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Tue, 10 Jul 2007
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| The Rebirth Of Lady Blues, International Blues Singer Jacqueline Amos |
When I think about the Blues Singer Jacqueline
Amos, I often reflect on the times of Cotton Club
Comes To Harlem with Lady Blues, Billy Holiday,
the reflection sends a light of the times of the
1940's, the horns that plays from the direct
spirit of Blues, and the sounds of the pass,
which reverts through the mike of Lady Blues
Jackie, this vibrant cry, take me to the cotton
club brings the applauds from the audience,
Jacqueline not only a literarily writer but a
composer who gets down and dirty at times,
singing the flows of which she refer to her
ancestors, the cries from the mike, my mama done
told me, I was a country girl, but I took a
chance on the silver meter to release my pain,
through this heroic symposium, of blues and
poetic compositions she let the world feel the
revolution of composition.
I'se Country Girl deep from the south pick plenty
of cotton and milked many cows, she goes into a
trans as she sings, release my spirit look out;
here comes the spirit that lives within, Billy
holiday presents, she sings as the sweat
surrounds the implementation of her brow, play
those down home blues she cries at the keyboard,
let me step out my form, and take on the presence
of the ancestors who brought me to a new form of
blues.
The southern blues is the style of lady blues;
her dynamic style portrays Billy Holliday, Bessie
Smith, Etta James, Earthier Kit," My man Doesn't
Love Me" Billy Holiday, and many exceptional lady
blues singers, her high light is differently
original, with that misty forte of blues
aesthetics " Many say she is the resurrection of
the past. Lady blues Jackie compose on the rhythm
of the bars of notes; the melody instantly forms
a historic symphony of blues. Lady Blues portray
the 40's in her conservatory of originals,
feeling the soul that lives within her, her vocal
style at times resemble Bessie Smith, and many
masters of the blues. Lady Blues also creates a
forum the back door blues.
Jacqueline inspirations were Billy Holiday,
Bessie Smith, Lenis Guess, B.B King, many
celebrities of blues, Jacqueline states I lived
around the components of blues, simplified
through the history of my family genes, I take on
a new preservation of modern blues and jazz, with
a touch of honey that sticks to my ribs, the
legends that lives through me, The symposium
preceded a performance of blues related to the
compositions of her poetry, the pain of pleasure
one might say sadistic in the format of
relevance, the association of pain and pleasure,
Lady Blues Jackie have been performing since the
age of 19 relating to the stories of her family
tree;
I think she is genuinely please to release the
sounds that are instill through birth, Jacqueline
speaks of her auntie Louise Corley, she perform
in the clubs of Harlem, which she has now passed
on, she speaks of the time when she watched her
auntie perform for her family, hoping that one
day she could do the same, her father a southern
a lover of music as well as her mother, it runs
through the genes, as well as her sister, but the
voices of originality presents the blues as she
was back in the 1940's as well as her poetic
compositions.
Mama Sings the Blues A Night in Harlem Black gals
with the greasy curl; High top shoes, black man,
with The platted suits, gold cuffs With shinning
puffs, Black gal's With Flower in the hair, Black
man, culture vise; Black power pride, sweet Black
jazz, with the taste Of Louie Armstrong;
Black man with the swinging Watch, laid out With
the conquer lean hair; Flashing lights,
cigarettes that Linger in the air, Playing that
black jazz Feathers in the derby hats;
Cotton club comes to Harlem; Play that black jazz
Billie holiday sings My man don't love me Any
more, as the horns Play, singing mama he Don't
feel my pain. Bill Robinson smiling, Blues
dancing, Josephine, royal, Black girl flowing
with her dance, Big bosom black gal, as she sings
the down home blues.
Black gals dancing The camels walk with fingers
pointing in the air; Charleston let mama sing;
The black girls throw their legs In the air,
playing that blues Come on down with the Mix,
mama done song that Black jazz, sweet incenses;
lets Get it own down here. Sweet smells of Harlem
Through The Back Door Aren't al dat, boys on the
band stand; boy play that horn, waiting for
de'nit to come, down with black boy blues,
playing for the white folks, back door to the
stage front, jazz my mind as I take a blow, white
powder enhance my flow,, high top pants, striped
jacket, collar turned up so, greasy hair, conquer
lean, white folks , white table cloths, playing
in the house, where the white folks go. Play that
jazz, play that jazz, play the blues, on de'
keyboard.
