Previous entries in this blog have included me talking about the infamous social networking site Facebook; and BlackBerrys and iPhones. One social networking site I failed to mention however, was Twitter. I don't intend to discuss Twitter right now, as it is not what this blog entry is about. However, this brief introduction is needed in order for me to commence this very important blog topic successfully.
This blog topic appealed to me as I was chillin' around our kitchen table, avin' a butchers on Twitter for BlackBerry a couple nights ago. This one name kept popping up on my timeline. It was Shardinay. So I'm sitting down now, thinking, "who the flamin' hell is Shardinay?" After tweeting that exact same question accompanied by a ":/", I received a reply with a Youtube link. I finished talking to my Mum, hopped upstairs and switched on Matilda.
Point of digression: Matilda is my Macbook. Such a beautiful, pure and virginal piece of technology. It's only right she have a name. End of digression.
So let's not waste any more time. This was the video. However, before you commit yourself to the viewing of this music video, please be reminded that this is at your detriment. I cannot be held responsible for the earaches and/or headaches you may suffer, after viewing this video. This is at your peril.
What the hell. What the actual hell. What the hell.
My initial reaction to this video in fact, were those exact same words. I still can't quite comprehend what Shardinay was thinking when she wrote this song. What she was thinking when she recorded it, or what she thought when they played the track back to her in the studio. What was she thinking when she sang into her hairbrush with just her teddy bears for company as a child? Surely she doesn't think she's the next Beyoncé? If she does, please, someone deliver me, (or her more appropriately!).
I'm not here to rip the girl (did enough of that on Twitter, lol), I just feel Shardinay is the perfect example of a young black woman who needs to have more ambition. When we were 5 years old, and people asked us "What would you like to be when you grow up?", and we replied "I wanna be an astronaut" or, "I wanna be a singer", or "I wanna be a dancer". It was fine. At 5 years old we could just about get our hand-eye co-ordination right (bar that one slow-mo who could NEVER catch the ball in P.E. :|). We were children. We didn't know what we were on about. We didn't know what lawyers, journalists or marketing directors were. If we did, becoming a "singer" would never have been an option from the get-go. What I'm saying is, we're no longer children. We can now make informed decisions on our own and make up our own minds about things. Being 19+, we should now know our strengths, and realise the best way to have a successful career and make money is to follow our strengths.
Shardinay, singing is not your strength. Surely there's something else you enjoy doing, and that you are actually good at? I understand you enjoy singing and you are still your "no.1 fan", despite all the negative feedback, but I truly believe you are wasting a true talent that you possess in order to live a lie. Maybe you can write? Actually, wait. I lied. The lyrics in this tune are abysmal. I mean lyrics such as, "Oh Boy, I'm a bee with a sting, wait, let me sing" and "Oh Boy, I'm feeling kinda weak, wait, let me speak". Why are you feeling weak? Did you forget to have breakfast or something? You can't just make them kinda throwaway statements. Are you for real? Babe. You're currently residing on Cloud 9. Please join us back on the ground. It's nice down here.
As I said before, this blog is not to rip Shardinay (although it may seem so). I'm just concerned. I mean, all these 'artists' appearing on Channel AKA, do they really believe that music is their calling? These times, I know a good percentage of them got at least 5 A*-C grades in their GCSEs. You have the brains. It's not over for you yet. Try maths. You got an A in that. You could actually become quite a successful Investment Banker. Or try a language. You got a good grade in that. I mean, you could become a professional translator. It's not only celebrities that are successful. The richest man in the world is the CEO of a telecommunications company. The richest woman in the world is the daughter of the Wal-Mart founder, Sam Walton. Okay, yeah, she was born into wealth, so maybe that's not the best example. But look at Oprah Winfrey, she's extremely successful. Last time I checked, she wasn't a singer.
What I'm saying is, don't turn a blind eye to your real talents because they don't seem as exciting as another. Stick with your real talents, and nurture them. Don't try and make new ones. You'll just end up looking a fool. I'm not saying you must limit yourselves. That would be silly. The sky is the limit. In fact, the sky isn't even the limit - there's been footprints on the moon. But it'll be so much easier to get to the moon if you work with what you've got.
