This, for many, is a trending topic. When I was in high school, I found out that, me being black, I was considered a minority. There was nothing wrong with this, at all. In fact, I liked it. I like meeting new people and welcoming new ethnicities as friends. I enjoy it more now that I'm more open minded and in tune with my own intellect. More importantly, it was the way I was raised...
When I was 8, my Mother married a caucasian man and it changed my life forever. I was no longer going to live in the ghetto, for one. I no longer had a real reason to get in trouble for no reason, if you will. It began to make sense to me that it was okay to befriend, date, and even marry interracially. I am so grateful and blessed to have had my eyes open to this at such an early age. Okay, shall I stop rambling about my story? Yes. To my preferences now...
Black women. You are all beautiful. If you haven't noticed, black women or black folks in general tend to have the whitest smiles. The next time you're out and about, look at your chocolate neighbor, right in the mouth and watch their smile shine. Besides that. I, personally, can only befriend the black women. No, I'm not racist at all. My Mother was the most beautiful women in the world, in my eyes. One thing you must know and understand about me is that I look up to my Mother. She once said to me, "Dating/Marrying a person of the same race gets boring." I believe that whole heartedly. I like odd things. I love spontaneity. For example, I marry a girl that is far from my ethnicity. We make love and have kids. Our child comes out with light brown curly hair and gorgeous hazel eyes. With this child's mouth closed, there will be no resemblance of he/she being my child. But let the child smile. The smile of that child will be just like mine. That is the beauty of interracial love. If one is able to notice the most delicate things on a child that relates to the Father, I am at peace. Black women, please do not take it personal (I know some of you are sitting, reading this, mouth dropped). It only means that I am different. Good or bad; that's for you to judge. I still love you and I'm grateful for you. Thank you for being sisters to me...
White women. You are all beautiful too. Where do I start? As you know, from the paragraphs above, my Step-Father is white. I love him to death. He has taught me how to be polite and how to use my manners. All in all, I now know that there is a time and a place for everything because of that man. With that said, I have befriended you, I have dated you, and I'd marry you. There are tons more great things to say about you all, but, I must confess; there are just enough bad things to say. I start with your attitude. Some of your have your heads up your ass. You're too snobby and dramatic. I dislike that very much. If you could just be grateful and know that you are taken care of, I would not be saying this. It needs to change. Now, not all of you are like this. Don't sit and read this and think of a way to retaliate. Onto the greater things about you all. The majority of you love the beach. I am a lover of the beach as well. It is such a natural playground and a beautiful place. Many of my songs were thought of/written on the beach, believe it or not. Beyond that, most of you have great taste in music. If I were to say "Hendrix at Woodstock" you would know where to find the best quality video for that saying. Music is my life, by the way. To conclude, I do believe that it is the white women that shall give me my oddly beautiful children. If you all didn't know, I'm getting ready to be an older brother in January. My sister is on her way and her name will be Lillian Avery Jones. My biological Father made love to a white women. Damn; if I didn't know any better, I would say its in the blood. Need I say more?
I posted a status to my websites saying that I would blog about this. A young lady commented on it saying, "What about hispanics?" and so I told her I was colored blind. It's true. If we really want to get down to things, I would date hispanics. But that is not the point of this blog posts. I wrote this to get the whole, "Black or White" conversation off of my shoulders and out of my hands. I remember in high school, there were black girls that would call me a sell out because white girls liked me and I would always be surrounded by them. I took it as pure jealousy. Of course, they couldn't admit it, but there is no other word for it. So this is just to set the record straight; I am not at all racist. Just different and easily entertained and inspired. I do get bored easily. My imagination won't let me sit in one place for a long period of time. With that said, my imagination is the reason for me striving for odd beauty. Don't hate. We're all different. Some more than others. This is who I am...
I'd like to thank my Mother for marrying the most amazing man in the world and giving me a Step-Father that I can count on. I'd also like to thank my Step-Father for creating an important part of my imagination; the odd side of beauty...
