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Yum, Yum and I found a new toy! (come see my first show @ BB atx Nov 8th)

Monday Brunch in Austin is Awesome!

this months 002 baby!

it’s my first full page....Thanks homie!

http://www.002mag.com/mag/current/pages/hi_res%20(87).html

check it out, son

Just about the best magazine ever... Put out by the Ice Cream Man and his crew
The article on Kool-Aid Pickles....delectible!                                                                                                       NH5D!  I’m in training right now.

Check out the pdf of it.   Oh yeah and I got an article in that bia too!                                                                          Chala

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How Fun!  Chron.com asked Houston artists do a  blog before their shows at sxsw08!   Pretty rad, here’s mine....

SXSW Q&A: Shina Rae

                                      Q. Tell us about yourself.

..TR> I’ve been in Houston for almost 7 years now. When I first got here, I was fortunate to tune into 90.1 and 91.7 and find some rad programs, which is where I found out about shows that I wanted to see. It’s how I started meeting producers and artists in the city. After I recorded my first couple songs here, other musicians started to want to work with me. I love to collab with different artists, and I’ve been welcomed on tracks with great talent, so that’s a total blessing. On my latest project I’ve got a track from Joe B, Dizmo, but the majority were produced by Traey Hatch from Tierra Studios. That studio has really done alot for me, and all the producers did a great job with all the tracks. Really tho, I’ve sat in with too many people to mention them all, coz I’d totally leave someone out. But you know, if I’ve rocked the mic with you and your band, you must be dope!

Q. What genre is your music?

I don’t just work in one genre, I’m all over the place. I’ll sing or rap, whatever it takes to get it started. But, if my lyrics are really strong, and I want you to feel my emotion, I might hit an a cappella. And sometimes I like to slow it down and make you just wanna curl up with someone and, well, you know.

Q. Where can people typically see you perform in Houston?

I do shows here and there. Usually I put ’em up online on my MySpace. I just did a show at Speakerboxx at the Mink a few weeks ago that was tons of fun. But, I’m kind of keeping a low profile on doing too many shows. I’d really like to focus on a tour!

In between my performances as a singer/mc, I’m probably throwing a fashion show at Dean’s, or Jet Lounge, or Rich’s or who knows where! The next Bad Is The New Good show will be Fri June 13th y’all! And I’ll probably unveil my Chopped n’ Sewn line of reworked t-shirts in late April somewhere.

Also, every so often you can catch me on Soular Grooves (9:30 p.m.-midnight Saturdays on KPFT), or possibly another show, poppin’ my head in the door and hollerin’ at the peoples in radioland.

Q. What CDs/records do you have available for sale and where?

My EP, BWA, is out as a promo right now, so if you’re lucky, you might cop one at a random event if you see me. Or you can get online in various places and download my songs. If you Google me (just gimme a sec to laugh at what I just typed -- Google me! ha) you can find the house records on which I’ve been featured. Also in there, you might find a copy of a compilation I’m on called the Sweet Spot, with some other talented local female artists.

Q. Who are you excited to see at SXSW?

I’m looking forward to checkin’ out Lykke Li, Kid Sister, Floss and the whole Fools Gold crew, HeartsRevolution, Lies in Disguise, Klever. I was really hoping to see Crystal Castles but I think they’ve cancelled. El-P, Bun B, Devin, the IHeartComix/Mad Decent show is gonna be bangin’. The boat party Fat Tony and I will be playing at is gonna be sweet. I’m gonna be grubbin’ at Rachael Ray’s day party! There’s really sooooo much, I mean my Google calendar has so many overlapping parties it’s ridiculous.

Shina Rae performs 9 p.m. Saturday at Ninety Proof Lounge, 333 E. 2nd St.

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I seen life and I opened my eyes/24 years later, and I'm broken inside/... Who the fuck am I?/ They tell me I'm supposed to trust the sky/Was given a name, injected all this shit in my brain/I'm still remaining to go through a roller-coaster of change/Friends evaporate, school don't mean shit after you graduate/Family members die at a rapid rate/Leaving you agitated, saturated in thoughts/Aggravated, all is lost, in one way or another/We all flawed, thinking we better/But I've been thinking we better get better/...This is a letter to all living/Giving my all written, regardless of color, gender, position and life religion.
-Katt Davis


Still such a huge inspiration to me. I wish I could just hear your voice one more time in person. I try put in your cd and play it but, fuck, a drench myself in tears every time. I hear your pain and I know where some of it came from, would that I could've done ANYTHING to take it from you. But I couldn't stay around in that environment. It was killing me too. I look back and think 'wow I could've seen myself marrying you', now I can't even fathom a functional relationship because I don't even know if anyone could live up to you. But I'll remember the last words you said to me. Let them be true, they've got to be. Do you see what I've been doing? Are you watching me? I know you are.
Come kiss me in my dream.
I love you.
I miss you.

