Freedove

                                                                     

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

PRLog (Press Release) - Dec 26, 2011-

American Funk N Soul singer Freedove is slated to perform on Russia’s TV2, December 26, 2011. The talk show will be profiling the artist’s tour of Russia, discussing her upcoming music project, “After The Fire” and her plans for the New Year as part of their annual holiday special.

TV2 recently filmed footage of Freedove’s live performances as well her visit to the Department of Foreign Language where she shared in holiday festivities with some of Russia’s brightest students. The interview will air on TV2 live, December 26th, 2011 and will be rebroadcast on www.tv2.tomsk.ru

The vocalist recently performed with 2 time Russian Grammy winner DJ Smash for Teatro’s 4th Anniversary bash. She has also shared the stage with renowned Russian singer and producer, Philipp Kirkorov and loaned her voice to various recordings with Duran Duran, Coati Mundi, Infinity, legendary house music producer Nicky Siano, and others.

Her EP, ‘Flight of the Freedove’ as well as her most recent single, ‘The One’ can be found on iTunes. http://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/freedove/id367556235

More information on the artist and her music can be found at http://www.freedove.com

For bookings, media, and press inquiries,

Contact: music@freedove.com
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Last week I was observing human nature and how sometimes, even the ones we love or trust can be consumed with contempt or jealousy when we began to walk into our own sense of happiness and personal success. The more I toyed with ideas I began to realize that all darkness is the absence of light and how for as gifted and beautiful an angel Lucifer was, his fall was due to envy, jealousy and the quest for external power. All the while forgetting how great he was and instead succumbing to fear and powerlessness.

This is the first draft, and a working title.

Three solemn words with a finger’s twist
Such pretty wild cards in your game of whist
Strange occupation,  a vicarious view
fascinated that it won’t be you
keep em closer than a  Judas kiss
a heartful of meekness was hardly your sin
ill-fate condition, yeah you’ve got it bad
 denounce the freedom you wish you had

A river of lies
Drowns all your dreams
hell’s sweet insanity
becomes your reality
and what you despise
is just what you need
in case of emergency
you better find your wings

Drink your poison while its boiling hot
Covet all the things you wish you’d got
Do a dirty deed, a smile seals the deal
Harder the target, sweeter the thrill
Who needs lemonade, when a lime will make do?
Pity what those eyes of yours made of you.
What those eyes of yours make you do.

A river of lies
Has drowned all your dreams
hell’s sweet insanity
becomes your reality
and what you despise
is just what you need
in case of emergency
you better find your wings

short on time,
but its not too late
to find some paradise
just dont wait…
til hell freezes over
til hell freezes over

A river of lies
Has drowned all your dreams
hell’s sweet insanity
becomes your reality
and what you despise
is just what you need
in case of emergency
you better find your wings

in case of emergency
you better find your wings

©Freedove Music 2011

“I wrote Satisfaction in my sleep. I had no idea I’d written it. It’s only thank God for the little Philips cassette player. It was a miracle. I knew I put a brand-new tape in the previous night and I saw it was at the end. Then I pushed ‘rewind’ and there was Satisfaction … and forty minutes of me snoring. In Satisfaction, I was imagining horns trying to imitate their sound to put on the track later when we recorded, but we didn’t have any horns.”

“I was only going to lay down a dub. The fuzz tone on the guitar came in handy and had never been heard before. Next thing I know, we’re listening to ourselves in Minnesota somewhere on the radio, ‘Hit of the Week’ and we didn’t even know Andrew had put the @#%$& thing out. I was mortified. As far as I was concerned, that was just the dub! And I learned that lesson-sometimes you can overwork things.” Keith Richards, Life-on songwriting

Taken from http://iamfreedove.blogspot.com

It is 11-11-11, Arina’s birthday. Just as I performed at Teatro’s Grand Opening night 4 years ago, I will be doing the same at Makao’s Grand Opening in a few moments. I am in the lounge area. Polina and Arina are with me and they are pumped and smiling and in the back of my mind I’m thinking about the sleep I didn’t get and how I wish I had one more day before the show. Rehearsal, soundcheck, a meeting and the show was a lot to put into the day with just two hours of rest and no time to adjust. But due to time constraints, that was what I was dealing with. The train just keeps on moving. I peek into the main room and the place is packed with barely any room to stand. I start to gently warm up my voice and pray for a good show, that somehow God would intervene and let everything go smoothly. The excitement of the audience as I am introduced excites and charges me past my jet-lag and onto the stage.

