way, if you will. :) I know it's odd, but it gets people wondering.

But who knows? The girl just might shock the world. How fresh would it be if Britney starting using her influence to help shape the next generation of girls into modern day Prov.31 women?

Fellow Followers
A certain young follower of The Way was recently quoted as saying Britney and Christina are degrading to women in how they dress and act. I mean, I'm just saying, if the shoe fits. I'm not going to front and act like I don't like Britney's new song Toxic, but the video leaves almost NOTHING to the imagination. I honestly thought she was naked save strategically placed glitter in the new video. Upon further inspection it's only a nude body suit with strategically placed glitter. My Bad.

(Recently, one of our readers mentioned seeing a video with Stacie Orrico in less than covering attire. We're getting something like 100 hits a day. SOMEONE out there has to have seen this video if it exists. If someone could forward a link or some sort information to corroborate this statement that would be fabu.)

MMC News
Remember this kid from the Mickey Mouse Club?

Did anyone else think that he was a little...sweet...for a kid?



Anyway, Tate, who is now going by Marque Lynche, is (was? I've haven't been watching) one of the semi-finalists on
American Idol. Man, I wish I had tried out for the MMC. They were good for cranking out stars.

And speaking of MMC stars, has anyone seen Tony Lucca lately? Can you say
creepin' on a come up...
www.tonylucca.com

I leave for the UK in 41 days. How that is news for you I don't know. I just felt like sharing.


Kanye West's freshman project The College Dropout hit stores last Tuesday. As one who hasn't been feeling the rap game in the last few years, trust me when I say if you have ever at any point been a fan of rap/hip-hop you need to be about this cd. You're going to want to add this one to your repertoire. Yes, there are the obligatory nonsensical tracks, namely Breathe in, Breathe Out but overall the cd is a fresh breeze in a land of festering crap. All I can say is finally.

Election Year
Has anyone else noticed that this year's election doesn't seem to be about the issues? It's not about the economy. It's not about jobs, the homeless or even the war on terror. The biggest issue this year seems to be who can beat Bush. I usually don't discuss politics with people because it seems to be the one thing that pisses folks off more than religion. But dang! All I've heard is Bush this and Bush that. We know what Bush did/is doing. You bashing him doesn't make me any more inclined to vote for you. Bullies.

(The preceding was the first and probably the last time I will ever mention politics on this site. Unless someone like Harrison Ford decides to run. In which case you will not be able to shut me up. Remember Harrison Ford in Air Force One? He should have run for office right after that movie came out. It would have been a landslide victory. )

Okay maybe this was a coincidence
We got the weekly flyer from Food Lion in the mail a couple of days ago. In the top right hand corner there was a decent sized picture of Dr. King with the header "Celebrating Black History Month." Now I'm SURE this was a coincidence but the whole top half of the first page was advertising a sale that the store is having on Chicken AND Ribs. I was cracking up. It's not right, but it's funny.
Send your complaints about my mocking a black stereotype to pleasestoptrippin@hotmail.com

Monday, February 16, 2004

I DO NOT have a problem
by tia


I love lip gloss. Seriously, LOVE IT. We’re talking borderline obsessive with it. At any given time I have no less than 4 on my person. (Currently I have 5 lipsticks and 8 lip glosses with me.) Every flavor, scent and brand imaginable has graced my lips. As I’m typing I’m looking at the Vanilla Frosting Lip Smackers resting at the top of my keyboard. It’s an illness I tell you.

I’m easily distracted by lip gloss. Last night I was in Wal-mart. I was there for TWO things. Unfortunately, one of the items I needed was located near the beauty aisle. Me walking through the beauty aisle is akin to someone on Atkin’s walking through Krispy Kreme. It is pure unadulterated TORTURE. My eyes dart to and fro from one shiny package of flavored balm to the next until my bottom lip begins to twitch at the thought of the Mocha Freeze roll on. I basically had to run by the make-up aisle. I somehow managed to ignore the call of the Chocolate Strawberry Lip Sparklers and got to my destination. However, on my way out of the store I noticed some inconsiderate schmuck left a set of NYC Strawberry glosses (one clear, one red with sparkles, packaged together for my convenience…or torment) in the book aisle. Jerk!!!! I literally had to TALK myself out of buying them. If the guys in the security booth could see me they were probably calling in backup. “Looney on Aisle 5. I say again, Looney on Aisle 5.”

