KIRANDA.

ERMAHGERD guise.

i sing. i know i've mentioned this before.

i'm also recording an album.

and when i perform and tour, i want my bloggy friends to come rock out.

sooo...love meh.

here's a little vid i recorded with my zachary scott late one night.

it's an original tune i'd written a few years ago during a particularly rough relationship.

we're picking it up, dusting it off and making it shiny and new.

hope you enjoy :D

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"you're so ironic and whatever"

so i'm a musician. really, a vocalist. 

if you didn't know, i got my bachelor's in music (emphasis on vocal jazz performance)

so i kind of consider myself a badass vocalist who knows it all. 

(so not true...but don't tell me that. lol)

so this morning, when the packers called to tell us they were on their way i threw on some clothes and headed over to our storage unit. we cracked that baby open and the first thing i see is my guitar.

so feeling sassy as per usual, i made charlie take a few photos of me. 

and this friends, is my new inspiration for an album cover.

it's going to be an album full of breakup songs and i'm titling it something along the lines of 

Upheaval or Moving On or something lame like that.

gosh, sometimes i disgust even myself for how "weird musician-y" i can get. 

(in other news...i hate moving. bc these moving companies are straight idiots.)

steppin out to chi-town!

lace top: ROSS | tank top: f21 | jeans: torrid | white wedge heels (not shown): payless

this weekend i flew out to chicago to audition for NBC's The Voice. it was such an incredible experience! definitely something i've never done before and i can cross it off my bucket list. lol  

if you followed me on the instagram or if we're friends on facebook, then you were privy to all kinds of updates along the way.

surprise, surprise..i didn't make it through to the callbacks. and i was legitimately surprised. i sang "i can't make you love me" and sang it PHENOMENALLY. {no joke} and when the lady said she wasn't going to keep any of us behind, i think my mouth fell open. but *shrugs* this was never a case of "can i sing or not". i already knew that. i didn't spend over 100k and work for a short time as a working musician before getting married for nothing. ;)  that being said. i still LOVE the platform that The Voice is providing for other artists. i wanted to hug so many of the people who left the auditions crying because some of those people could actually sing really well. we had to sing in front of one person. ONE. and only a couple of them were actual vocal coaches. the rest were producers and a&r reps and people from universal studios. not really musically inclined. so...like i said. i know what i can do. lol

all in all, it was an AMAZING experience. i spent three days away from my babies..totally feeling a bit free and a bit sad at the same time. i met some super awesome and talented folks and i stepped completely out of my comfort zone. more like leaped out. because this was something i would NEVER have done. i wouldn't change it for the world. i encourage everyone to try something that terrifies you at least once. 

 in awe.

bright lights in the big city.

can you tell i was scared?

skyping with my babies. i almost cried.

i shake my head.

this is chris. he was my very first boyfriend EVAR. 9 years ago. lol  

we haven't seen each other in 9 years..it was a sweet reunion.

um. this man had a doll.

my "VOICE" friends. amanda- (i forgot this guys name. eep!)/his wife (her too) - and mbame. 

we were in line together for hours and we bonded instantly!

lines lines and more lines. we spent over 3 hours in line.

the line snaked around one building and spilled into the next.

THIS...woke me up and kept me energized and "lubricated" all day. 

i wish i could've made my own though.

did i mention there were lines? this was the line into the second building.

Mbame and I after the auditions. All smiles.

Then we went to outback and nom-ed our faces off!

did you know?

fuh.REAK.ing is an understatement!

i leave next friday.
 and in true fatteh fashion, i've been scouring
The Food Network and Cooking Channel for the best food places. lol.
priorities, people. priorities.

{from sept. gaaaaawd i was chunky}

in my own delusional, made-up world...

when i perform, i look/sound/SWAG like this:

lol.

operation rising star??

so i've got my makeup done, my glass of wine, and a song picked out. and in about fifteen minutes, the fam and i will load up the tuscon and head over to the community center and get ready for auditions for Operation Rising Star. nervous is an understatement! i feel like my stomach is so full of butterflies that it's gonna fall through my butt. 

earlier today i was practicing and ended up having a coughing spell that made me sound like a crazy smoker singer...not in a sexy, sultry kind of way. but in a "whoa lady, you have emphysema" kind of way. so not cute. but, kiranda- you ask- why are you nervous? don't you DO this for a living? didn't you pay tens of thousands of dollars to study this art? aren't you the infamous kirandashaune'? yea, friends. i'd like to think that it gives me a certain "advantage"...if you will. 

but what if it doesn't?

what if i've wasted a ton of time and money on singing aaaaaaand i get beat by some chump? lol this is SERIOUSLY my biggest fear right now. i mean, i believe i have a decent voice. enough to entertain. but to compete? yeesh. idk friends. 

but- if i DO do well {do do..lol} and i make it to the semi-finals...then i'll definitely need the help of my interwebz friends. i would need lots of support since it'll be televised and broadcast on the web and that support counts for 50% of the total score. but i'm getting ahead of myself. 

sooo...here goes nothing. eeek!