StreetcredMusic...This blog has followed a quote I heard many years ago..."Sometimes you must leap first, and build your wings on the way down". From nothing it has become a blog containing dozens of Indie artists. Follow me as I introduce you to them, from the place where they breed, New York City! ....and come with us as we document it on film!!

COVER: NYC


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Wednesday

StreetcredMusic: Songstresses, "Why I Left New York City" Pt 2.

 So many of the creative and talented women friends I gained through this blog, doing shows, making videos and a film, are now gone. Like in, they left NYC. In most cases priced out, by the cost of housing.

I asked a few of them if they would like to write about it here.
Some do, and I will be posting their words. Some will post their name, others want to do it anonymously, here's the second in a series...

Sarah, a songwriter, pianists and mom...
Pete, It’s been 19 months since I lived in New York City. I lived there for eight years. It would have been a decade this month, which means that if I’d never left I would be, officially, a real New Yorker soon. Instead, I became the person people roll their eyes at. I moved to Vancouver, Washington, with my baby and my boyfriend. Now Brooklyn becomes this weird blip, the place I spent my 20s. Leaving felt like getting out of a bad marriage, like I was “choosing happiness.” Like many New Yorker's, I spent years fantasizing about other lives, and months on different Zip Codes in real-estate apps. We had the Vermont phase, the upstate New York phase, the looking into visas in Berlin phase. What would it be like, to be an adult in not–New York? 


My music career? I was writing songs hoping they would be 'placed' and playing weddings and gigs for the corporations I disliked for making every business a cut throat campaign. I made my rent and then a bit more doing that. That's not a music life, it's a struggling existence. One of the last live gigs I had was packed, my tip jar paid me $83, a net loss of $200 for me, $200 was one ninth of my rent.

As it turns out, living elsewhere is exceedingly comfortable. Years spent in New York made it seem like a bad thing to choose ease. A weakness, a personality flaw. After all, if an easy life were something I was after, why had I spent so much goddamned time in a railroad apartment near the BQE? Had I internalized the values of the people around me, assimilated so much I’d forgotten what I actually cared about? 

  Living in New York was never a dream of mine like it is for some people. New York made realizing so many of my dreams possible: writing, love, and a child. Maybe once I got everything I wanted out of the city I was ready to leave. Maybe I made my contacts, got my contracts, memorized the subway lines, and then I was done. 


For more than a year I didn’t miss it at all. When images of the city flashed in my mind, it was like a montage of car exhaust, putrefying garbage, and hauling my ass up subway steps at the end of a long day. The word that came to mind was misery. And then it shifted. It was almost like my brain missed using all my particular to New York knowledge. I fantasized about walking certain pathways across town. I got butterflies thinking about that section of Rivington that doesn’t quite connect when you cross Bowery, or sliding into a table at a crowded coffee shop, right as it empties.
So I went to New York by myself, for four days.

I landed in JFK, giddy to be in an airport that felt like a spaceship, I ran off to find the subway, my subway.

“I don’t know how you do it,” I said to my friends at dinner that night — my old, dear friends who make me laugh like no other. What I mean to say is Why. But there was a bite to my comment, a bitterness. When I saw other women with babies strapped to their chest in carriers I got a flash of anger, like, No, I have a baby, or What are you trying to prove? It took me a few days to realize that my friends and these women were doing what I couldn’t, or wouldn’t — do. They were hacking it in New York. 

 I woke up the next morning at 6 a.m. — windows open, no air-conditioning, on an air mattress in the office of my dear friend’s Bushwick apartment — to the sounds of construction. It was that comically loud New York sound where someone is basically dropping a ton of cement onto something really clangy. The kind that makes you jump and laugh and scream.

 I can’t do it anymore. I’ve gone soft. What that means is that I’ll be forever living in not–New York, in a second-rate place with an in-unit washer and dryer. And that’s the cost — knowing that there will always be a city that has everything but that I can no longer take. There will always be a city to contend with, to compare to. It’s incredibly annoying, but hey, that’s New York....Sarah.

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Friday

StreetcredMusic; Songstresses, "Why I Left New York City"

So many of the creative and talented women friends I gained through this blog, doing shows, making videos and a film, are now gone. Like in, they left NYC. In most cases priced out, by the cost of housing... Enough from me.