And there are so many choices. I saw Reese’s lip gloss the other day and almost had to be carried out of the store. No one’s lips should taste like Reese’s…EVER. And some of these glosses are just wrong. My personal favorite is Strawberry Candy Kisses. It is dangerous. Danger I tell you. It tastes like it smells. Strawberry Candy on your lips is probably not a good idea. It should never be used in confined spaces with boys. I was at a dinner party with a guy that I was dating and I noticed that my lips were getting a bit chapped. Innocently, I took out my gloss to moisturize. (I know, I know, bad table etiquette. But my lips were dry. What was I supposed to do?) Anyway, I have never in my life seen someone’s head whip around so quickly. It’s a miracle he didn’t get whiplash. Apparently, guys are intrigued by smell.

Some might argue that I have a problem . Granted, I do spend a significant amount of money on balm. And I do, in fact, apply often. So what?!? I have a tendency to chew on my bottom lip when I’m deep in thought. Thoughts run deeper when enhanced by the taste of Cherries Jubilee. But my...umm...adoration of all things gloss has not gone unnoticed. MAC has a new line of glosses that have flavors like Chocolate Mocha Freeze and New York Cheesecake or something equally deviant. Toya brought one home the other day and I was like a little kid in a candy store. Remember when Gollum finally got hold of “The Ring” in the final Lord of the Rings movie? That’s how it was for me. I just held “the precious” in my hands and stared at it. I put some on and I guess the look in my eyes disturbed Toya because she said, “I’m going to need that back…Tia, I’m going to need to get that back from you.” If memory serves, she had to snatch it from me. The stuff tasted like Caramel and Chocolate…just all around goodness. It is sinful. Later Toya said, “I had better not catch you spreading this on toast.” Okay, I’m weird but I’m not deranged. The day you catch me using lip gloss on anything other than lips you have my permission to have me committed.

There are help groups for people with lip gloss addictions. (Depending in when you’re reading this, there may be a link available.) I took the quiz and answered yes to a couple of the questions. According to them I should seek help. For my lip gloss “addiction” that is. Addiction is such a tricky word. Mine is more of an “admiration.” I appreciate that gloss can do so much for my lips. A product that not only moisturizes, but adds color, shine AND flavor can’t be all bad. Besides, it’s not like I sit in the dark applying and re-applying. I was once late to a non-work related meeting because I didn’t have any gloss on me so I had to stop and buy more. But that was only because I could feel my lips were getting chapped and it was wintertime. And I don’t share my gloss, nor do I borrow other people’s. Mouth germs are so serious. (There are exceptions to the rule but that’s beside the point.) Rather than suffer through what I knew would be a 2-hour meeting in pain and cracked-lipped agony, I opted to stop and purchase a mini-pot of Cotton Candy lip balm. Okay so maybe I should talk to someone…

I’m still a functioning member of society so I’m not all that worried. Yes, I hardly ever have dry lips. Yes, I apply at night before bed. Yes, I’ve spent more than $20 at one time on lip products. Yes, I own stock in Bonnie Bell. Okay that’s not true but you get my point. So I’m a teeny bit fanatical about lip care. It doesn’t mean I have a problem. It just means I love my shiny, frost-colored, vanilla flavored lips. Now if you will excuse me, it’s time for me to reapply.

Monday, February 9, 2004

more Grammys
by tia


Okay the Grammys...Hmmm....I'm not going to rehash what has already been
said. However, I must comment on a couple of things.

Sting...Good
Sean da Paul...Bad

Who's idea was that? Sting does not need back-up...EVER. Don't get me wrong.
I like Sean Paul. But let Sting be Sting and let Sean da Paul be the rastah
he was created to be. And let never the two meet again. One of the guys
that I was watching the show with asked, "Why would Sting let him (Sean
Paul) do that to his song?" My sentiments exactly. Maybe I found Sean Paul's
"contribution" trite and contrived because I love the Police and would empty
out my life savings, 401(K) and sell my younger brother to see them. Or
maybe it's because his presence simply was trite and contrived. Apparently
last night's theme was Bad Collaborations.

