We had to introduce you all to Kodi Me'chele...she hilarious. Watch and enjoy.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Gay in America
Whats good fam? Its your girl's favorite host...I hope everyone is enjoying their weekend. Well, I was video surfing and I found a documentary I thought was pretty interesting and I wanted to share. So feel free to leave your opinion.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Real Real World of KIN4LIFE Webisode 7
I WAS ON YOUTUBE AND SAW ONE OF MY FAVORITE DUO'S KIN....PEEP THEIR VIDEO
NOR, IQ AND DJ JAI SYNCERE
ANEESA COMMING OUT WITH A NEW SONG PRODUCED BY KIN
NOR, IQ AND DJ JAI SYNCERE
ANEESA COMMING OUT WITH A NEW SONG PRODUCED BY KIN
IF SHE LEAVES ME by Senona Chisholm
If she leaves me I deserve it
the things i did were far from perfect
A weakness of lust and women
her lack of trust and forgiveness
is breaking me like a terminal disease
God help me... Please
I cry inside but it doesnt measure up
to the pain she feels and the things ive done
i cant take it back...its too late for that
its the fault my own and a great mishap
i love her to death and when things start to look up
It seems like the Devil steals my mind to corrupt
I would do anything and anything I'll do
Even if it broke all 10 commandments..no glue
There's nothing that can mend the wound I've created
Not surgeons, not stitches, not a thing that can unchange it
Im genuine now because I have a higher power
But it doesnt change my situation..it devours
If you are reading this...which you probally are..
Forgive me seven times seventy
But do not harden your heart
I love you in my soul although my actions seem to say different
Please give me the chance to make amends
I promise you won't regret it.
-Senona Chisholm ©2009
the things i did were far from perfect
A weakness of lust and women
her lack of trust and forgiveness
is breaking me like a terminal disease
God help me... Please
I cry inside but it doesnt measure up
to the pain she feels and the things ive done
i cant take it back...its too late for that
its the fault my own and a great mishap
i love her to death and when things start to look up
It seems like the Devil steals my mind to corrupt
I would do anything and anything I'll do
Even if it broke all 10 commandments..no glue
There's nothing that can mend the wound I've created
Not surgeons, not stitches, not a thing that can unchange it
Im genuine now because I have a higher power
But it doesnt change my situation..it devours
If you are reading this...which you probally are..
Forgive me seven times seventy
But do not harden your heart
I love you in my soul although my actions seem to say different
Please give me the chance to make amends
I promise you won't regret it.
-Senona Chisholm ©2009
STILL by SENONA CHISHOLM
She still in my arms
She still in my life
The haters are back ..as always
That's life
They wish they could have her
Thats all they can do
Im the only one she wants
There is nothing you can do
So take my advice
Step back a great distance
Im the love of her life
So you can keep on wishing
Aint a genie in a bottle
That can take her away
I own the spot I'm in
Im not leaving Imma stay
She still is da misses
Im still her studsban
She still smiles and stares
When I give her good lovin'
-Senona Chisholm ©2009
She still in my life
The haters are back ..as always
That's life
They wish they could have her
Thats all they can do
Im the only one she wants
There is nothing you can do
So take my advice
Step back a great distance
Im the love of her life
So you can keep on wishing
Aint a genie in a bottle
That can take her away
I own the spot I'm in
Im not leaving Imma stay
She still is da misses
Im still her studsban
She still smiles and stares
When I give her good lovin'
-Senona Chisholm ©2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Les.B.onest Presents DJ NETT
Hello, family how is everyone feeling on this beautiful day? Every week I will be posting information about a up and comming artist, authors, business owner, nightlife, basically anything to help expose my fam. Lesbonest.blogspot.com is another network outlet I'm building to help keep my family connected so tell a friend to tell a friend.
Today I will be showcasing one of the best female Deejays in the DMV Dj Nett.
Today I will be showcasing one of the best female Deejays in the DMV Dj Nett.
Antoinette "DJ Nett" Lawson has been spinning on the 1's & 2's for almost 10 years now. Receiving a pair of Gemini turntables when she was a teenager, DJ Nett began her journey towards perfecting the craft of mixing. She not only knows how to blend but also knows how to rock crowds of all ages. DJ Nett is known for her custom blend cds that she spreads throughout the DC, MD, VA area and back in her hometown in the city of New York. Grindin hard at WHBC 830AM- Howard University Radio throughout her 4 years at Howard was very beneficial towards her skills with deejaying and her knowledge of the music industry. She gained wisdom from being a board operator/ engineer, street team member, producer, Music Director, and Program Director. Her love and dedication for her college station was shown through her non-stop work ethic to provide the Howard University student body with the opportunity to have entertaining programming filled with interactive interviews with some of the big names in the recording industry. During her years there before she graduated, WHBC 830AM was visited by artists ranging from Jim Jones, Musiq Soulchild, Ne-Yo, Amerie, T-Pain, Danity Kane, Mims, Teedra Moses, Crime Mob,Tabi Bonney and the Godfather of Go-Go himself, Mr.Chuck Brown, (just to name a few).