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| Artist Jacqueline Amos |
Artist - General Elements :
Name : Noumi Collections
Nationality : United States
Artistic Activity : Professional - Recognition
Level : Well known Masters
Artworks displayed : 83 Artworks ()
Type of works : - Design - Mixed Media - Painting
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Sun, 13 May 2007
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| PRESS RELEASE |
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For Immediate Release
A Poignant and Powerful Book, The Black Mans
Diary, That helps man understand the missions of
survival, leadership, self esteem, brotherhood,
and releasing the hidden pains, that lives within
the mind, understanding the history of black men,
and the achievements that goes hand in hand,
looking into the telescopic windows, revealing
the true and historical growth of who and what
the black men is, and the achievements that he
have accomplished, the good and the bad, but
recognizing the man as an individual, and not
stereotyping all for one, this book gives
historical synopsis of the power of progressions,
and the greatness that lives within, In this new
Millennium the resurrection of spirit, shall rise
to a New Millennium the new black man.
Brooklyn, NY – March 5, 2007. When the millennium
has surface the light, man will recognized the
true missions of its cause, Unity and forgiveness
of self, they will be know more darkness, he will
reclaim his natural place of hierologist as well
as leadership, he then shall return to his
natural habituate, there will no longer be
imprisons of captivity, man will reclaim his
rightful place, de programming the toxins; that
separates the King from the Queen, they will
understand the suffering of the cross, they will
recognize the nations of there seeds and come
full closures of the pain, nations upon nations
shall join, and the revival of its mission shall
not be disrupted he will be able to see from the
beginning and end this obtruded call earth, from
the whip to the burning bullet that names him, in
his millennium of black man. Brothers will then
sit at the table, Brothers of nations, and then
the blue print shall be discovered, and after the
light shines upon the east, of reticence and
avarice shall rise, the spirit of righteousness
shall balance with the soul,
Black Mans Diary, (Author Jacqueline Amos)
This book seeks not only to help you understand
men;
Through the ultimate achievements of man
documented in the blue print of survival, but
also to understand the diversity of human
associations, nevertheless it has been limited to
self, the knowledge to know, but never the wisdom
to apply. Ego’s of empowerment. A central theme
of the book includes strategies in how and what
man feels, that has been a calamity and the
misconceptions in how men think, the oppressor of
self esteem, but what society wants you to
believe that man has know control over his
perceptions of what it takes to be a man.
Jacqueline is a graduate of Medgar Evers College,
Degree in Education, and minored in Arts Education
Jacqueline Amos a publish Author, documented with
the Museum of Modern Art, Brooklyn Museum, Shum
berg Library Of Black Studies, Ethiopic Coptic
Church Museum, American Artist Association,
International Word Wide Registry, Harlem Gallery,
Harlem State Culture Building, John F. Kennedy
Performing Arts, Medgar Evers College Historical
Art Archives, Brooklyn Counsel Of The Arts,
Emerald Who’s Who’s Executives and Professionals,
World Wide Artist,
Humanitarian Award, Philippians and American
People,
Proclamation Noumi Arts (Borough President,
Howard Golden Proclamation from, (David A.
Patterson, New York State Senate, 29th District,
Bedford Styvesant Art and Culture,
Black Hero’s, Medgar Evers College Alumni
Jacqueline has been feature on many live
broadcast, the biography of Jacqueline Amos, City
College Round Table Radio, Bcap, The Biography Of
Lady Blues, Spiritual Train, T.V. The Biography
Of Jacqueline Amos Author, Medgar Evers College
Radio Part 1, Part 2, Black Women Artist, Mary
Umolou, Jacqueline Also completed Sound Track
with James Gasken, (Brooklyn Black Film Festival)
Preacher in the Movie Goodnite Mr. Charlie, 18
one women shows in Art, as well as poetry.
To order your copy of, the Diary of a Blackman
Let A Black Woman Speak
http://www.lulu.com/noumi
For additional information, Contact
Author Jacqueline Amos
Phone: 718- 455-0289
Email: jackieamos2@netzero.com
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| THE LAWS OF CREATIONS |
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The blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh,
Sanctuary Of creations, brothers and sisters,
ordained by the creat
Loyal to the cross, fears of know indoctrination,
the warriors that stand behind the blue print of
life justice cause, the followers of Allah,
God warriors of life, documents of creation,
death to life, under the proclamation creation
of All mighty God creator, images that comes
through the light, shall stand a justice cause,
in this ultimate of treason, shall man feel the
rapture of its intrusions, prepare for the new
ciphers melon of ebony attributions Words of
Psalms.
Books of darkness shall appear in the light of
conscious; the master of the Universe shall
return. Suppressed words are the source of
confusion; Censorship
shall not be voided, When the laws come from God.
Violations of Dignity shall not be erasing;
Dignity came in form of a man, and sealed
with salvation the creator grace and love.
Quarrelsome of forbidden fruits, the warriors of
faith, the parasites poisons shall not dictate
life in exchange my fate. I may fall, but dignity
shall be my balance I shall display. Qualities of
courage shall subside. Self determination shall
stand, self reliance the obligation; dignity
shall stand strong, laws Creations have no back
doors.