Beyonce
They call her the baddest chick..woo, woo...I've had Toya's Dangerously in
Love
cd for a grip. After last night's performance I was not surprised when
she asked for it back. And don't think I didn't promptly order my own copy.
Beyonce is a BAD BROAD. I don't care what y'all think. Her performance last
night was FLAWLESS. The girl has range and voice control that put Ashanti,
Britney and all the rest of them wanna-be pop princesses to shame. Beyonce,
I offer you kudos.
*I was a little disappointed that she didn't do Crazy in Love. It's the
horns, yo.*

Did Christina finally catch the vision? Did someone finally tell her that we
respect her for her voice and not for her perfectly constructed boobies? I
LOVED her performance. I loved the fact that she had on layers...of clothing. I loved the
fact that I could concentrate on her voice rather than having to concentrate
on not watching her make a donkey of herself in clothes that look like
they were never actually meant to be worn. I did not, however, love her hair. Were those supposed to be finger waves? I'm just asking. Anyway, she restored my hope in her
ability to be a singer not a stripper. Christina I like. X-tina can go on
about her business.

Maybe it's because I live in Nashville

Martina McBride
I have an ever-growing affinity for country music. Will you catch me
boot-scootin' in the near future. HECK NO. But I must give props where props
are due. Martina McBride sang the FOOL out of Concrete Angel last night.
Now, I've been a fan of hers for quite sometime. She has hits. (See Whatever
You Say
and Where Would You Be?) But last night I was moved to tears. The song
in and of itself is beautiful and poignant. But the way she sang it gave me
chills. Studio albums do not do that woman justice. She needs to release
live albums from now on. That little woman can SANG. She is about to collect
some serious royalties from me.

I LOVE 3000


Hey Ya! indeed. I was tired last night. All I wanted to do was get in bed. I
had some studying to do and my interest in the show was waning. But they
kept hyping 3000's performance and anyone who's watched the Grammys more
than once knows that the last performance is usually the hottest. Andre did
not disappoint. I was squealing like a little girl when my man hit the
stage. I don't know what it is about that man but he takes me through it on
a pretty consistent basis. I did think the band was a bit much but the horns
were a nice touch. (It's the horns, yo) And I must confess: I have no
business doing it but every time I hear that song I want to "shake it like a
Polaroid picture." If you say that you don't, you're lying to yourself. But
it was 3000's hair...I'm not going to lie to you. I like white boy hair. I
have since I was 4. The idea of 20-25 years (more if he doesn't go bald) of
white boy hair that I can call my very own is more than I can handle. I try
not to dwell on it too much lest I get caught up and start chasing after the
first white boy I see...I'm rambling. 3000's hair is GORGEOUS. That is a
perm for yo' behind. Who is blow-drying and flat ironing his hair? Does he
do his own wraps? I can SOOOO see him sitting up under the dryer at some
random salon in the ATL. Not too long ago I wrote about Pippen's hair.
Pippen who? It is all about Andre. That Negro will make a sistah want to get
a relaxer RIGHT NOW !!!!!!! And I haven't had a perm in YEARS.

And big ups to Andre for lettin' the people know. Stankonia was NOT
Outkast's first album. Know your roots people. And how could they forget:

You thought I'd break my neck
To help y'all deck the halls
Oh oh oh NAW
I've got other means of celebrating

Players Ball - Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik


Know the history.

Finally

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BGLU News-Toya

Anybody else want to hit Justin Timberlake in his daggone jaw!!??

He is messin' it up for EVERYBODY! NFL officials say that because of the sexual nature of JC's song "Blowin' Me Up (With Her Love)" and because of the recent Janet Bra-ha-ha, JC along with BGLU cutie Fe Fe Dobson will not be performing during half-time at the Pro Bowl. DANGITT!!!! Let me tell yall something...

Justin is getting on my daggone nerves, okay? He is Eddie Haskelin' this whole Super Bowl thing like nothing we have ever seen. I can't put my finger on it but I really believe that Justin knew what was gonna go down. Which leads me to my retraction...

We believe that the Janet Jackson booby flash was staged. Why? Ladies, you wear bras. How likely is it that if you were to tear one side that it would just snap off like that? Secondly, MTV pulled an article off its website that promised "shocking moments" during Janet's performance. Now they want to say that the shocking moment was Justin showing up to perform with her. A surprise? Maybe. Justin has become the prince of overexposure and it is rarely surprising if he shows up anywhere. He will show up to the opening of an envelope if given enough notice. So what was the "shocker" supposed to be if it wasn't Janet's breast? Janet's bra? This is 2004, not 1954. We are not shocked to see bras on stage anymore. In fact,we are more shocked to see female entertainers wearing them.

