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My feet hurt from dancing and my cheeks hurt from smiling!

Thank you to everyone who came out to the show at The Virgil! It was a packed house- filled with love and the Soft Glow of Electric Sex! The band elevated and the audience was captivated. I felt beyond blessed to share such an intimate and powerful musical night with you! A beautiful beginning of the next chapter….

photos and videos coming soon!


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Please check out my feature on Galeria Alternativa! It’s all about the inspiration behind the next project “THE SOFT GLOW OF ELECTRIC SEX…” Besos!


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everything that’s good within me comes from my mother

i remember when my parents first got divorced, to survive my mother worked 4 jobs: the standard 9-5 at Westinghouse, she sold nu-skin, did real estate on the weekends and at night, and sang in a cover band for a little extra cash. she’s the kind of person that if you compliment something of hers she’ll offer to give it to you. she will seriously give you the last dollar in her pocket. if i ever needed anything, she’d find a means to make it happen. her generosity knows no bounds… it’s quite amazing how thoughtful, kind, open and giving she is especially considering what she’s been through.

my mother endured physical and verbal abuse, and multiple infidelities by my father… i remember the cops coming to my house a few times during my childhood… things got ugly and dark and violent… yet she somehow always radiated such a loving energy and light. not that she’s perfect, as no one is perfect. i think sometimes she almost loved my father too much or perhaps herself not enough with how she held onto the relationship… but she IS this beautiful force. an example of strength and love. my mother taught me to see the best in people.  even the good in my father-his brilliance, his creativity, his work ethic, his talent and humor. she helped me to find the love, light, and lessons in the complexities of life.

sometimes she would help me find the lesson with a beating… yes i got hit with belts, a phone, or whatever else was in my mom’s hand when she was upset and rightfully so (i was a little bad ass child- in middle school especially)… the summer after 6th grade i started smoking and stole cigarettes from the market… after my mom discovered this, i remember her making me go the manager and admit through tears my crime and return the open package of cigarettes… pretty soon after i stopped smoking… i also recall her finding out i was staying at a boyfriend’s house when i said i was somewhere else and her pulling me out of his house by my hair and driving down the street at 90 mph on the way home, beyond livid… perhaps physical violence wasn’t the BEST way to handle these situations but i appreciate my mother being so tough with me. she didn’t play around when it came to me acting right. no matter what happened she always expressed so much love for me, always… with what i witnessed as a child i could’ve turned out very differently. instead of  getting into serious trouble, i flipped the script and became a straight A student and super involved in school… i don’t know if that would’ve happened if my mother didn’t love me as much as she did.

other wonderful things about her…she has great manners which she also inspired in me. we are grateful and express it often. she truly appreciates nature in way that i’m just starting to… she calls me everytime she sees a deer in her back yard and describes it’s beautiful nature so lovingly. she is one with the earth. though she’s surrounded in the conservativeness of the south, i know a bit of hippie still resides within her. she loves art and food and throwing parties and dancing and music. she’s a beautiful singer. she taught me that singing is all about singing from your soul. she doesn’t even comprehend how people sing for other reasons… it’s all about the love….she wears her heart on her sleeve. she has such a refreshing honesty and genuine sweetness. she radiates! she’s like a mini version of the sun, with all that light within her. my favorite moments are when she lets herself shine to her fullest capacity.

oh and did i mention that she is absolutely gorgeous- she has golden flawless skin, green/blue eyes that sparkle with warmth and sometimes mischief, the longest legs in the world, she’s curvy, has perfectly wavy hair (not like my out of control waves lol), and she could seriously be a hand model…. oh and she has the perfect eye brows that she’s never once had to pluck, as well as the world’s most adorable nose…

i love that my mother supported me in finding my own way of being spiritual… i think she’s the only catholic i know that believes that reincarnation is a possibility. my mother believes that God is man. i believe God transcends having a sex. but she is cool with me believing how i believe. and we both value having a spiritual connection in the love that we share.

my mother encouraged me to take a stand against racism and sexism which i appreciate. though she now says i can be too “extreme” or “radical” with my platforms. but i love that she first inspired that within me. and i think she still has some of that radicalness within her…

other random love thoughts… she believes it’s this differences in people that makes us all beautiful. she appreciates perspective. my mother is so sweet sometimes that people don’t realize how intelligent and deep she can be. she can get philosopical. i miss talking with her. i hate that we live 3,000 miles away. i hate that i only saw her twice last year. i need to hurry up and become a superstar so i can buy her a beautiful little house in santa barbara so i can see her more… i digress…

i could go on and on with how wonderful she is… there are so many little special things about her that a blog can’t do her magnificence justice…

mama if u read this (i know you’re not into going online that much) i want you to know that you mean the world to me. your beauty, your depth, your heart, your strength inspire me. everything that is good within me comes from you. i love you.