This blog topic appealed to me as I was chillin' around our kitchen table, avin' a butchers on Twitter for BlackBerry a couple nights ago. This one name kept popping up on my timeline. It was Shardinay. So I'm sitting down now, thinking, "who the flamin' hell is Shardinay?" After tweeting that exact same question accompanied by a ":/", I received a reply with a Youtube link. I finished talking to my Mum, hopped upstairs and switched on Matilda.
Point of digression: Matilda is my Macbook. Such a beautiful, pure and virginal piece of technology. It's only right she have a name. End of digression.
So let's not waste any more time. This was the video. However, before you commit yourself to the viewing of this music video, please be reminded that this is at your detriment. I cannot be held responsible for the earaches and/or headaches you may suffer, after viewing this video. This is at your peril.
What the hell. What the actual hell. What the hell.
My initial reaction to this video in fact, were those exact same words. I still can't quite comprehend what Shardinay was thinking when she wrote this song. What she was thinking when she recorded it, or what she thought when they played the track back to her in the studio. What was she thinking when she sang into her hairbrush with just her teddy bears for company as a child? Surely she doesn't think she's the next Beyoncé? If she does, please, someone deliver me, (or her more appropriately!).
I'm not here to rip the girl (did enough of that on Twitter, lol), I just feel Shardinay is the perfect example of a young black woman who needs to have more ambition. When we were 5 years old, and people asked us "What would you like to be when you grow up?", and we replied "I wanna be an astronaut" or, "I wanna be a singer", or "I wanna be a dancer". It was fine. At 5 years old we could just about get our hand-eye co-ordination right (bar that one slow-mo who could NEVER catch the ball in P.E. :|). We were children. We didn't know what we were on about. We didn't know what lawyers, journalists or marketing directors were. If we did, becoming a "singer" would never have been an option from the get-go. What I'm saying is, we're no longer children. We can now make informed decisions on our own and make up our own minds about things. Being 19+, we should now know our strengths, and realise the best way to have a successful career and make money is to follow our strengths.
Shardinay, singing is not your strength. Surely there's something else you enjoy doing, and that you are actually good at? I understand you enjoy singing and you are still your "no.1 fan", despite all the negative feedback, but I truly believe you are wasting a true talent that you possess in order to live a lie. Maybe you can write? Actually, wait. I lied. The lyrics in this tune are abysmal. I mean lyrics such as, "Oh Boy, I'm a bee with a sting, wait, let me sing" and "Oh Boy, I'm feeling kinda weak, wait, let me speak". Why are you feeling weak? Did you forget to have breakfast or something? You can't just make them kinda throwaway statements. Are you for real? Babe. You're currently residing on Cloud 9. Please join us back on the ground. It's nice down here.
As I said before, this blog is not to rip Shardinay (although it may seem so). I'm just concerned. I mean, all these 'artists' appearing on Channel AKA, do they really believe that music is their calling? These times, I know a good percentage of them got at least 5 A*-C grades in their GCSEs. You have the brains. It's not over for you yet. Try maths. You got an A in that. You could actually become quite a successful Investment Banker. Or try a language. You got a good grade in that. I mean, you could become a professional translator. It's not only celebrities that are successful. The richest man in the world is the CEO of a telecommunications company. The richest woman in the world is the daughter of the Wal-Mart founder, Sam Walton. Okay, yeah, she was born into wealth, so maybe that's not the best example. But look at Oprah Winfrey, she's extremely successful. Last time I checked, she wasn't a singer.
What I'm saying is, don't turn a blind eye to your real talents because they don't seem as exciting as another. Stick with your real talents, and nurture them. Don't try and make new ones. You'll just end up looking a fool. I'm not saying you must limit yourselves. That would be silly. The sky is the limit. In fact, the sky isn't even the limit - there's been footprints on the moon. But it'll be so much easier to get to the moon if you work with what you've got.
This is too true! Hilarious :D
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