This is not to say that I don't like Justin's music. He is just on my list for the time being. And I ain't feelin' no pain because I am a Joey Fatone kinda girl anyway.

BGLU icon Aisha Tyler has a new book out called Swerve and we cannot wait to get it. In her new book, she discusses everything from pop culture to dating to bikini waxing. In further Aisha news, we hear that she recently broke her arm snowboarding. She is too cool. When discussed on the Wendy Williams show, they asked whether she was married because Wendy has never seen her with her husband. Neither have we. Then she asked if he was white, next answering her own question by "He must be. I said she broke her arm snowboarding." Too funny.

John Mayer is for the people. A recent article on mtvnews.com was written about how John Mayer's CD is a favorite among rap artists such as Jay-Z and Kanye West. Can you blame them? Anyone past the age of 23 can relate to John's lyrics. Anybody catch him on The Dave Chappelle Show? Strangely enough, we both missed it. Hope it reruns soon.

Lastly, The Darkness CAN'T be serious, can they?
BGLU Grammy Recap- Toya

As I sat down to write this, I was thinking of how great the Grammys were this year and how they seemed to go off without a hitch (not if you ask Celine Dion I'm sure. Somebody is SO fired at CBS...again.) Then I looked up at the tv screen and realized I had rewound too far. I didn't watch Evansecence win the kiss of death "New Artist" award because I can't stand them but I noticed that 50 Cent walked on the stage when they won and then walked back to his seat. Does the "New Artist Award" jinx stand up in that case? If you are nominated, don't win but STILL show up on stage, will you sink into oblivion come your next album? Oh one can only hope...

I loved the marriage between the old school and new school. It was a fantastic idea and gave the awards a newness that it has long been missing. Patrice "Forget Me Nots" Rushen was the musical director this year and as always, she did a fabulous job. Here's the run down...

Beyonce' and Prince's performance We love Beyonce' here but I wish she would have waited a few more minutes to come out because I was not at all done drooling over Prince. He is still beautiful and makes that guitar TALK. He was flawless and if Beyonce' is not the new Tina Turner I don't know who is. Strange' , strange' for both of them....

Beatles Tribute with Sting, Dave Matthews, Pharrell and Vince Gill HORRENDOUS!!!!! Paul and Ringo aren't dead so they weren't rolling over in their graves but I am sure they had a rough night's sleep while these 4 butchered their song. Oh it was painful. That sort of thing should only happen at an after Grammy party where no one is sober enough to realize how bad it actually is.

Christina Aguileira's "Beautiful" She really is beautiful. Great look, great performance and great song and I am glad it won. Her songs that she co-wrote with Matt Morris that were nominated didn't win however. He's a genius so I am sure he'll have a dozen of his own on his mantle in no time.

John Mayer and Chandler I know his name is Matt Perry but I am already setting myself up for Friends withdrawal so I need him to still be Chandler for a little while, okay? There exchange was so corny but we love them both so who cares. John had that Ruben Studdard "I'm about to pass out from nervousness" look on his face though. So cute...

BB King, Joe Perry, and Steven Tyler presenting Outkast with the Best Rap Album Award Did they finally get BB King to present the award so that guy that comes on every year and says "None of this would be possible if it weren't for BB King" would stop bum rushin' the stage every year? If so it worked. No signs of him or Mr. Soy Bomb this year. Joe Perry from Aerosmith as fine as he is had the nerve to walk up there with a cane. Why does he provoke me? Lastly, Andre 3000 had the best acceptance speech all night. Okay, second to Richard Marx's...

Justin's win of best male performance for "Cry Me A River" I will not front on it, he and Timbaland did a fantastic job on that song. I also believe in about 20 years from now, Justin will run for office. Yes Justin, it was "unintentional and completely regrettable" and you apologize if it offended anyone. We know, we know. Justin didn't show up with Cameron Diaz but with his mama. Even though that is her child, if my "puppies" were fittin' that snug in my dress like hers were, I wouldn't be sittin' anywhere NEAR Justin Timberlake, lest another "wardrobe malfunction" popped off. And since we are on the topic of things Justin, his performance with Arturo Sandoval was AWESOME. I am so mad. By the way Justin, Thicke called. He wants his suit back.