I close my eyes, imagine me. I'm the air that I breathe. the shy that I see. I am free. I'm the breeze. I'm the wind. I'm the sand. I'm the ocean. I'm motion. I'm close and I'm far. I am the north star. I'm meditation. I'm a revelation. I'm revolution. I am evolution.  I'm the solution. I am confusion. I am conjunctions. I'm a conjecture. I'm a conjunction of independence in mass production.  I am reduction of substance I'm this instant. I am the future. I'm forever. I'm non-existent. I am wisdom am I am knowledge. I am music. I am fluid . I am lucid. I'm unexpected. I'm intrusive. I'm all collective. I'm introspective and extroverted. I'm unconverted. I' unalarmed and unharmed but still alerted. In these words I'm unconcerned with these concerted configurations. I'm the duration of time.  I'm the derivations of rhyme.  I'm... I'm.... I'm  .I'm still mine.

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So I don't make a habit of stayin up til the sun rises, let alone til 5 the next afternoon, and I was ready to give up at 6 am but I pushed on thru, and what a day it was.
Wow!!
If you tryna party like a rockstar, this is how its done!

Pregamin at PG was a good start to the night. Dan said "someone who looked a lot like you said, I'm sticking to beer tonight" YEAH FUCKIN RIGHT SHINA!!
After a few hienie's there we moved to the party. DJ FUNK (thank you for playing my jam baby) at Rich's. Oh hell YES!
I don't think I've danced so much in years. GOD I love ghetto house! Dance mania- what? I must've been on fire too, coz I had girlies dancin on me and givin' me numbers. Again, I love booty house! To all the guys I pushed away: sorry you can't rock with me to tha FUNK. Only the chicas. haa
Anyhow, if you saw me on the dance floor I'm sure you'll agree I was workin it out! But around 2:30ish my ride wanted to leave early. I wasn't done dancing, so I stuck around and got a ride with my POC Crystal Lee.
When they finally turned the lights on, we had to find the next spot to reek havoc upon. What better spot than the roof of Notsuoh? Despite getting my sparkle shoes stuck in the roof repeatedly, it was the perfect way to come down (or calm down) after my favorite kind of workout.
One of the girls who had given me her number wanted to hang out still so, after I figured out where the fuck she was, I gave her directions to the afterparty. Right as she showed up John Powers and I were on our way to walk over to his apartment to, um, change our mindstate. I told her I'd be right back. Sorry Allie.
Once we made it back to Notsuoh's I asked Clee how late she planned on staying.
she said "4:45"
I said "it's 5:15"
Onward!
Well shit, what do normal people do at 5:30 in the morning?
Run? Walk dogs? Play tennis?
Cool.
Let's go to Pak's and get some beer then.
Yup, 5:30 in the morning Clee and Cara desend upon the lone guy at Pak's and, after about a half an hour, they emerge successfully with 3 stolen Coors Lights. (btw they only stole them coz the Pak's guy told them too, since he wouldn't sell them to them- the ladies aren't actually theives) 4 people, 3 tall boys in a bmw that clee is driving like a bat outta hell, on our way to a parking lot.
The parking lot had been demolished.
To the park then.
The sky was just starting to illuminate from the suns approach, but we were still in it to win it.
Well, the other ladies were, I was calling Curtis to come scoop me while he was in the neighborhood getting breakfast.
I said I'd call you back in 5 Flurtis (that's Flaky-Curtis), but you didn't answer. What happened? Now you've set me on a course for distruction! Oh LAWD!

Right, right, the park.