YOU CAN ALSO FIND DJ NETT MIX'S ON LES.B.ONEST RADIO..SO STAY TUNE
GET CAUGHT UP VOL 3
http://www.datpiff.com/DJ_NETT_FEAT_TWISTA_DRAKE_SWIZZ_BEATS_DIDDY_YU.m46830.html
(DOWNLOAD LINK)
http://www.datpiff.com/DJ_NETT_FEAT_TWISTA_DRAKE_SWIZZ_BEATS_DIDDY_YU.m46830.html
(DOWNLOAD LINK)
GET CAUGHT UP VOL 4
http://www.datpiff.com/DJ_NETT_FEAT_DRAKE_TREY_SONGZ_BEYONCE_JADAKISS.m53055.html
(DOWNLOAD LINK)
CONTACT INFO
DJ NETT(718) 702-2449 (CELL)
DJ NETT(718) 702-2449 (CELL)
HERE'S A EVENT YOU CAN CAUGHT DJ NETT ON THE ONE'S AND TWO ROCKIN' OFF
Sakia Gunn: When Intolerance Breeds Murder
TODAY I WAS MY FRIEND'S WEBSITE "THE DEFINITION"(beyondstud.ning.com) AND I SAW A INTERESTING ARTICLE SHE WROTE FOR BLACKVOICES.COM AND I WANTED TO SHARE WITH YOU ALL. I HOPE YOU ENJOY. FEEL FREE TO COMMENT ABOUT THE ARTICLE
Sakia Gunn: When Intolerance Breeds Murder
By Krystal Freeman, Special to BlackVoices.com
I learned to sag my jeans just right by watching the men around me. I studied the way they rocked tilted fitted caps over crisp tapers and deep waves, eyeing my father most intently. He was so precise about matching his kicks with neatly creased jeans and "throwback" jerseys. By fifteen I'd nearly stolen his style and his swagger.
It never occurred to me that having such insider knowledge was enough to get me killed, until I read about the brutal murder of Sakia Gunn.
Five years ago, Sakia, a 15-year old girl who "dressed like a boy," was attacked while waiting for a Newark, New Jersey bus after a night out with friends. The girls were approached by two men in a car who made uninvited sexual advances. When the girls declined, stating that they were lesbians, 30-year old Richard McCullough fatally stabbed Sakia while shouting homophobic slurs. She bled out at the intersection of Broad and Market during the wee hours of Mother's Day morning.
This May is the fifth anniversary of the murder of Sakia Gunn. She would have just celebrated her 20th birthday.
Too few of us know Sakia's name, but we all know girls like her -- young women like me who are often mistaken for teenage boys because we have the courage to dress the way we feel inside. We are your daughters, sisters and nieces. We are also young black lesbians who, in having the courage to live authentically, make our communities uncomfortable.
Sadly, the lives of many black youth have been taken because of intolerance and that very courage. Their names are also unknown. There's Ronnie Antonio Paris, dead at 3 from brain injuries inflicted by his dad who boxed with him so he wouldn't become gay. And openly gay Rashawn Brazell, 19, who's dismembered body parts were found in garbage bags strewn throughout Brooklyn. Simmie Williams, 17. Nireah Johnson, 17. Stephanie Thomas, 18. Ukea Davis,19. And many more. Each and every one of them belonged to someone.
My family doesn't understand why I'm more comfortable in button-ups instead of blouses or why I'd choose a pair of "dunks" over stilettos. Nor are they comfortable with my attraction to women, but I belong to them too. In his bigoted sexual aggression, McCullough never stopped to think that Sakia belonged to someone. She was someone's family member and, more importantly, someone's child.
We may conclude that McCullough was motivated by his own homophobia. But we must also acknowledge that he was implicitly encouraged by our community's typical stance on issues of sexuality. Homophobic beliefs are somehow justified by people like my family and yours, who claim their gay relatives selectively, and stand silent in the company of bigoted conversation that endangers the very gay children they love.
My mother has always bragged to her friends about my academic achievements. My dad loved to tease his friends about how his daughter could "school" their sons on the basketball court. But there were no words of support when it became clear that I was a lesbian.
It was okay that I wasn't crazy about boys, if it meant I focused on school. And my perceived masculinity was tolerable, if it made me a solid competitor on the court. The catch: I wasn't supposed to tell anyone about my attraction to girls.
The silence was crippling.