Anyone notice that JC,after being sidelined from the Pro Bowl, suited up as Justin's seat filler for the night? LOL!!!!!!!!! He mentioned that he had to pull some strings to get into the Grammy's after passing up his seat to sing at the Pro Bowl. Did you notice that while Justin was on stage with the Black Eyed Peas that JC was in his seat? Way to pull those strings JC. Some girls dance with women and some boy band members need to get in where they fit in.

Luther Vandross' Tribute I am a huge Luther fan and it did not hit me how sick he was and how close we were to losing him until I saw the clip they showed of him last night. I am still not ready to talk about it. I am devastated. Janet Jackson was supposed to perform last night and it pisses me off that Justin Timberlake can sit up there and perform TWICE but she didn't do the Luther tribute. The bra didn't undo itself. Okay, I have talked enough about
it. Let's move on.

Foo Fighters and Chick Corea Embarrassingly enough I can't really talk about it because ever since Dave Grohl got married, I find it hard to look at him with a clear conscience. I fast forwarded thru most of it. Maybe next week.

Sting and Sean Paul "Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight. I will..." My man had a dress on and is STILL the bomb. I was pleasantly surprised by and thoroughly enjoyed this performance. I would love for them to release it. It was so good.

Beyonce's performance ... Incredible. If Jay-Z didn't cry, he is too hard for his own good. I was even choked up. The set was beautiful and original. This was definitely one of the best Grammy performances ever. I couldn't figure out why she dragged the end of the song out for so long until the dove flew onto her hand. Clearly a mishap and she handled it well.

Funk Tribute That was SO much fun. I loved seeing Maurice White with Earth Wind and Fire. I remember as a little kid thinking that their lead guitarist and Nick Ashford of Ashford and Simpson were the same person. Just me? Anyway, George Clinton and the Parliament Funkadelic looked like they had some of the original funketeers including the guy that wears the diaper on stage. Good times.

I won't comment on Ozzy and Sharon because that is just mean and well, too easy...

Richard Marx...looks amazing! What is up with these singers looking better now than they did in the 80's? Him, Madonna, Lionel Richie...I hear he lives in Nashville. If I see him in Kroeger, so help me God. Loved his speech.

Anti-Downloading Commercial Look RIAA: no one has stopped downloading because they feel guilty. They stopped because of those obnoxious lawsuits. You want to have an effective commercial? Have one threatening to have Lars Ulrich from Metallica come to your house, hold you hostage and bore you to death on why downloading his music has cost his band a successful comeback. Okay that was mean. I need to go to bed soon.

Outkast's Performance and winner of Album of the Year Didn't love the performance. Didn't hate it but didn't love it either. Love the spirit fingers though.

Good to see Hip Hop win in the category of album of the year. Maybe all is not lost.

That's the wrap up. Can't wait to hear your comments. Oh and one thing, unless you are Justin Timberlake's, 50 Cents or someone in Evanescence's mama, don't get all riled up defending them. I hate to see people get all bent out of shape defending people they don't know. For real, would they do the same for you? I doubt it. If you disagree, that's cool but let's keep it civil.

Friday, February 6, 2004

Hi My Name Is...Part II-Toya

Can I just say that if one thing happens to one of us it almost always happens to the both of us? Our 3rd roommate Renee and I were in church and it was my bright idea to sit on the left side where I spotted some people we knew. Little did I know that we were about to sit in the same row of a band that we all like. (I work in the industry now so I can't name any names. BGLU is a labor of love and does not pay my bills lest I get fired.) Anyway, I've seen these guys before and always thought that the lead singer was cute but I hadn't seen him in a while. You really have no idea how beautiful this man is. Crazy,insane, broke the mold gorgeous.

The problem was this: Homie was in my peripheral during praise and worshipand there was a point where I had to really focus. I had to straight up pray about it in the middle of my praise..

"OK Lord, if I don't talk about it, I will spend more energy trying to ignore it and then it'll be a problem and I'll miss praise and worship. Thank you God for your creation. Thank you God for beautiful men like that that love you and aren't ashamed of you. And I know I don't deserve NOTHIN'! However, if you choose to hook me up like THAT, I aint mad at ya. Let your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Amen."

Now I know that may sound blasphemous to some but you might as well put it out there and lay it on the table cause you aint fooling no one but yourself. So after I prayed that, I was relieved and commenced to gettin' my praise on.

