
Okay. So I'm a guy who is a fan, not a huge fan, but a follower of her music. She doesn't have much out right now for anyone to really be a huge fan. Who I am referring to is Teedra Moses. One of my peers put me on to her music a few years ago. As a matter of fact, when she released her first LP that's when I was put on. That was three years ago. First thing I thought was, "she has a beautiful voice." I thought she was a lot younger, but she is older. It doesn't make a difference, but what is noticeable is how underrated she is. Her vocal skills are incomparable to a lot of current R&B singers. She far exceeds them in all categories. If you ever get a chance to look her up either on Google, YouTube, IMEEM, etc.
So, she performed last night at SOBs which is on Houston & Varick in downtown Manhattan. I got there right around the time she was set to hit the stage (i.e. 9pm) because I kind of figured she would be running a little late. To my dismay, though, "fatboy slim" hit the stage as the spokesperson for SOBs and said she's not getting here until 10:30pm!!! I was a little disappointed, and already had a whole bottle of wine in my system...lol...what else was I going to do? Yea I was drinking. I was content with the situation and was set on being patient. So I decided to be a little observant. With a little bit of a buzz all I really picked up on was how there were mostly couples in the venue, and the die-hard fans/supporters all the way in the front, jockin' her fresh. I would have chosen to stand in the front, but I had to work the next day and I'm not trying to have my ears ringing all night and all through the next day. That is exactly what happens when you stand in the front right next to the strident speakers. So fast forward to 10:30pm...[enter] spokesperson for SOBs with more bad news. He said, "Yo we're really sorry about the delay and we appreciate everyone waiting, but Teedra is like 20 minutes away." The crowd gets a little rowdy. "I just got off the phone with her (as he pulls out his flip phone of antiquity)". I think it was still a scam in order to have everyone present buying more drinks, and ordering food. That's exactly what happened. What else you gonna do. The DJ was all right too; even started playing some old school reggae.
Long story short, Teedra didn't hit the stage until about 11:50pm. She came right in and hit the stage and said, "Yo! What up everybody!? Anyone work for TSA? Fuck TSA!!! 'Cause they held me up at the airport! Let's get this started!" She was amazing. She performed two new songs, which is getting me excited about her upcoming sophomore album, "The Young Lioness." She's real gutter too. Don't let the beauty fool you. She sang a sweet song and said, "I can be real sweet at times, but a bitch too!" And she followed it with a song about telling her man to "get that bitch told" who she heard was saying she was with her man. She is definitely hood, but she's real. That's why I'm feeling her music. Fifteen minutes into the performance she made the gesture and stated, "I need a drink." Someone handed her a drink, and she said, "What's this? [Crowd member replied, "Long Island."] Word! I'm fucking it up!" I'm a little disappointed that she didn't sing "Backstroke." That's the first song of her's that I was introduced too, and it's real how she's explaining what it is that keeps her coming back to this guy. She's real. I enjoyed the 45 minutes, and as soon as she was done she disappeared into the night.
As soon as I was heading out it was raining and I was overcome with a sudden rush of a cold. Runny nose, sneezing, coughing, etc. I had a hard time going to sleep when I got back home, but all I was hearing were the melodies of Teedra and thinking of a certain someone. My mind is always racing, thinking of different scenarios, possibilities, etc. I'll elaborate later how my mind works.
Great night.
Teedra Moses...Fashion Goddess...Patience...Genetics...Cure for AIDS...being a mentor...Hip-Hop Honors...just a taste of my randomness.
1 comment:
FCUK TSA is right!! I hate them MOFOS!
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