I address the audience briefly and after the first note is sung, its like riding a bike. I can’t express how amazed I am that my voice is as flexible, strong and relaxed as it is given my lack of sleep. The reception was overwhelming and I am still wondering where all my energy came from. The human body is amazing! And so was the crowd.

That moment when you and the audience are locked in harmony and music is the common denominator is always such a sacred moment to me. I am never not in awe of this. By the end of the show I am no longer tired. I am wired and amped with no desire for sleep.

My sleep schedule was zany before I left New York and now I am a day ahead and haven’t had much sleep, maybe 2 hours at most. Seems my body refuses to sleep at night even though it is tired. Its done the opposite and gone into overdrive. So lay in bed in some altered state in which my eyes are closed, my mind is racing all night with thoughts of solid slumber and though I am physically tired, my body simply will not sleep. Its quite a conundrum to be in as sleep is my best friend and I’ve never had insomnia despite being an experienced traveler.

I then make a strange observation. My clock appears to have reset itself the next morning. Could this be affecting my biorhythms? Possibly, but its not the clock. Daylight savings time has been permanently suspended by Russian president Medvedev citing its harm to farm animals and the psychological effect is has on humans adjusting to the set back each season. So the sun rises at 9:30 AM and it sets around 5:30. http://rt.com/news/daylight-saving-time-abolished/

It being pitch black at 9:30 AM is not helping the cause.I ponder for a moment what it must be like to go to work when its dark and leave work when its dark. Then I realize that as a singer and performer, that’s what I commonly do.The mind is entirely too busy. I wonder what it is like to sleep eight hours on local time. Unfortunately, I will not experience this for some days to come.

Change is good. It’s wonderful when you surrender your fears, pain and concerns over to the Divine only to find that all you needed and had want for was there waiting in the arms of grace. The Bible says that we have before we ask. The game of life is really sometimes very simple.

It is when we began wandering around in the murky waters of doubt that we experience chaos and confusion in our lives. If and when we truly surrender to faith we can find that even in our most painful experiences can be found comfort and peace. The peace that passes all our carnal and physical knowledge. Surrender. Give the Universe an opportunity to act on your behalf.

©2004 Freedove

Yesterday, I was going through my news feed, and then I signed onto my mail server and unfortunately both sources were just crammed with bad news. I thought wow, what if someone really needed a good word and this was all they saw? So I did a search for good news on the net. Needless to say, there were not many sources. So this idea was written from the perspective of someone looking for hope and realizing that if it were up to news feeds, blogs, and television, one would think the good in this world is non-existent amidst all that’s wrong. Its a rough draft but wanted to share anyway. Hope you enjoy it.

I could really use some good news

a viral blog post, video.

feed me something please

To counter the madness

running rampant

on my screens

that’s incessantly feeding me stories

vile and obscene

while my future dreams silently

scream out to me.

i could really use some good news

To quell the roar of life,

of heartwrenching moans, a static broadcast

of cries in the night

anything that says

everything is going to be alright

for once, nobody loses

we all win in this life

show me something to remind me

that God is still alive,

and is listening with a solution

or, at least, a bearable plight

it would really be good news

if man went back in time

without resurrecting  hate, slavery or bigotry

greed or selfish desires

if a child’s innocence was no longer an evil man’s prize

if food and water were not a privilege, but a human right

if there was more than enough to not only survive, but to thrive

RSS feed me some sustenance for thought

no vignettes of jealousy, hypocrisy,

of fear, pain or war

in fact, share none of what’s already been

seen outside my door.

no smh, lol, or rolling on the floor

at dirty deeds said and done,

no more ubiquitous lore

feed me answers, prevention, panacea and cures.

please feed me some hope

so that I can stand and endure

no accounts of clergymen denying their faith,

suburban meth chronicles

or an unoccupied state

of sons ending a father’s life

without shame or care

while a mother must sell her child

for a meager square

but every once in a while,

well,  if only for a day

it would be great to contemplate

the good in this place

that’s assuming there’s anymore,

to behold anyway…

if not, that explains why we now got hell to pay

you see, I don’t need a popular trend,

or a recycled news flash

i need to know where heaven on earth is

and how to get there really fast

i need to know the hearts of men aren’t

all fraught with pride and sin

that there’s a chance

we can find our way back to peace again

but until then…

i could really use some good news

a status update, an inspiring post to read

anything that counters the chaos on my screen,

telling me tales of wicked hearts and unspeakable grief

where dreams die in news feeds before they have a chance to breath

somebody-bring me some good news please

© 2011 Freedove

The holiday season for as long as I can remember, has been the time when families come together, celebrate the birth and life of Christ, make amends for any misdeeds done during the year, share gifts and meals and reconcile with estranged loved ones. Unfortunately, for some, those gestures are forgotten soon after the holidays have passed.

