Tuesday, December 24, 2013

#ChristmasClassics: My Favorite Holiday Flicks


There are all kinds of traditions around this time of year ... My family doesn't have many but there are personal traditions and must-haves every Christmas for me.

Like my favorite holiday treats --- I must have egg nog, Starburst candy canes and lots of Hershey's kisses or my holidays are not complete.

We also have a tradition of opening one gift at midnight once Christmas day officially begins.

However one of my favorite personal traditions is watching holiday movies.  Even when I'm frustrated after a day of holiday shopping or I'm not quite in the Christmas spirit yet, the minute one of my faves comes on TV, all is right with the world and I'm a happy, jolly Diva :)

I wanted to share some of my favorite holiday films (in alphabetical order) that I watch each and every year .... [Feel free to share your own!] ... They each contribute something special to my Christmas and I can't wait to watch them again this year! :)



A CHRISTMAS STORY (1983) - Of course everyone has (or should have) this one on their list.  A Christmas Story is set in the 40s but is a timeless tale filled with things anyone of any age can relate to -- Like wanting that special Christmas gift (and learning to be careful what you ask for), dealing with bullies at school and finally standing up for yourself, dealing with embarrassing parents, and more.

Plus there are lots of great things in between all that ... Like the comical carols at the Chinese restaurant ... and who doesn't crack up laughing every time the Dad mispronounced FRAGILE ... LOL!  (Fra-GEE-lay!).

A Christmas Story usually shows on TBS for 24 hours beginning on Christmas Eve night ... I usually watch it about 6 or 7 times during that marathon :) 


HOME ALONE (1990) - Another tale of "Be Careful What You Ask For", Home Alone is from my childhood and was written by one of my favorite directors, John Hughes ... Watching it reminds me of the blessed 90's when life was much simpler -- and movies were funnier :)  It's full of slapstick comedy, thanks to the "Wet Bandits" ... and thanks to AMC, I've already watching it about 10 times already! Lol.  [Check your local listings for future airings]

Home Alone is a Christmas classic filled with great holiday music and a great story for kids and parents alike.  It's one you sit and watch with a hot cup of cocoa and laugh your butt off at Kevin's antics.  What more could you ask for?


HOME ALONE 2: LOST IN NEW YORK (1992) - I know a lot of people shun sequels but I love Home Alone 2 ... (I have yet to see 3 and 4 and probably never will since Macaulay Culkin wasn't in it).

Though it's kind of scary to think about a elementary-schooler being all alone in NYC, you forget the danger of him walking around all times of day and night and focus on another great comedy, the return of the Wet Bandits and all the great ways Kevin causes them pain.

Sprinkle in some great cameos (I love me some Tim Curry) and a couple of good deeds (befriending a pigeon lady and saving the toy store's donations) and you have a great holiday flick for all to enjoy!



SCROOGED (1988) - There are soooo many renditions of Charles Dickens' classic "A Christmas Carol" but besides the old black and white version, Scrooged is my favorite.  I have no clue why though (lol). It could because I'm a Bill Murray fan, or because my cousin (at least in my mind) Alfre Woodard is in the cast ... but Scrooged is the one I have to see every Christmas ... The ending scene is my absolute FAVE.




TRADING PLACES (1983) - Okay so this is not a traditional Christmas tale like the rest ... but it IS set around Christmas time and for some reason this movie has become a tradition for me to watch every season.  The movie stars some of my 80s faves -- Eddie Murphy, Dan Akroyd -- plus horror queen Jamie Lee Curtis as a Good Samaritan who happens to be a hooker.  Trading Places is a great story about what happens when rags turn to riches and riches turn to rags (thanks to manipulation by some bored multi-millionaires).  Set around the holidays, it teaches us that money isn't everything (although it's amazing to have! lol).  I have a lot of favorite parts and can recite this movie verbatim, but the opening credits of the movie, with a Mozart soundtrack -- is my ultimate fave ...


[Trading Places comes on Comedy Central on Christmas Eve night.  Check your local listings]




I know there are PLENTY of others but these are MY faves :)  Feel free to comment with your own.  Happy Holidays everyone! 


Friday, August 30, 2013

35: Media Diva Career Notes

Soooo ... It's my birthday.  #35 to be exact.