Friday, August 6, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
We are Light and Love
At this time, I ask that the reader would take a moment silence for the life of Kelly McConnell and his family. Kelly passed away this morning after he and his family were hit by a drunk driver. He was a friend to me and a best friend to many others. I; We; All of us will miss you Kelly. It's devastating the way you left, but at the same time it is a sign; a sign saying that life is nothing more than a moment and it can not be taken for granted. If so, no wish shall be granted to us. I do believe you're watching over your friends now, including me as I sit in my room and write to you. I knew you enough to call you friend, and that means life to me. Your family is constantly on our minds and hearts. Thank you for being you...
On a happier and higher note; last night, I got to witness utter greatness. Carlos Santana and his amazing band played at The Ford Amphitheater in Tampa, Florida and I had a free ticket. With great seats, I was among the thousands that were blown away by way of his guitar and simply how tight his band was. They literally did not miss a beat. I kept thinking to myself; everyone messes up at least ONCE. Nope. Not Santana. And if he did, he played it off damn good...
There were moments in the show where he began talking to the crowd, uttering words that weren't very clear. You or the audience rather, had to listen and pay attention to the topic of his words. It seemed that he was getting really deep into the political side of conversations and he began talking about Obama. I grabbed my iPhone and went to the voice recorder to get some of his speech. From what, I received, he said, "Just one thing.. Remember this. You are made with light and love, only. This is who you are. This is who I am. Everything else is incidental or an illusion. With light and love, you can have quality of tangible peace of mind. Who are you? Light and love. Who are you? Light and love. Who are you? Light and love. That's right."
He later went on to talk about what we need to heal ourselves. He stated something along the lines that light and love is the only healing for this planet. Amazing...
I do believe that love is the only healing on this earth. For it is all we need. Loving one another. Having unconditional love for our surroundings and the simple things is beyond contagious, in fact it is the positive disease. Imagine that? I'm beyond grateful to have received a free ticket from the Kelly family and to have been given the opportunity to see greatness....
Again, I would like to reach out to Kelly McConnell's family. I'm praying for you, all. In short words, Kelly McConnell, YOU are light and love. Rest in peace friend and brother...
'Til next time my brain decides to come up with craziness and questions that have run-on sentences for answers, what do you believe creates greatness and what exactly are we in the ways of healers? I believe in light and love. It is who we are. WE ARE LIGHT AND LOVE...
On a happier and higher note; last night, I got to witness utter greatness. Carlos Santana and his amazing band played at The Ford Amphitheater in Tampa, Florida and I had a free ticket. With great seats, I was among the thousands that were blown away by way of his guitar and simply how tight his band was. They literally did not miss a beat. I kept thinking to myself; everyone messes up at least ONCE. Nope. Not Santana. And if he did, he played it off damn good...
There were moments in the show where he began talking to the crowd, uttering words that weren't very clear. You or the audience rather, had to listen and pay attention to the topic of his words. It seemed that he was getting really deep into the political side of conversations and he began talking about Obama. I grabbed my iPhone and went to the voice recorder to get some of his speech. From what, I received, he said, "Just one thing.. Remember this. You are made with light and love, only. This is who you are. This is who I am. Everything else is incidental or an illusion. With light and love, you can have quality of tangible peace of mind. Who are you? Light and love. Who are you? Light and love. Who are you? Light and love. That's right."
He later went on to talk about what we need to heal ourselves. He stated something along the lines that light and love is the only healing for this planet. Amazing...
I do believe that love is the only healing on this earth. For it is all we need. Loving one another. Having unconditional love for our surroundings and the simple things is beyond contagious, in fact it is the positive disease. Imagine that? I'm beyond grateful to have received a free ticket from the Kelly family and to have been given the opportunity to see greatness....
Again, I would like to reach out to Kelly McConnell's family. I'm praying for you, all. In short words, Kelly McConnell, YOU are light and love. Rest in peace friend and brother...
'Til next time my brain decides to come up with craziness and questions that have run-on sentences for answers, what do you believe creates greatness and what exactly are we in the ways of healers? I believe in light and love. It is who we are. WE ARE LIGHT AND LOVE...
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Once We Hit The Top
What can you say about your everyday thoughts? Do they keep you high or low; on your heels or toes? It's interesting, indeed, to figure that we think of a trillion things from sunrise to sun-down, yet we can only recall a few of the thoughts that were thunk. No, this is no poem nor riddle. But it is, though, a piece of inspiration from the movie of the year, "Inception." What a work of art. To think that it took that director ten years to write the entire script in full just blows my mind. What is even more appealing is the fact that that same director, directed "Dark Knight," the oh so famous Batman movie. I'd like to know what he was thinking in the process of creating... Greatness.
