James Roland: Aspiring Gospel Artist

Anyone who devotes a discernible amount of their talent to this underpaying genre is almost sure to get a listen from me, out of moral support. I just happened to come across James Roland, a self-starter in the biz, and gave a quick listen. The basic track is appealing, even if it is a little crowded with overly familiar R&B sounds. I could do without the high-register swoop, and think the lyrics are a bit of a hurried mouthful at times, but it’s worth a quick listen.

Here is a sample:

I’m not a singer by any means, a gospel concert or a concept album producer—although sometimes I wonder if it is not a missed destiny. But there is no other genre like gospel, in my opinion. It was born in houses of worship, created with the divine purpose of winning souls and soothing hearts. Musicians are the heroes of any Black church, and anyone with a decent amount of musical talent can learn a lot from joining the music ministry. First of all, the musical instruments are just there, paid for by the church’s collection. Think about all of the hours that organists, pianists, guitarists and other band members devote to working out perfect chords to accompany the singers. Imagine the drilling and practicing that the choir and lead singers subject themselves to in order to develop their individual pitch, and polish their ability to harmonize with others.

From humble urban storefronts to modern sprawling campuses, if a church has a band, you can almost be sure to be in for a musical treat on a Sunday morning. Gospel, with its driving base, soulful organ, especially on a Hammond, and power vocalists, is indispensable to Black congregations through out American history.

Gospel singers do not achieve the level of fame and wealth as secular musicians, because the market is a smaller one. We’re not exactly talking about a form of music that glamorizes materialism, substance abuse misogyny or violence, so of course it’s hard to make a living just off of making gospel music! Go figure. Although this is a tamer sleepier genre, at least its fingerprints—without the aforementioned dysfunctions—are all over a host of majorly influential genres.


Ummm … Halle?

Juste le regardez! Il se vante, n'est-ce pas?

French guys have a lot to brag about right now. First “The Artist” swoops into Hollywood and almost pillages the Oscars, in true victor fashion. Big ups to Mr. Dujardin (ooh la la) who won for best actor.

Now another Frenchman, Olivier Martinez, is about to carry off another Hollywood prize, our dear Ms. Halle Berry. Access Hollywood and other entertainment news outlets are reporting that Martinez confirmed their engagement last weekend. Apparently, he asked for her hand offering a true one-of-a-kind emerald and diamond sparkler, designed by master ring maker Robert Mazlo. The stone was dug out from a remote location, the setting is unique and the band is apparently engraved with all sorts of symbols personalized just for her. Based on the descriptions of the ring I’m reading, she’ll need a bodyguard just for her left hand!

Yes, yes, we are all aware that this would be a third marriage for Halle Berry, 45. It is a first for Martinez, 46. It is also her fourth serious long-term relationship with a high-profile man, and there’s that child custody issue going on with Gabriel Aubry. Despite all of that, I do wish Ms. Berry well, because I usually enjoy her movies and magazine interviews. Plus, everyone deserves contentment in their romantic relationships, especially when they seem to be such devoted parents, like her. Despite the fact that we don’t know this cat, Halle Berry has repeatedly said in interviews that whoever comes into her life long term must be good for her daughter.

So ignore all the catty comments that are sure to come cackling out of covens round the country. Technically, it’s none of our business and we should all be doing something more productive with our lives, anyway. Those of us with a passing interest in the personal lives of A-list celebrities should simply hope that Ms. Berry has at last found a lasting love.

These Two Are Absolutely Adorable

Gentle readers, I normally get incensed whenever I hear about a man beating a woman’s face. This morning, though, I got bored/sleepy on the train ride into the city, so I ended up trolling YouTube until I came across this video.

They are very entertaining and too cute, don’t you think? He’s there, bungling the whole process and globbing the powders and coloring—colouring!!!—onto her face. She’s bearing with him, trying not to wriggle and giggle throughout the whole process. I had to laugh when he started brushing on the gold eye shadow and blew onto her face to get the excess off! Even if the final result was not desirable, you want to just reach out and squeeze them both in a big hug, don’t you?!

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