Cara kept trying to make me drink, and I did say I was only gonna drink beer that night, but I couldn't hang with the Coors Light. Yuk! Crystal and Matt chilled on the bench and I pushed Cara in the swing then sat myself in the other one and swung while we talked about celebs we have, almost have or would fuck.
The sun's light was just now peeking thru to us and I'm sooooo glad I wore my sunglasses out to the club last night, coz they were definitely a god send at 6:30am!!
The convo could only hold my attention for so long, and I had laid down on the edge of the playground coz I couldn't hold myself up anymore, I drifted between a light sleep and consciousness. Matt had already succumbed to the park bench's flat bed like properties. I heard Crystal and Cara talkiing and I opened my eyes to try to rejoin the group, but they were no where to be seen. As I lay there on my back, I could still hear them talking, I opened my eyes again, this time without lifting my head, then I saw them, up in the tree.
"are you reallly in the fucking tree?"
Laughter!
Well I wasn't joining them in the tree, I prolly woulda fallen out coz I was so groggy. So I turned over, closed my eyes again and tried not to drool all over.
I dunno how long I was out, all I know was I heard whispering shouts from the tree telling me to get rid of the beer cans. Huh?
I sat up, confused, and saw the front bumper of a cop car behind this big bush.
SHIT!
Y'all gon' get me arrested, and I so don't wanna go to jail again! Espec not a freekin 7 in the morning, in my club clothes!
I grabbed the cans and started toward the trash can, but I knew if I walked them over this cop would prolly see me. I'm not a litterbug (and I don't care for people who are since they don't care about there own home) but I had no better option so I threw the cans in the bush and replaced myself on the edge of the playground quickly. And right as I sat down the next cop car came up from the other side. It's a female, great, now they've got someone to search us.
They tell us someone called and said there were drunk people sleeping in the park.
I was sleeping, but I wasn't drunk. And the girls were drunk, but not sleeping. We kept that info to ourselves.
Cara said we weren't doing anything wrong and offered them to search us.
UM???? WTF????
I shot her an evil look and said
'uh-uh' You ain't searching me for no reason.
Crystal apologized and assuaged the female officer saying we all live in the neighborhood (mostly true) and that we had gone to Matts and slept for a while then woke up early and came to the park this morning (there was an ounce of truth in that too). I told the officer it was light when we got to the park, making it leagal for us to be there as long as they didn't find the beer cans. The male officer was walking around the bush checkin' shit out. Cara said there was another guy across the way who was sleeping too and noone was bothering him. Good move, girl, Sorry guy sleeping. But it got the cop to walk away from the bush to go drive him off.
The female asked us if we were sure we didn't just come from the club? Cara said we didn't even like the club scene and we didn't do that type of stuff. Um, shut up Cara!
The officer asked us again, and made notice of my sparkle shoes, and the fact that my pants were unbuttoned. Damn! I guess it's a crime to have my button unbuttoned. I buttoned up and started walking to the car. Crystal apologized again and said we'd be on our way.
Duece!!!
And let's get the FUCK on!
We went back to Crystals apt. I washed my face and was ready to go eat breakfast.
On the walk we called Kenny to come film our ridiculousness.
It was 8am.
He didn't answer.
The message left was quite cryptic and involved an emergency which required a him to come save and film us.
We got to Empire Cafe and ordered 3 plates to share, 4 bloody mary's and 2 shots of vodka, coz after a night of drinking the drinks need to be strong right?
As we sat there in a daze at what had just happened. Crystal noticed someone sitting a table away from us. It was some guy she had blown off and, although she felt badly about it, she didn't want to have to have that convo after an all nighter so she decided we had to call her Jerrica, so that he wouldn't recognize her. lol I don't know how us calling her by a different name was supposed to help, but whatever. We decided we should all have stage names just in case. I was Stormer (she was Jerrica so I went with the theme), Matt was Drake, and I don't think I ever heard Cara psuedonym.
The guy never noticed Crystal. Another disaster averted. Whew!
Kenny finally answered one of the phone calls and after Crystal unsuccessfully tried to convince him to come by saying she had a gun to her head, Matt said let Cara try coz she's manipulative.
It worked.
He showed up and basically looked at us like 'fuck you for beinging me out here for this shit at 8:30 on a saturday morning'.
Crystal said "we need beer"
So we drove to Alabama ice house
9am. 10am. 11am. Noon.
A table full of various beers.
Kenny filmed our lame conversations for a while. We pretended to be Jewish New Yorkers then, Irish lasses, then I got coerced into singing. Like that's hard.
Crystal started talking to some guy Roy and decided to interview him on camera. He didn't speak english, and I don't speak spanish, but I understood everything. Infact I even talked to him for a while.
He told me that lesbians can get married in Mexico.
Word.
It was time to move on...
So we went back over to Crystals and changed in to swimsuits and got on the trampoline.


Stay tuned for part 2 of the story.....
Trampoline Hose fights and a pool party where my ex showed up.
Coming soon.

Surprisingly correct...