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i <3 san francisco…food as art, anime porn, and the psychedelic amish…

this weekend inspired me.  san francisco is magical… the streets have this energy of nostalgic free love mixed with electric bright colors and an undescribable grittiness…

we drove up the coast in purple rain (my little elantra, purple rain is the name of the paint color- though it is a perfect name for the car considering i’m a huge prince fan). the weather was perfection: the sun shining, the ocean glistening, music playing. on the way up we stopped in san luis obispo in an attempt to visit an old high school friend at a cafe she worked in (we just missed her!), and took a wrong turn only to end up down a country highway with a GIANT beautiful turkey in the dead center of the road. i was complimenting the turkey on its beauty “wow you’re so beautiful and colorful” as it ran up to purple rain in attack mode! and did some damage on the car as we hauled ass out of there! we then stopped in carmel by the sea at the most INCREDIBLE restaurant- pacific’s edge i think it was called. it overlooked the sea- it felt more like we were on top of the sea and we sat down to dinner just in time for the spectacularly golden sunset! we partook in the most delicious food and the best wine of my life! en serio! we were so underdressed but it was ghetto fabulous! it was so super fancy that they folded our napkins when we got up to use the restroom! lol! i love that! i’m so easily amused! after dinner we headed up to the bay and stayed with my beyond hospitable, warm, and lovely aunt and uncle.

the next day we rocked the city! it was pouring but it didn’t stop our exploration! we had mini adventures all day– in chinatown, little italy, the mission, and took in two amazing exhibitions at the art museum. one was of amish quilts- i know sounds kind of lame- but i found a whole new respect for the amish people from their art. what a lesson in open-mindedness for me. they are channeling some psychedelic art! the colors were electric and the patterns made the designs seem 3D, those quilts spoke languages! we got to see some very cool, dark, obscure tribal art from papa new guinea as well as africa. we rode the metro, the bus, took taxis, walked miles and miles and miles. the taxi driver taught me how to pronounce “ladybug” in cantonese (don’t ask why)…  we walked down height street – i love the vintage stores! and some older punk asked dre if he had ever shit his pants and he so cooly answers “no man i haven’t” and the guy responds- “well obviously you haven’t done a lot of drugs” ….lol! and ended the day at my prima’s sushi restaurant- where we experienced art in the form of food. the place had bizarre anime porn playing. it was crazy!!! and enjoyed a swank hotel room with a spectacular view of the city courtesy of my very generous aunt and uncle! (plug: check out my aunt’s book “secret lives of husband and wives” coming out in june!)

the next day was glorious! we brunched with fam and explored little obscure record shops-  one was a maze-like closet sized treasure chest, where i purchased “sex education for children” yes inspiration for the ep! you’ll see! it’s bad ass!!! i love the street art, the murals of the city- they’re everywhere. i got so inspired by the energy of the city that i formulated the whole concept of the EP! i’m so excited about this creation and all that is will stand for.... i’m so grateful for the inspiration! speaking of gratitude, we went to the famous cafe gratitude where the incredible jon marro’s art is everywhere! (he did the album art for M.U.S.I.C. and is genius!) i love that everything on the menu is “i am loved” “i am beautiful” “i am vibrant” or other positive, happy, high frequency adjectives and states of being! we went to the highest point in the city called twin peaks and drank in the beauty of the city from the highest heights... dre and i then headed to the place with the “best hummus in the US” according to our friend daniel  magala papa (hummus connoisseur) called little jerusalem. sooooo much incredible food. i’m accepting the fact that i’m a foodie… i could travel to different cities just for the food! we ended the night by going out on polk street (the place for debauchery in the city)… i ❤ san francisco!  it has this electric energy that i really resonate with!! california is such a diverse state, i feel so fortunate to live here! what a beautiful way to celebrate my love’s bday! 🙂

wishing you inspiration wherever u are in this world!


happy birthday day to my love 🙂

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the 4 f’s: freedom, fun, focus, and fuck it!

“every now and then say ‘what the fuck,’ what the fuck gives you freedom, freedom brings opportunity, opportunity makes your future…” -risky business….

what the fuck is a more aggressive form of detachment, at least in my mind… as we all know, sometimes we can be our own worst enemy… self-sabotaging fools…. and yes it is brilliant to be enthusiastic but sometimes it’s our detachment from something we desire that brings it to us… almost magically… it’s as if the space created allows the desire to breathe and grow and flourish…. isn’t if funny how we get the audition we’re not so hung up on… or the guy… or whatever it is we overly covet… when we’re not sweating it so hard!?!

i was talking to my girls sharmila and aneesah about this today… about how with our dreams yes we have to focus to achieve but we also need to keep things fun… (or u almost forget why you’re doing it… because u LOVE it!… nothing brings u more joy!)… and we also have to keep an element of freedom in our creating  the lives our dreams (this freedom makes us limitless…and open to infinite possibilities/directions/ideas/inspiration)… but now i’m thinking of adding a little bit of detachment to my situation… a little bit of “fuck it”…

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