Okay, yes, again I'm in the back of a car. This time, I'm actually typing. I made the smart decision to take along my Mac just in case boredom becomes my best friend. No, I'm not bored. Just easily inspired. Funny the way that works. Inspiration can come from anywhere. In fact, just today, I was told that I am pissing some folks off by tagging them to notes, post, and videos on Facebook. All I could say was that I was sincerely sorry for "wasting" this person time, space, and energy. Between me and the reader, I think he was being a douche bag just in the more polite way. No curse words at all, but he did say I was pissing him off. All he simply had to do was delete me as a friend and I would've gotten the message. After all, we are only friends in the virtual world. By the way, this person is a "famous" musician in California who tours with Jason Mraz and a few other big names. I wonder if he even watched the video I posted onto his wall. I think he did and got jealous...
Anyway, my band and I are doing swell things on the east coast. We have made a local bar our home now and it feels nice to be developing an even bigger fan base from our own community. The Red Lion Pub in Winter Park has truly given us a great opportunity to play for new faces, and guess what? It's FREE. We've been getting tipped, and tipped well and it's nice to see that they're are still supporters in the elderly community. For awhile, it seemed as if the youth had been frowned upon because it seems that the etiquette is deteriorating generation by generation. I personally would like to thank the grandificent folks from The Red Lion Pub. High fives, hugs, kisses, and hip bumps to you all....
I've always been a writer, no matter how much it is. I like writing simple things or things that deserve a huge explanation. On all of my social networks, I like to update my friends on what I'm doing. Twitter has me balanced and limited because of its 140 word limit. So I keep it short and sweet. How's this?
You can't beat the simple man because a simple man is simply the best. Believe that. And simply, here are our official show listings for the month of August:
WE ARE PLAYING A FREE SHOW EVERY TUESDAY AT THE RED LION PUB!
August 11th @ 57 West, Downtown Orlando, FL (pending)
August 20th @ Little Fish Huge Pond, Sanford, FL (FREE)
August 25th @ The Social, Downtown Orlando, FL
More info for these show listings coming soon!
The opportunities keep coming and thats how we like it. Our last show at The Red Lion Pub, a talent agent was in the crowd and was blown away. He is now so intrigued by us that he's coming back next tuesday and bringing more folks. It was nice to see that he also took video footage on his phone. I think what struck him the most was the fact that we are all only 19. I turn 20 on September 18th and I now know what I want for my birthday. Other than a girlfriend, I want this talent agent to work some magic and make the music scene a full time job for me and my band so that we may all earn our own living. I think that's pretty good for a wish list. I can also pray about it and ask the good Lord to take us to the top of every highest mountain and let our music be heard across the world. It's safe to say that there's no stopping us, ONCE WE HIT THE TOP...
Okay, yes, again I'm in the back of a car. This time, I'm actually typing. I made the smart decision to take along my Mac just in case boredom becomes my best friend. No, I'm not bored. Just easily inspired. Funny the way that works. Inspiration can come from anywhere. In fact, just today, I was told that I am pissing some folks off by tagging them to notes, post, and videos on Facebook. All I could say was that I was sincerely sorry for "wasting" this person time, space, and energy. Between me and the reader, I think he was being a douche bag just in the more polite way. No curse words at all, but he did say I was pissing him off. All he simply had to do was delete me as a friend and I would've gotten the message. After all, we are only friends in the virtual world. By the way, this person is a "famous" musician in California who tours with Jason Mraz and a few other big names. I wonder if he even watched the video I posted onto his wall. I think he did and got jealous...
Anyway, my band and I are doing swell things on the east coast. We have made a local bar our home now and it feels nice to be developing an even bigger fan base from our own community. The Red Lion Pub in Winter Park has truly given us a great opportunity to play for new faces, and guess what? It's FREE. We've been getting tipped, and tipped well and it's nice to see that they're are still supporters in the elderly community. For awhile, it seemed as if the youth had been frowned upon because it seems that the etiquette is deteriorating generation by generation. I personally would like to thank the grandificent folks from The Red Lion Pub. High fives, hugs, kisses, and hip bumps to you all....