Of course I'll do some reflective posts today, where I self-reflect and make resolutions for this new year of life. But for this post, I've decided to do things a little different and share some things about me that most don't know.

I'm pretty much an open book when it comes to my personal life, but I rarely talking about my career/accomplishments -- Unless I've sent you a resume, or we're friends on LinkedIn.

So, in honor of my 35th year, here are 35 Media Diva Career Notes: 


  1. When I was little I wanted to be two things: A writer and a teacher
  2. I wrote my first short story at age 7. My mom still has it.
  3. I started writing songs when I was 11, even wrote some for me and the friends I used to sing with in middle and high school.
  4. I was told to become a songwriter when one of the groups met with a local producer (which suited me fine because I hated performing).
  5. I am registered with BMI (since 1998) but have never published any of my songs … most people close to me never heard them.
  6. I became a journalist in 10th grade (s/o to KBYRD!) … I was promoted to a producer in 11th grade.
  7. I got my start in radio and promotions when I was the sole girl on the KMJJ street team, when I was 17.  I interned for then Music Director, Candy Rain.
  8. I also street teamed for Universal Records for 2 years in college.
  9. I published a hip-hop newsletter when I was a sophomore in college (at LSU) called Urban Word.  This was before blogs were cool and digital photography was extra accessible. I created it on Publisher, printed in with my own funds, and placed it in dorms.
  10. Urban Word got me noticed by KLSU hip hop DJ and I ended up with a co-hosting gig
  11. The first host name I came up with was Athena … I was told to change it LOL. That’s when mahogani was born -- And yes it was inspired by the movie
  12. Back then, mahogani was my creative alter ego.  We are now one in the same.  
  13. After appearing on the hip hop show, I was ushered into my own paying show featuring R&B music, which came on right after – The After Party.  I did that show for 2 years, and left it to my then boyfriend … who lost it for not showing up (Grr)
  14. I have a Bachelor of Arts in MassCommunication from the Manship School at LSU.
  15. I changed my minor 3 times before deciding on Audio-Visual Arts (aka Film). I’m glad I chose it.
  16. I directed my first music video for a class in AVA minor, for a group named Tabu. I never got a copy of it though, lol.
  17. When I graduated from college, I wanted to go into radio, but when corporations bought out local stations, they did away with the department I wanted to run – Promotions.
  18. Instead of radio, I ended up in news, and I’ve worked for 3 of the local TV news affiliates in Shreveport (3, 6 and 12) as a producer. (My show went to #1 each time).
  19. I got fired from one of those stations (guess which?! Lol)
  20. I worked in radio again for a year (2004-2005) as the producer of the Quenn Echols Morning Show.  (I reminded QE that I came to him after graduating college to get a job and was ignored LOL.)
  21. While working at KDKS, I also worked at KTAL (Ch. 6). For six months, I pulled 70-80 hours a week … I eventually had to let that go (lol)
  22. I’ve had a lot of non-media jobs since the age of 16 such as: Babysitter, Grandy’s, Montgomery Ward, Work Study in offices at both XU and LSU, Eckerd’s (now CVS), Tinseltown (in BR), a Call Center, and Substitute Teaching.
  23. I left news in 2007, and ended up working on film sets for a while.  The best experience was being a P.A. for “Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins” – it reignited my love for film production.
  24. I became a professional photographer in 2007, working part-time at JC Penney. By, 2009, I was doing freelance photography on my own under Mahogani Media.
  25. I left JCP in 2010 and entered graduate school. Since film school wouldn’t take me, I’m studying to be a Career Counselor.
  26. I have worked in event promotions half my life but my favorites of all time were Juneteeth (when it was at Hamel’s Park), Universal Records listening parties, the events I promoted for Just a Little CafĂ© and the 318 Cypher).
  27. I co-created the 318 Cypher but was left to run it on my own. I just wanted to create a platform for the artists who weren’t getting a voice or platform in the local music scene. It’s been one of the highlights of my career.
  28. I still want to be a writer … I have 2 manuscripts, dozens of short stories, 2 short film, and a feature film (for TV) that I want to publish/produce/direct.
  29. I may still teach later in life – but instead of English, I’d do Journalism, Communications or Psychology.
  30. My creative idols are Spike Lee, Marc Baptiste and Anthony Mandler. 
  31. My favorite author, e. lynnharris, passed away in 2009. I haven’t worked on my manuscript since.  But every time I write, I think of him.
  32. My favorite people to photograph are artists – because they always want to tell their story through their photos.  (I will always be a journalist at heart).
  33. I have a long list of creative career goals, one of which is to have a feature story in one of my favorite magazines with me as both the writer and photographer.
  34. Along with success writing, photography, and promotions/PR … I aspire to be a producer or director in film or TV, but my passion is documentary.  Again, the journalist in me.
  35. In 2002, The Creator told me my purpose – Storyteller.  And I plan to fulfill it in every way, whether I’m telling my story, or your yours.