So it comes to the time where our pastor is speaking and I notice that this guy keeps looking over and I was like "I know he isn't looking over here. I'm trippin'." For a split second I thought that as gorgeous as this guy is, I must have been imagining things. And then I thought about it: Heck yeah he's lookin'! I mean why not? Now before I sound like I am conceited, trust me that is not the case. Ladies, take it from someone that used to (praise God for the victory) struggle BIG time with self image. When I finally got the knowledge that God made me specifically how He wanted me to be and that no one else could do a better job than being me but me, there was no competition. The world needs you to be YOU. Can't nobody beat you at that! You are the most beautiful you around. Take care of yourself and love yourself. Where was I...So I thought about how I have been meditating on the 10 Commandments lately, particularly the verse about not having any idols before God. Was it possible that I have made my love for the opposite sex an idol in my life? Not sure but I didn't even want it to be a possibility so I sat up turned my body away from him and put my hand up next to my face and blocked him out completely. Sound extreme? Probably. But I'll try my best to do whatever it takes to make sure that nothing comes between me honoring God. He deserves my utmost attention. Because Renee knows me so well, she knew exactly why my posture changed so quickly. You gotta do what ya gotta do.

So later I was in the car and I was telling Renee what I thought and I said"I swore he kept looking over but, nah." Then she was like "Umm, well..." I said "Well what?" She said"Oh my gosh Toya it was sooooooo obvious. Had we not been in church and at a party, I would have told him to stop looking at you and go talk to you." I was TOO happy. Then I was like, hold up. I was in the bookstore looking for something after church and then all of the sudden he was right next to me. We were both looking at CD's not saying a word. Not one word. Grant it, you don't try to get the hookup while the preacher is preaching but we were in the bookstore and he was pretty much following me. Not one word was said.

When did guys get so daggone shy? I don't ever remember it being this bad. *sigh*

Wednesday, February 4, 2004

An Oreo is a Cookie - Tia


I don’t like offending people. Sometimes, I should definitely think a little longer before I let things come pouring from my mouth. But I’m usually not out to piss people off with my mouth. So please know that what I’m about to expound on is not meant as a slight to any of our readers. If anything my commentary is meant to uplift and empower.

White girl, Oreo, Wanna-be, Sell-out. Those were some of the words that littered my adolescence and teen years. It’s funny how something that happened so long ago can still stick with you. I remember in the ninth grade I was sitting with my white friend Deanna talking about the naughty thing she had cut school to do with her boy friend when one of the blacks girls in my English class walked over to talk poo. AGAIN. Now this particular group of girls was always giving me a hard time. My mom said they were just jealous. Not to sound conceited but they probably were. I was tall, athletic and new to the school. I was fresh meat to the boys and not checkin’ for any of them, which made me all the more appealing to the males and a bigger target of hatred for the girls. But when you’re 14, you don’t see it as jealousy. You just see it as mean girls giving you crap all of the time. Anyway, the girl walks over and asked me, “Do you think you’re white?” I looked her dead in her eye and said, “I will whoop your a** and show you how black I am.” I didn’t hear too much from them after that.

The whole situation was a prototype for many that would follow. If you are anything like me, and you probably are if you’re reading, you’ve got your own stories to tell. You probably spent your life trying to “defend” your blackness to everyone. And after a while you probably just gave up. Here’s the thing, not arguing is one thing succumbing is another. Oreo is not a term of endearment. It’s a euphemism. But I’m noticing a lot of people coming around our way using the term. And it’s really starting to bother/concern me. I am BLACK. I will forever be BLACK. I am a BLACK WOMAN. Yes, I enjoy most things rock (songs, stars, boys.) Yes, I enjoy skaters, skully caps and anything Tony Hawk endorses. Yes, I enjoy the company of white guys from time to time. But I also could never live without my sistahs and brothas. I couldn’t imagine not having the heritage that I have. I wouldn’t choose to be anything but who I am: A black woman. Just because I don’t do the stereotypical doesn’t mean that my black card is revoked. The same goes for everyone last one of our black girl readers. You are not WHITE on the inside. You are black through and through. Before the foundations of the world, GOD decided that you would be black.

Before I formed you in the womb I knew you
Jeremiah 1:5


You are not any less black because you prefer Maroon 5 to 50 Cent. The greatest thing about being human is free will. You are free to be whomever you want. If you want to be a rocker chick you can. If you want to be bourgeois you can. No one walking this earth has the right to define you. But you can never forget where you came from. The freedom to be who we are was a hard fought battle by people with hues like ours. Discounting that spits in the face of everything that we are and everything they were.