I've always been a writer, no matter how much it is. I like writing simple things or things that deserve a huge explanation. On all of my social networks, I like to update my friends on what I'm doing. Twitter has me balanced and limited because of its 140 word limit. So I keep it short and sweet. How's this?
You can't beat the simple man because a simple man is simply the best. Believe that. And simply, here are our official show listings for the month of August:
WE ARE PLAYING A FREE SHOW EVERY TUESDAY AT THE RED LION PUB!
August 11th @ 57 West, Downtown Orlando, FL (pending)
August 20th @ Little Fish Huge Pond, Sanford, FL (FREE)
August 25th @ The Social, Downtown Orlando, FL
More info for these show listings coming soon!
The opportunities keep coming and thats how we like it. Our last show at The Red Lion Pub, a talent agent was in the crowd and was blown away. He is now so intrigued by us that he's coming back next tuesday and bringing more folks. It was nice to see that he also took video footage on his phone. I think what struck him the most was the fact that we are all only 19. I turn 20 on September 18th and I now know what I want for my birthday. Other than a girlfriend, I want this talent agent to work some magic and make the music scene a full time job for me and my band so that we may all earn our own living. I think that's pretty good for a wish list. I can also pray about it and ask the good Lord to take us to the top of every highest mountain and let our music be heard across the world. It's safe to say that there's no stopping us, ONCE WE HIT THE TOP...
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
What's Your Flavor?
Sitting in the back of my good friend's Jeep on the way to the beach, I noticed that there were hundreds of different songs that he had been skipping through from his playlist. Genre after genre, it occurred to me that the way to categorize a song nowadays is simple. Think of flavors. Flavors are of color and taste, right? Music is identical, where as the color is the crowd that the music appeals to. The taste is, indeed, the way the tunes make the audience feel. Could be dar, inspired, high, or happy. Whatever it may be, know that music has flavor...
I would say that my flavor is rather eclectic, seeing that I like all types of music. There is no exact genre for the music that I sing and that my band plays alongside me. Last I heard, someone called it, "Island Funk/Acoustic/Soul." I guess that works. Nothing wrong with a handful of flavors. As long as there is enough to satisfy everyone who listens; the fans!
Speaking of the wonderful fans of me and my band; we would, now, like to update you on some new shows coming up in August!
August 7th at The Central Station from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. ALL AGES WELCOME
August 20th at Little Fish Huge Pond from 8 p.m. to 12 a.m. 18+ Welcome
August 25 at The Social from 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. 18+ Welcome
We will have pre-sale tickets available for all of the shows listed above! More info coming soon!
Nothing like writing in a hot car. I'm sweating and can't wait to get to the water and surf it up. 'Til next time, WHAT'S YOUR FLAVOR?
I would say that my flavor is rather eclectic, seeing that I like all types of music. There is no exact genre for the music that I sing and that my band plays alongside me. Last I heard, someone called it, "Island Funk/Acoustic/Soul." I guess that works. Nothing wrong with a handful of flavors. As long as there is enough to satisfy everyone who listens; the fans!
Speaking of the wonderful fans of me and my band; we would, now, like to update you on some new shows coming up in August!
August 7th at The Central Station from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. ALL AGES WELCOME
August 20th at Little Fish Huge Pond from 8 p.m. to 12 a.m. 18+ Welcome
August 25 at The Social from 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. 18+ Welcome
We will have pre-sale tickets available for all of the shows listed above! More info coming soon!
Nothing like writing in a hot car. I'm sweating and can't wait to get to the water and surf it up. 'Til next time, WHAT'S YOUR FLAVOR?
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Be Grateful For Your Mother
It's been 6 whole years since the only angel in my life passed on and into heaven. I'm sure she's with the best of the best, high-fiving folks in the likes of Martin Luther King Jr and Rosa Parks. Praying, I hope she can work some magic with Luther Vandross and have him send his record company my way. But seriously, I miss you Mom, so much. I am taken and grateful for your love. It is not every day that I think of you. No. It is every moment of the day. Thank you for being the best guardian angel an earthly human son could have...