 Though I have accomplished much in my life, I feel like I am just getting started in living my purpose.  I spent much of my life helping other artists (as I do now), and now it's time for me to showcase MY talents on a larger level.  So ... Stay Tuned ;-)   www.mahoganimedia.com  


  

When I Was ...

This post was inspired by the MTV show "When I was 17".

I asked some of my Facebook friends to give me numbers, which would represent years, for a birthday blog post.

Every birthday I'm in state of self-reflection ... and though some don't like to look back, I thought this would be a great exercise to remember the good (and bad) times, and see just how far I've come.

Thanks to all who contributed their numbers ... #Salute


WHEN I WAS ….

When I was born … My birth mother decided to give me a better life, and amazing parents. I’m thankful for her decision every day.

When I was 7 … I was in 2nd grade, at New Life Montessori, learning how  to say “ask” instead of “axe”. I was one of few Blacks in my class but I never felt “different”.  Thanks to one of my classmates, I became an Elvis fan, and I believe this is where my love of musicals began. I loved that school.  

When I was 10 … I was in the 5th grade and had to leave Montessori (school budget cuts) and transfer to South Highlands (an arts magnet school).  It was a total culture shock from what I was used to … and one of the worst years of my life … I was bullied for most of the year – at school, on the bus and at church.  I don’t even know how I got through it.  

When I was 12 … I was a 7th grader at CMM.  I loved writing, reading, gymnastics, music – and boys. I hated middle school, but cool friends, nice teachers and school dances made it easier to tolerate.  I had a hard time because I wasn’t cliquish, and desired to be friends with all types of people.  I believe 7th grade was the first time I got my heart broken by a boy, when he chose my friend over me … (First time, but not the last lol).  

When I was 16 … I was heartbroken over my high school sweetheart, but had no shortage in guys wanting to help me rebound.  I was extra smitten with one who went to my school, that most still don’t know I was serious about.   I was an honor roll student, producer for my high school TV station and a die-hard Bulls fan (s/o to BJ Armstrong). This was also the year I got my first job and got to drive myself to school.   I had an awesome Sweet 16 party and I went to the prom with a homeboy of mine from my neighborhood, but we came home early because I had to take the ACT the morning after J

When I was 17 … I was a senior and back on the flagline after a year off.  My favorite teacher was Mr. E, the band director and this was the best year EVER, filled with highs, lows, drama, guys, friends, football games, parties – the works.  I was still working, still driving to school, and preparing to go to college.  I was also an SGRho deb (elected President of my group).  I went to prom with a guy I was on-and-off with, because the guy I wanted to go with declined.  I designed my dress and had it made. We arrived in a white Mustang convertible that my dad rented for me.  Though I had full scholarships from 3 top journalism schools in the North, I elected to attend Xavier University in New Orleans (the other 2 in my top 3 were LSU and TCU).

When I was 19 … I was a sophomore in college, recently transferred from XU to LSU-BR.  I had just met the only guy I was ever engaged to. He was supposed to be a summer fling but we fell in love, and we were trying to see if the distance would be too much for us.  I remember that year being a constant transition for me, but I loved LSU. I really, really did.  Though I did party like most college students, the campus and people inspired me to achieve and one of the semesters I got all A’s and 1 B! But I remember calling my mom to tell her and being asked why it wasn’t all A’s (smh lol).  This was the year I published my urban newsletter and ended up co-hosting a radio show on KLSU.  Though the transitions were many and tough, I think I grew up a lot that year.

