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Wednesday, April 16, 2003

Belly Dancing @ Mangos?!

What is that you say? Illpoets.com’s own Melanin belly dancing at Mango’s?! You say she had the male audience captivated?! Dude, anybody who was there knows the deal… Melani is one of those sistas that women give props to, like, “You’re right, she’s gorgeous…yes, she has a very nice body”. Saying Melani could get it, is an understatement…in fact, she’s heard all types of commentary from all different types of dudes, I’m sure, so I won’t take it there. I just want to say that she has one of the most beautiful complexions I’ve ever seen, and I’m single :o) Seriously tho’ (like I wasn’t serious before…Melani, call me…for real :o) LOL), she did her thing. I didn’t know that she did the belly dancing thing. Very nice to know. Oh, have to tell you how her homegirl Courtney played the percussion effect from Sade’s “Cherish the day” on the backside of her guitar, and even sang it…well!
Some may know that I hate remakes, or people fuckin’ up classics. Seeing as tho’ Sade is @ the top of my industry “…could get it” list, I don’t like to hear any Sade remakes, although admittedly, Les Nubians did their thing with the “Sweetest Taboo” remake. Anyways, shorty then proceeded to sing an original song that was utterly dope. I mean, I can’t express how ill that song was; and her voice…! She has the “it” factor, man. If I were an exec, she’d have been signed that night. When I hear things, if they are really strong, I don’t just get the imagery of the piece…I get the drama that surrounds it. Like I’ve heard songs and envisioned entire videos. This song gave me the picture of a movie at its climax about two lovers…the rainy scene at the park where they first met, what are we going to do now type shit. Shorty was dope, for real. If you’re reading this, holla at me…we need to get our write on, for real.
Only reason I went out to Mangos was to support Kom for his feature. Almost faked out completely, as it turned out, I just arrived hella late. Wasn’t feelin well for a minute. Got caught up in that Platinum joint on UPN. It was a lot better than the premiere, although they are obviously jacking stories like Brown Sugar, Krush Groove, and the Puffy and J. Lo club shooting uncident. Scene transitions caught my attention more than the actual scenes in the premiere. Not too original, but I still dig certain aspects. Once it went off, I decided to make it down to Mangos to show love. Kom was on the stage when I arrived. Saw Femi before I rolled inside, kicked it with him about illpoets.com affairs. Heard I missed some wild shit, but I saw a lot of headz…Joe, Q, Jamel, Jarius, Metaphor, Kanniki, 13, Raq, Melani, lil’ Jordan, etc. I didn’t spit, but, all was good. Had fun talkin’ shit with Femi, Bru, Jamel, Q, and company after the joint ended.
*Oh, King Cipher took the flicks of Melani at Mango’s, so I may be able to put some flicks up for ya’ll…

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