Last night, I set out to compose a video in honor of my Mother. Before I get too heavy, I will have you, the reader, to know that I won't write too long this time. I don't want to be the barrier of tears and sad thoughts. Anywhom; the video, for me, kills two birds with one stone in that it honors her and promotes for the ROCK THE MARROW campaign/show that we (my band and I) are playing on July 17th...
What are you doing to help the cancer society? You have no clue. Well, on the 17th of this month, bring your most giving friends and family members to Calvary Assembly in Winter Park, Florida, to help me, my band, and many other artist, Rock The Marrow. Give blood. Donate your time and a few dollars to this amazing leukemia organization. You will be blessed with great music in return...
To touch more on the only women in my life; Mom I love you and I honestly thought that I wouldn't be able to survive without your love. But I'm still alive, and with ever chance I get, I never hesitate to feel your touch. Thank you for being you and having the strength to raise a crazy kid like me. Look at me now. Do I make you proud? Am I doing all that you wish? I live for you. I love for you. With all that I am accomplishing, I have not forgotten your wants for grandchildren. I promise to bring a nice girl home soon, and not just to have her pet the dog, but to marry her. If you could only see what I'm doing while physically holding my hand...
Dave is doing well. He misses you dearly. I am so grateful for him and thank you, Mom, for marrying the most amazing Father in the world. One day, this music thing will make me lots of money and I'll take care of Dave, no problem. Until then, I live for your inspiration and I will not let the music stop...
I visited you for the first time today. It was the hardest thing I have ever done. I cried. My tears hit the soil around you. Maybe my tears will help beautiful violets grow. After all, they were your favorite. Rest in peace Mom. Life on earth ends, but love is endless everywhere the spirit goes. I'll see you in heaven. Tell God I said I'm going to change the world...
Friends, BE GRATEFUL FOR YOUR MOTHER...
Here is the video from this blog post. For better quality, you may also view it here: http://www.youtube.com/user/Evan3Jones#p/a/u/0/7YK7MpdWLYE
Last night, I set out to compose a video in honor of my Mother. Before I get too heavy, I will have you, the reader, to know that I won't write too long this time. I don't want to be the barrier of tears and sad thoughts. Anywhom; the video, for me, kills two birds with one stone in that it honors her and promotes for the ROCK THE MARROW campaign/show that we (my band and I) are playing on July 17th...
What are you doing to help the cancer society? You have no clue. Well, on the 17th of this month, bring your most giving friends and family members to Calvary Assembly in Winter Park, Florida, to help me, my band, and many other artist, Rock The Marrow. Give blood. Donate your time and a few dollars to this amazing leukemia organization. You will be blessed with great music in return...
To touch more on the only women in my life; Mom I love you and I honestly thought that I wouldn't be able to survive without your love. But I'm still alive, and with ever chance I get, I never hesitate to feel your touch. Thank you for being you and having the strength to raise a crazy kid like me. Look at me now. Do I make you proud? Am I doing all that you wish? I live for you. I love for you. With all that I am accomplishing, I have not forgotten your wants for grandchildren. I promise to bring a nice girl home soon, and not just to have her pet the dog, but to marry her. If you could only see what I'm doing while physically holding my hand...
Dave is doing well. He misses you dearly. I am so grateful for him and thank you, Mom, for marrying the most amazing Father in the world. One day, this music thing will make me lots of money and I'll take care of Dave, no problem. Until then, I live for your inspiration and I will not let the music stop...
I visited you for the first time today. It was the hardest thing I have ever done. I cried. My tears hit the soil around you. Maybe my tears will help beautiful violets grow. After all, they were your favorite. Rest in peace Mom. Life on earth ends, but love is endless everywhere the spirit goes. I'll see you in heaven. Tell God I said I'm going to change the world...
Friends, BE GRATEFUL FOR YOUR MOTHER...
Here is the video from this blog post. For better quality, you may also view it here: http://www.youtube.com/user/Evan3Jones#p/a/u/0/7YK7MpdWLYE
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Be Sent
This month of me is nearly over. I'm going to miss it, yet it's never gone nor ending. From it, I've learned that even in my every day music schedule, that I can still have some free me time. Like right now. Last night I got to witness over 60 of my closest friends wish upon my opinion and what I thought of them in a positive way. Let me tell you; I love you all and I enjoyed every second of it. Truly and deeply, I am grateful for your presence in my life. So it seems, facebook has something more positive then simple communication. One can actually make love to another by way of a few sentences. Sweet...