When I was 21 I spent my birthday in New Orleans with my college sweetheart (a guy I dated after the ex-fiance).  Earlier that year, I’d pledged Zeta Phi Beta and somehow ended up with a new boyfriend.  It was amazing at first, but pressures from our fam (Blue & White) got to us both I think … By the new year, we were taking a break after I saw a side of him I detested.  The rest of age 21 was spent in turmoil with a past love resurfacing, and drama from every imaginable angle. What should’ve been a milestone year for me is remembered as the year I lost myself in love – and not in a good way.  I often wish I could do that whole year over.

When I was 24 It was 2002(-2003). I was back at home and it had been a year since I graduated from collage – and lost my brother Anthony.  My college sweetheart and I were still together … and I was still lost.  Deeply depressed, but making moves toward change. I was in school and working at my first TV station as a P.A.  I’d also finally gotten the courage to seek counseling earlier that year and it was about to pay off.  When the boyfriend relocated to my city … trying to control my life again … and proposed, I finally had the courage to say No.  Months later, it was over and I was free. I’ll remember that as the year I finally realized my worth and got my life back on track.

When I was 28 I was a producer at the local CBS affiliate.  Single (but not for long) and managing my newly diagnosed Anxiety Disorder (after the loss of my 2nd brother the previous year).  Work was stressful but my co-producer made it tolerable – until they decided to get rid of him.  The added duties stressed me out even more and left me looking for an escape …which I found in a new relationship.  I was distracted though … and fooled by his warmth and caring nature.  By the time I realized who and what he was, it was too late.  I was back in another abusive relationship.  But this time I didn’t take it … and by the time I turned 29, he was gone.  28 was a rough year, but I learned a lot … I learned that no matter how good you are to someone, you can't change them. I also learned what I will and won’t put up with just to say I have a man – or a job.  

When I was 31 I was celebrating my first year as a freelance photographer.  After being in a retail studio for the past two years, it was great to get outside and create images I wanted to show off, instead of the humdrum stuff I did at my job.  This was an stellar year for me creatively and professionally because it was the age/year in which I began to build my brand, Mahogani Media.  It was the beginning of an amazingly rewarding journey as a creative entrepreneur.  I’ll never forgot those who were with me during that year – ever.

Now that I’m 35 Though some never like to look back at their past, I always take a minute to reflect on what I’ve gone through (and survived) and how much I’ve learned and grown, both personally and professionally.  I don’t have a lot of friends or a steady beau, but the people in my life are so supportive and loving that it makes the sporadic moments of loneliness go away as quickly as they came.  I am in a good place. I know my worth in every aspect of my life – and I command just that.  Because of all that I have gone through, I choose not to settle for less ever again.  I never want to look back at another year past 30 and regret anything.  I made that promise to myself on my 30th birthday and so far I’ve kept it.  Of course, I’ve had setbacks and disappointments, but I have lived life faithful and honest -- staying true to myself and my purpose.  Today I am a spiritual, strong, hopeful, resilient, driven woman who is ready for many more years of progress and prosperity … and continued blessings -- even in the smallest form. 

Here’s to year 35 … and all that it has in store. 


#Cheers

Sunday, July 7, 2013

#EntrepreneurProblem: The Shaft

Imagine that you're seeking work and I have work for you to do.  So I call you in for an interview. After looking over your resume/portfolio I gush about how great your work is and how excited I am to work with you.  I explain the duti
es of your job, approve your desired salary, and tell you the date to report to work.  Though you've signed no contract yet, you have formally accepted the job.  You prepare for the job by updating your wardrobe (as a certain attire is required), studying the handbook given to you and driving back and forth to unpaid training.

One week before you're to report to work I call and tell you that something has come up and I can't hire you because of a recent snag in the budget.  You have invested time and money already and now can't even expect that first check to recoup what you've spent.  All you can do is return the clothes you haven't worn and start your search over.

This is pretty much my life when a client books and fails to pay for services.

Don't be that person.  Pay when you book, or don't book until you can pay.

#ThatIsAll

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Make Music -- Not War


I was coming out of the grocery store the other day, and parked next to me was a veteran.  He was helping a young worker load his trunk with grocery bags and as I got in my car I overheard them talking while waiting for them to clear the way so I could back out.  