We’ve all heard it at one time or another. One of our well meaning but misguided white friends will say, “Oh Tia, you’re whiter than me.” Where is it written that black means baggy clothes, bad grammar and vernacular, and obscenely loud rap music? Apparently, I was absent the day the “How To Be Black” handbook was handed out. I know this may sound harsh but white does not mean right. But neither does black, Asian or Hispanic. Just because I don’t conform to the image of what the media has perpetuated as the “black woman”, gum popping, bad attitude, finger wavering, neck moving, it doesn’t mean that I’m not proud of my blackness. Neither does my non-conformist stance give anyone the right to try to measure me against some fictitious scale of “black.” In the immortal words of DMX, “Baby, I am who I am, I’m goin’ be who I be.” I’m going to be a black woman until the day I die. And regardless of the naysayers, so will you. Let the other people do what they do while you do you. I will say it loud, I’m black and I’m proud.

Now I must get back to listening to Fefe Dobson.

Be, be yourself
Don’t let the losers tell you what to do
Be no one else
‘Cause if you don’t then who is going to?

Kevin Max – Be


Monday, February 2, 2004



Oh, I'm A Dead Man

Designer Khakis:$200
Leather Jacket:$1500
The look on Justin's face: Priceless


He is in SO much trouble.

For those of you that missed it, tonight's Super Bowl Half Time show was one for the books. The MTV produced and overly hyped half time show consisted of way too many performers first of all. Janet Jackson is an icon. She doesn't need 4 other performers and two marching bands on stage with her. Nonetheless, the show included Kid Rock (Bob as we unaffectionately call him around these parts), P Diddy (who finds his way into EVERY thing) Nelly and Justin Timberlake who we guess was supposed to be the surprise guest. And surprise us all he did...

Justin was already feeling himself a little too much while on stage with Janet as he smacked her booty and sang his best song Michael Jackson never did, "Rock Your Body". The two of them played pretty well off of each other but as we now know it's all fun and games until someone's booby pops out. At first glance it appears that it was planned. After all, the much unfortunate incident occured right after JT sang "Bet I'll have you naked by the end of this song." If done on purpose, it was timed perfectly. However we are talking about Janet Jackson here. We've been down with Janet since she was singing Young Love and was Willis' girlfriend Charlene on Different Strokes. Although freaky, Janet is still somewhat shy. Janet has always been careful to show some but not all. Remember the infamous Rolling Stone cover with Rene's hands covering her breast? Due to what we have come to expect from Janet in the past, we don't believe that she would purposely do something like this to push up sales for her next album. With all that said, what in the world was supposed to happen?

If you look in the young'n Timberlake's hand, there appears to be 2 pieces of fabric. Our guess is he was supposed to just rip off the leather piece of the corsette but got caught up in the moment and pulled a bit too hard. Upon watching this in slow mo (we had to), the look that comes across Janet's face as she realizes it has all of the sudden become a bit "nipply" outside is one of sheer horror.

If anyone was wondering, the thing that was on her breast was NOT a tassle as we also thought that it was. This is what first made us question whether this was planned or not. As aforementioned, Janet is a little freaky and has numerous body piercings. The one on the breast that was exposed is one in the shape of a sun. We looked on an underground music industry message board that had a picture of it that was so closeup that even though we have girly parts ourselves, we couldn't even recognize what the heck they were showing. Although it gave us WAY too much information, it put to rest any doubts we had about this not being staged. But no it is not a tassle and no we are not putting the link on this site because we already have way too many people on this site looking for porn as it is.

Here are some official statements from some of the players involved:

CBS Statement on Janet Jackson "CBS deeply regrets the incident that occured during the Super Bowl halftime show. We attended all rehearsals throughout the week and there was no indication that any such thing would happen. The moment did not conform to CBS broadcast standards and we would like to apologize to anyone who was offended."

Joe Browne, NFL executive vice president "We were extremely disappointed by elements of the MTV-produced halftime show. They were totally inconsistent with assurances our office was given about the content of the show. It's unlikely that MTV will produce another Super Bowl halftime.''


And lastly, Justin Timberlake's statement
"I am sorry that anyone was offended by the wardrobe malfunction during the halftime performance of the Super Bowl. It was not intentional and is regrettable."

Justin, Justin, Justin. Oh you nasty boy...