Before anything, I am blessed. Blessed to be alive. Blessed to love. Blessed to be loved. Blessed to remain inspired. Blessed to sing with the birds and wake up to the gorgeous sunlight. Try this; one morning when you awake, say to the sun, "You are hot!" See if it doesn't repay you with a beautiful rest of the day. I am a witness. On a note more socially based, could you imagine being homeless? We all say no, I'm sure. I personally could not imagine living in the street and without my home. From the ground up, my Mother and Step-Father built a loving foundation that I am so thankful for. They raised three stubborn children and continued to provide for us. I say to them, "Thank you both, Ma and Pop. I love you. There is no me without you nor is there a roof over my head." My point in this is to say that I would rather have cancer than be homeless. If God gave me cancer, I would not be afraid nor shaken. I would simply continue living life as if it were my last. I would not wish to be hospitalized nor catered to. I would continue making music until my voice was deactivated by the harm of the disease. I would continue to praise God and give thanks for the next day; Just as my Mother did and would want me too. With cancer, you begin to see just how important you are. People latch onto you like velcro to cotton. When my Mother was diagnosed, it had become evident to me that the world as a whole, loved her all the way to her death. If she were homeless, I am not sure if the outcome would've been the same simply because when folks are homeless, societies first assumption is that they, the homeless, are at the fault of their own misfortune...
My past two Sunday evenings and nights were spent at the beautiful Northland Church service. I got to listen to a very powerful speaker in Mr. Vernon Rainwater. He spoke directly to me, almost as if no one else was there. When I closed my eyes to pray, that was where my imagination took me; just me, him, and the good Lord. After one of the services, I got to do some great community work with the BE SENT organization. I helped fill toiletry bags that would later be dished out to the homeless. Before I could even begin helping, I was given a super cool organic t-shirt with the organizations logo on it. I just might give it to a homeless person. I have plenty and I'm sure someone with little to none wouldn't mind one or another...
Moral of the message; help in anyway that you can. When you think you've done enough, you can do so much more. We can all make so much more of our opportunities. Friends; BE SENT...
Before anything, I am blessed. Blessed to be alive. Blessed to love. Blessed to be loved. Blessed to remain inspired. Blessed to sing with the birds and wake up to the gorgeous sunlight. Try this; one morning when you awake, say to the sun, "You are hot!" See if it doesn't repay you with a beautiful rest of the day. I am a witness. On a note more socially based, could you imagine being homeless? We all say no, I'm sure. I personally could not imagine living in the street and without my home. From the ground up, my Mother and Step-Father built a loving foundation that I am so thankful for. They raised three stubborn children and continued to provide for us. I say to them, "Thank you both, Ma and Pop. I love you. There is no me without you nor is there a roof over my head." My point in this is to say that I would rather have cancer than be homeless. If God gave me cancer, I would not be afraid nor shaken. I would simply continue living life as if it were my last. I would not wish to be hospitalized nor catered to. I would continue making music until my voice was deactivated by the harm of the disease. I would continue to praise God and give thanks for the next day; Just as my Mother did and would want me too. With cancer, you begin to see just how important you are. People latch onto you like velcro to cotton. When my Mother was diagnosed, it had become evident to me that the world as a whole, loved her all the way to her death. If she were homeless, I am not sure if the outcome would've been the same simply because when folks are homeless, societies first assumption is that they, the homeless, are at the fault of their own misfortune...
My past two Sunday evenings and nights were spent at the beautiful Northland Church service. I got to listen to a very powerful speaker in Mr. Vernon Rainwater. He spoke directly to me, almost as if no one else was there. When I closed my eyes to pray, that was where my imagination took me; just me, him, and the good Lord. After one of the services, I got to do some great community work with the BE SENT organization. I helped fill toiletry bags that would later be dished out to the homeless. Before I could even begin helping, I was given a super cool organic t-shirt with the organizations logo on it. I just might give it to a homeless person. I have plenty and I'm sure someone with little to none wouldn't mind one or another...
Moral of the message; help in anyway that you can. When you think you've done enough, you can do so much more. We can all make so much more of our opportunities. Friends; BE SENT...
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