The worker was headed to the military himself and was informing the veteran (who was wearing a navy cap) of his decision.  They chatted and when they were done the vet wished him luck and blessings.  He didn't know the young man from Adam but because he was about to embark on a similar life journey, he wished him the best and smiled as if the boy was one of his family … and in a way – he is.

This mutual life journey gives them a common bond -- of servicemen and servicewomen.  No matter what branch, or their reason for entering the service, they go to serve and come out with respect for anyone who did the same. 

It’s like any fraternal bond, even if you’re in a sorority, like me. 

I have a sorority banner surrounding my license plate and often when I’m driving someone will honk at me and ride by flashing my sorority sign (or that of our brother fraternity).  We may have never met, and my never see each other again, but we share the bond and the journey, and show respect for it. 

Even in my profession this is true. 

I was photographing a concert recently and encountered a local news reporter who was patiently waiting for an interview with one of the acts.  To keep her company while she waited (and thank her for her patience), I chatted her up and revealed that I was a former newsie.  Instantly we went from just normal concertgoers/workers to fraternity members – with the common bond of having worked in TV news.  We shared war stories and gave each other those “I know where you’ve been sister” glances and it was like we’d known each other far longer than a day.   I get the same reception and respect with fellow photographers, editors, filmmakers, etc.  I literally have fellow frat members everywhere I go.

Now there is one fraternity to which I don’t belong, but I am affiliated – that of the music artist. 

I have no musical abilities myself outside of songwriting (that most will never hear) and the occasional living room karaoke, but I work with artists consistently -- helping to book them, A&R them, promote them, shoot their photos and videos, and other media/promotion related services through my company

For the most part when the artists I know encounter each other they speak and after a performance they may go show respect or exchange information for a future collab.  

During my cypher event, I saw this a lot because I created that kind of environment where, even though it was a competition, the main goal was to create a collective that would get to know, and continue to support each other. 

Still, that’s not always the case. 

Many artists do not adhere to the protocol of most fraternal bonds.  Again, every artist’s journey is different, but they are all after the same goal (if they’re serious about their craft) – to learn as much as they can to be a long-term working artist and/or have their message/story heard.   

So why is that they see each other more as antagonists, haters, and enemies?

I see it every day – and not just among major stars but in the city where I’m from.  It’s like some wake up looking for a way to piss a fellow artist off.   And often times it’s because they don’t do the kind of music they like or aren’t in the same clique.  Instead of respecting they are in the same game, and give them respect if they’re truly taking it seriously – they decide to take the immature route and defame, discount or disrespect them, both privately and publicly.

We photographers leave ourselves open to critique all the time, just by posting a photo.  True artists receive criticism and use it as a way to learn and do better.  I would never take that open door initiation to down a fellow artist.   I left news over five years ago and I would never go back, but I still respect those who endure it and take journalism as serious as I do, because they are my media brothers and sisters. 

Even among Greek-letter organizations (aka fraternities and sororities) – though we are often taught to shun anyone who is not a fellow member or affiliate, I respect anyone who took/takes time from their collegiate or professional life to pledge and serve their sorority or fraternity. 

Now I’m not saying everyone deserves respect.  The that do poor photography and undercut fellow photographers, that do shoddy reporting and are irresponsible journalists, or who contribute nothing to their organization but a warm body -- I have no respect for … but I don’t know that just by meeting them.

So why is that indie music artists --- many of who don’t take the time to listen to another artist, much less have a conversation with them – don’t show each other respect like the aforementioned groups? 

Who do they feel the need to crab instead of collab?

You don’t have to like a person’s music or style to give them props for chasing their dream like you are.  You don’t have to hate because you’re intimidated or accuse them of buying their career because you’re not rising in yours.  And you don’t have to downgrade them because they don’t fit in the box you want to place them in or don’t fit the label you’ve created for yourself.

What every artist should realize is that there is strength in numbers – and I’m not just talking about sales.

The same way artists (and the industry) cherish the numbers of twitter followers, likes on Facebook, downloads on Bandcamp and views on YouTube, they should think the same about their circle or network.   No bridges should be burned and every place you go and person you meet should add to your network or circle.  Think of them as members of your music industry fraternity and (unless they do collateral damage to your relationship) treat them as such. 