All must have reference to the blue print
ensemble of the world, and the compact truth of
the world, creations shall take a stand, in
this hurl Uris event, who have committed
treason to the cause
Life after death, the protocol call, prophets
of the proclamation of life; There shall be no
subject too pronounced genocide knocks at the
door,
All works shall illustrate the divine law of
creation. For noble tribes of nations, and coming
creations, breaking the seal
Of Satan protocols, for who so in milieus cause,
defend the un just to the protocols of life, the
books of creation, on noble servant of life,
summons by the spirit to break the chains of
darkness; the darkness rises above the sunlight;
The cold waters above my feet; The battles that
willbring me closure; The songs of my ancestors;
The dark gets darker, The soldiers walk upon the
night the chains of thought shall be broken. Rise
upon the strife, tribes that comes, must
Be nurtured upon this life, a toxin that flows
Through the vein shall be decoded before entering
The subdue of wombs, prophets that come, shall
Not feel the darkness of earthly wounds,
abomination Shall not over though the laws of
life summon by the almighty creator Allah our God
one, forsaken
the earthly.
Destructions shall fall upon the laws of
reproduction,
All must have references to change the bionic
Plague those toxins through the womb.
The carcass that clones the soul, the spirit
That cries to be release, and the seed that
Enters the womb, beware, the womb is the sacred
House of creation, Niles of the black tribe,
Poisons shall be terminated upon the seed
That breeds nations of un just tribes,
The seed shall follow the darken tribe
If the soul is not of God, and the poisons that
Breeds dark, shall be the pain of the holders
Who created the defected abdominal womb?
Creations is a blessing from God, every seed has
Its mission, to befoul the womb is to befoul God
Let your cause speak for your reform, the laws of
creations the laws of life, is sealed when God
whispered in your ear, I have given my only
begotten son, warrior savior of life.
What do you suppose will satisfy the Soul justice
law, the soul cannot live in the carcass of its
frame,
it shall self destruct in the name of creation,
it shall not hold,
The soul if it is toxin, an the mind slowly eats
away, And the darkness covers the heart, and the
wickless of the Demons that surface the heart, as
the maggots eat, The flesh after death, an the
pain of one self, without sleepless cause, watch
the image of self, slowly die
And the warriors that have lived upon the blood
line for 400 years, and sacrifice there seed, the
lamb of the limb, Oh selfish soul of the dark,
life that lives within man, the creations of his
heart, given by the grace of
the almighty God.
The seed of nations and tribes, the womb the
creation of life, as man defile its cause,
killing the DNA of warriors
Who return under the proclamation of creation law.
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| The Sanctuary Of Marriage |
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I give to you my mind and soul, I give to you
nations of my tribes, in life there is
temptation, but the love for you, I shall give
honor through all the tribulations of life, you
will be my Queen and I shall protect the house
that we have ordain, nevertheless the journey
that seeks before our door, I shall be the
warrior where know man shall divide, the
sanctuary of our love, there shall be no secrets
that I hide, we are one, and as long so, I will
be your ebony love, there shall be know division
in our house, I shall be the warrior and you
shall be the over severer of my house, there
shall be know venture upon this door, all I need
lives right here, the temple of my warmth and
joy, but we must remember that temptation
lingers, remember know one can break the
sanctuary of our house only if you give it away,
faith my wife, I may not have a million dollars,
and live upon a golden tower, but I have
something strong than the ivory tower, love and
honor my Queen we are one. the respect and love I
share for you my wife, is gold that is wrapped
upon this body, from head to
toe, a bounty that is written in Gold, I shall
love and protect you, you are my soul.
We must separate from the earthly things, I am
your friend, husband, lover, king, and I shall
hide know pride, we are one you the moon I am the
sun, the planets that circle around our love, we
shall build in our sacred place of love, there
shall be know temptation that enters our house, I
shall give you your flowers as long as your soul
lives within your house.
The blessings from God man and women, the
ordination came when I said I do, I take this
oath with commitment and honor, what God has
ordained no man shall erase, in times there are
good and times there or bad, but all in one, love
has been ordain, the power of love, the village
of creations, the foundation of stable, and the
holy matrimony that God has given in heaven, but
oh this ruthless world, that many stray,
commitment of one is a carious word of faith.
My Wife Nubian Queen, there will be others to
stray me from my house, but trust builds a just
that know man shall cross, I give all to thee, I
shall surround you with all your dreams,
remembering that all we trust is one, building
upon this vindictive world, hold on my Nubian
Queen, trust and motivate, our souls as one shall
conquer all of our dreams, I am the warrior of my
house, and you are the warrior of my soul, that
we shall walk the red carpet as one, I shall be
the balance of our house, faith my queen shall
build mansions, upon our frame, rise me to the
level of your king, many times I shall not
prevail in the time of your wants, but if you
believe in me, it shall be done.
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