Christmas takes on an entirely different and quite serious dynamic for children-and I believe they should be afforded the fantasy and wonder that the magic of the holidays can bring. There is the imminent visit from Santa, the patriarchal figure of Christmas, who rides a sleigh from the North Pole, pulled by reindeer distributing gifts to all kids who were especially good that year, i.e; obedient, well mannered and in some regards, academically exceptional. Children around the world wait with bated breath for Santa on Christmas Eve night, leaving gifts of cookies and milk for him, in the hopeful anticipation that Santa will have read their wish list and deliver to them the toy(s) they so anxiously and impatiently desire. Of course, he never shows up while they are awake. But in the morning when they arise, they find that the cookies left for him have been eaten, presents are gift wrapped with bows under the tree, and their once empty stockings adorning the fireplace are newly filled with assorted candies.

To say that the holiday season is filled with Christmas trees, bright colorful lights, candles, egg nog and Christmas carols and is to many, the most wonderful time of the year, would be a gross understatement. And that is without factoring in the New Year’s Eve celebration.

So it was rather strange and alarming even, for some to learn that I would be spending the entire holiday season in another country. The correct perspective would be that, for me this is nothing unusual. When I was a young kid, though my family celebrated the holiday, my mother was completely forthcoming in dispelling the myth of Christmas and Santa Claus for me. She taught me that gift giving was not indicative of the true spirit of Christmas, for their were children around the world who were also good kids still not as fortunate as we were to have toys during the holidays and that God loved them just as much. Thankfulness, charity and praying for others less fortunate became a ritual not just at Christmas but year round because, as my mother taught, the true meaning of Christmas was the gift of life and salvation made through Christ’s sacrifice.

From the time I was 17, I was on some stage for most holidays esp New Years or Christmas. It was not unusual for me to be getting on a plane Christmas morning leaving my family bcuz I could only spend 2-3 days with them but had to be back on stage or the road for the holiday. Though I knew I was leaving due to a professional obligation, I still felt the subtle guilt that I would not be participating in the holidays equal to everyone else. So the holidays were always associated with me rushing to get gifts sent out before the holidays, finding the perfect or ideal gift that would compensate for my absence or somehow pardon my misplaced guilt.

It wasn’t until a few years ago when I had some extensive time off to spend with family during the holidays that I realized the person I became and strove to be spiritually didn’t ideally fit into this holiday custom at all anymore. The pressure and imposition of the holiday seemed redundant and excessive to me and filled me with resentment and stress instead of freedom and love. I thought, is this supposed spirit of the holiday only relevant and vital during this season? What do ppl do the rest of the year with their good cheer? I realized that for me personally, the practice of giving thanx, gifts, and the sharing of myself with those I love were best done on a regular basis, freely and without obligation. A daily practice, not just a seasonal imposition. When this thought was juxtaposed with the facts that Christmas isn’t even Christ’s birthday, Santa had nothing to do with Christ, my epiphanous light bulb lit up brightly. I knew that to fully celebrate what was meant to be a sacred holiday, I must worship God in spirit and truth. My truth.

So, this year, there is a complete shift, one in which doing what ultimately makes me happy and putting my needs above foreign expectation (pun intended) is paramount and necessary. While I love my family and wish them a joyous holiday it feels great to be in Russia, without the pressure to participate (aside from any performances I may give), to focus on my spiritual path, listen, just have a time of relaxation, take in a new experience, and absorb a peaceful intimate journey. As I near the end of what is continuing to be a wonder-full year, my prayer is to find ways to better myself, contribute to making the world a better place for all to live in, as Christ did. 

In the year 2011, with all of its blessings, challenges and revelations, the lesson that resonates the most for me is,

“AT ALL COSTS, LIVE THE LIFE THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.”

While I am connected to the whole of humanity, this is MY journey and no externally imposed dogma, beliefs, expectations or conditions serve me nor are they mine to bear.” We were all meant to experience our lives freely and fully in whatever ways bring us closer to the truth of who we are. And in that spirit, I would like to wish each of  you a happy holiday season and a fulfilling 2012. I pray it has true meaning for you and be abundant with the spirit of truth, love and joy.

Happy Holidays, Peace & LIGHT

Freedove