This business is truly about WHO YOU KNOW.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve given out a business card in conversation or connected with someone on a social media site and was rewarded for that simple connection.  I’ve gotten business referrals, job offers and even met some heavy-hitters in my circle just by reaching out and respecting them and the relationship.

Now I have an industry network full of executives, producers, artists, and other professionals who used to be in my shoes, are on the same level as me, or have connections to the powers that be.  This also means I now have allies in the industry that may be able to open doors, give recommendations or cosigns, or barter services later on. 

The same has happened through my other bonds.  Fellow sorors, fraters, alumni and former co-workers have helped me in business, or helped me gain professional experience and connections based on the mutual respect of our shared experiences.

That is how artists should think of each other. Not as mediocre jokers who are getting in their way.  That mindset is what separates those who are just making music and those who are truly a part of the music business/industry.

Am I advising you to kiss someone’s ass, or the clichĂ© “fake it ‘til you make it” – No. 
What I’m saying is “Don’t make enemies that could be allies”.  Beef (real or instigated) is a way of creating a buzz (and classic records like “Ether”) but it can also be detrimental to long-term success if you don’t know how to turn that buzz into revenue.  Even Jay-Z and Nas realized they couldn’t be “gangsta” forever.  Decades later – they’re still majors in the game.  

To succeed in business – and in some cases, in Life – you have to have a support system of family, friends and other allies to help you ward off the snakes, sharks and wolves.  In the music business – those people could be the very ones you’re spending so much energy to one-up instead of big-up.  


Take a lesson from that veteran --- wish them luck and blessings. Then take a lesson from me and exchange information – enlist them in your industry infantry. You never know when you’ll need an ally in the battles of this business. 

- m

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Revelation: Moment of Professional Clarity (and Appreciation)

I often come across colleagues who are posting their ventures, events and projects.  Some of these people are fairly new the industry ... and most came to me when they needed advice in the early stages of their entry-level.  Would ring my phone a lot, ask questions, volunteer to assist me or "learn the business"... I even sent work their way to help them grow as a professional.  

Sadly, when things picked up a bit and they didn't need my help anymore, the calls and inbox messages, ceased.  They started showing up to events by mutual friends and almost ignoring my presence,  and when it came time for them to embark on creative collaborations -- I wasn't even contacted.  

Don't get me wrong ... I applaud what a lot of my fellow creatives are doing.  This industry is hard enough without friends turning to haters.  It just sucks that some who I've assisted with their skills and business don't seem to remember me once the clouds lift and the sun starts to shine on them.   

If you played Six Degrees of Separation with any artist in this city, I'd probably end up in there somewhere.  I've helped almost every one in the "underground" and some well-knowns, long before the city knew who they were or how great their talent was.   

Known to many, appreciate by few.  Kinda effed up but ... *shrug* ... Guess it beez like that sometimes.  

Would I be wrong to send them an invoice though? lol. 


Egos and selfishness are why the industry is so messed up now.

People don't seem to want to reach back and help or thank others, and don't want to pay it forward ... think they're a one-man/woman show and did it all themselves and owe no one anything.  But even if you believe the only person you have to answer to is God or your higher power.  HE/She/It put these people in your life for a reason!  Be GRATEFUL!  



I'm forever grateful to those who mentored, hired or helped me along this journey ... beyond words.  

S/o to the Mahogani Media year-oners (lol) -- Vic, Chris H., AK, Kaylon, Tommy Gran, QE, T.D., Jay A. Phillip E, Tasha R., Tiff, Valencia, KT, Imani, Keyla, and many more -- especially my amazing clients, artists and models --- who've helped me build professionally (and sometimes personally) and have stuck by me through it all.  

To my very first mentors while street-teaming for KMJJ, my mentors at Universal and KLSU (who spawned "mahogani"), and all the people who tested me during all these years in this industry.  

To the news teams/crews at all the stations I worked at, the professor who told me I had a knack for photography, all the way up to the counselor who advised me to take a leap of faith with entrepreneurship) ... 

To my bestie Tasha K. who's been a support for almost a decade ... and my small circle of friends that have developed over the past year or two, I thank you as well :)  


This transition from corporate newsie to creative mogul is proving to be challenging (as expected), but in a few years, I hope to be able to return your kindness tenfold.  Thank you!

xoxo


- k