My family was tight-lipped about same-sex attraction, but what they did say was damaging. As a result, I learned to be resilient in the presence of loved ones who thought being gay was a "white thing" or that I was going through a phase. I still shuffle with unease whenever relatives say things like "I wouldn't mind so much if they didn't put it in our faces." I know that "they" alludes to those "effeminate" men and "mannish" lesbians walking in gay pride parades. I also know that the "they" my family despises includes some part of me.
Almost every time a person is murdered for being gay, they are met with hateful language I've heard my family use - these same family members would be devastated if my life were taken. They advise me to be careful, suggesting that I spare myself by dressing more like a girl. They don't see the harm in refusing to affirm me as I am.
Their position contributes to the climate that allowed for the senseless murder of Sakia and so many others. Their silence endangers me also.
To my family and to my community, I need you to love and claim all of me, even when others speak out against me. You can help prevent another murder like Sakia's. Your voice and your courage can make our communities safer for young people like Sakia, young people like me.
Sakia Gunn: When Intolerance Breeds Murder
By Krystal Freeman, Special to BlackVoices.com
I learned to sag my jeans just right by watching the men around me. I studied the way they rocked tilted fitted caps over crisp tapers and deep waves, eyeing my father most intently. He was so precise about matching his kicks with neatly creased jeans and "throwback" jerseys. By fifteen I'd nearly stolen his style and his swagger.
It never occurred to me that having such insider knowledge was enough to get me killed, until I read about the brutal murder of Sakia Gunn.
Five years ago, Sakia, a 15-year old girl who "dressed like a boy," was attacked while waiting for a Newark, New Jersey bus after a night out with friends. The girls were approached by two men in a car who made uninvited sexual advances. When the girls declined, stating that they were lesbians, 30-year old Richard McCullough fatally stabbed Sakia while shouting homophobic slurs. She bled out at the intersection of Broad and Market during the wee hours of Mother's Day morning.
This May is the fifth anniversary of the murder of Sakia Gunn. She would have just celebrated her 20th birthday.
Too few of us know Sakia's name, but we all know girls like her -- young women like me who are often mistaken for teenage boys because we have the courage to dress the way we feel inside. We are your daughters, sisters and nieces. We are also young black lesbians who, in having the courage to live authentically, make our communities uncomfortable.
Sadly, the lives of many black youth have been taken because of intolerance and that very courage. Their names are also unknown. There's Ronnie Antonio Paris, dead at 3 from brain injuries inflicted by his dad who boxed with him so he wouldn't become gay. And openly gay Rashawn Brazell, 19, who's dismembered body parts were found in garbage bags strewn throughout Brooklyn. Simmie Williams, 17. Nireah Johnson, 17. Stephanie Thomas, 18. Ukea Davis,19. And many more. Each and every one of them belonged to someone.
My family doesn't understand why I'm more comfortable in button-ups instead of blouses or why I'd choose a pair of "dunks" over stilettos. Nor are they comfortable with my attraction to women, but I belong to them too. In his bigoted sexual aggression, McCullough never stopped to think that Sakia belonged to someone. She was someone's family member and, more importantly, someone's child.
We may conclude that McCullough was motivated by his own homophobia. But we must also acknowledge that he was implicitly encouraged by our community's typical stance on issues of sexuality. Homophobic beliefs are somehow justified by people like my family and yours, who claim their gay relatives selectively, and stand silent in the company of bigoted conversation that endangers the very gay children they love.
My mother has always bragged to her friends about my academic achievements. My dad loved to tease his friends about how his daughter could "school" their sons on the basketball court. But there were no words of support when it became clear that I was a lesbian.
It was okay that I wasn't crazy about boys, if it meant I focused on school. And my perceived masculinity was tolerable, if it made me a solid competitor on the court. The catch: I wasn't supposed to tell anyone about my attraction to girls.
The silence was crippling.
My family was tight-lipped about same-sex attraction, but what they did say was damaging. As a result, I learned to be resilient in the presence of loved ones who thought being gay was a "white thing" or that I was going through a phase. I still shuffle with unease whenever relatives say things like "I wouldn't mind so much if they didn't put it in our faces." I know that "they" alludes to those "effeminate" men and "mannish" lesbians walking in gay pride parades. I also know that the "they" my family despises includes some part of me.
Almost every time a person is murdered for being gay, they are met with hateful language I've heard my family use - these same family members would be devastated if my life were taken. They advise me to be careful, suggesting that I spare myself by dressing more like a girl. They don't see the harm in refusing to affirm me as I am.
Their position contributes to the climate that allowed for the senseless murder of Sakia and so many others. Their silence endangers me also.
To my family and to my community, I need you to love and claim all of me, even when others speak out against me. You can help prevent another murder like Sakia's. Your voice and your courage can make our communities safer for young people like Sakia, young people like me.
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