I asked a few of them if they would like to write about it here.
Some do, and I will be posting their words. Some will post their name, others want to do it anonymously, as this first of many will be. I chose this one to be first because it reminds me of me, especially when she speaks of her behavior after she knew she was leaving, Enjoy!!
...."Anonymous" She is a songwriter, vocalist, and plays a mean flute.


Pete: Why did I leave?... because I forgot. I realized it when I started to question if I still wanted those same things I fantasized about having as a child. (Yes, that may even involve the cliché white-picket-fence scenario.) And that realization scared the shit out of me. Because I knew deep down, I did.

 I moved to New York because I wanted that feeling of independence forced upon me. Living in New York makes you fiercely self-sufficient, like you don’t really need anyone else. It’s very easy to forget that relying on others is not always the worst thing, and there's a lot more to life than just trying to build yourself up all on your own.

 I didn’t want to leave New York. Did it help that every time I told someone I was moving from New York to Ohio they'd just stare at me blankly?  I’d been making excuses ranging from “I’ll be bored” to “I hate Junior League” for not returning to my hometown since graduating high school. The truth is, after my mom died, I never thought I could ever be truly happy there again.


As far as my career in music, NYC only helped me to learn to struggle, and compete. I wasted so much time chasing things, my creativity suffered. But I did play lots, for not much money. Being on stage and thinking about your rent, sucks. There were some really fun times though.

Days leading up to my departure from New York, I noticed a huge shift in my behavior. I didn’t pedal as fast as I possibly could on my Citi Bike to make the light on West Broadway and Houston, since missing it means you have to wait at least five minutes.




For once, I wasn’t in a rush. I wanted to relish every single second of being in New York, a city that had become one of my true loves; I needed time to stand still just for a minute.   
   ..Did it take me leaving the city to finally feel calm in it? Maybe. And maybe that says it all. 

 It’s an entirely different decision to leave something you really love and feel grateful towards it. I have no idea if Ohio is my finish line -- but I know it’s the closest I’ve felt to it.

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(Just to add what I know, her rent was increased $300, and she still had a one hour commute to the city. She didn't have an adequate kitchen, which didn't sit well, since she eats healthy all the time)
 This is the first of a long series, I hope....

See Part 2::HERE!

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StreetcredMusic: Raffaella Daino, Pivirama, And A Closed Frontier.

I have been friends with Raffaella Daino for several years now. She lives in Palermo, Italy (birthplace of my Dad)  She is a marvelous musician and vocalist, and front woman for the band Pivirama


 Pivirama, a very creative and artistic group, you have seen their videos on my 'video of the week' several times in the past.

Raffaella is also a reporter. I have been following her work there as well as her music.
Reporting in Southern Italy and other parts of Europe puts her at ground zero for the decade long refugee crisis. She has posted footage and seen first hand the death and suffering. It has enlightened me, especially since the coverage here in the US of A is as non existent as our actions to help.

Raffaella in Syria
Pivirama released a music video that includes some of the footage.

Raffaella:
 "London, I’m calling. Is anybody there? I’m sending you a postcard, please answer me. Don’t look away. Listen to me. I’m begging you”.

These are some of messages written on the walls in Calais, France, near the border with Belgium, where thousands of migrants and refugees try to survive, whole families with very small babies, living inside tents in the middle of nowhere, in the snow and in the mud, hoping to get to Great Britain and join their friends and relatives, brothers and parents who managed to cross the Channel. But walls and boundaries are in their path. 

This is what I’ve seen in the displaced camps in the middle of Europe and it inspired me to write a new song and create a new video, I made it by myself for my new upcoming 4’ Pivirama album.
The video:: "Jungle, Frontiere Chiuse" (frontier closed)  
View Video HERE: 

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"because they're all afraid of me" it's an adult question, it wasn't the thought of this Syrian girl who carried with her a suitcase bigger than her around the refugee camp, dragging it between mud, earth and snow, Telling everyone that "she went to England"... taking this 4-minute trip, you will discover that even in Hell you can dream, smile, and above all survive.
When I saw them, I didn't understand how they did it.


 Everlasting thanks to Raffaella for exposing the inhumanity that is everywhere, in this horrifying time. 
...The new album from Pivirama is available; HERE NOW

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Wednesday

StreetcredMusic: Songs For Summer, June Swoon.

Summer is the hottest of the four temperate seasons, falling between spring and autumn. At the summer solstice, the days are longest and the nights are shortest, with day-length decreasing as the season progresses after the solstice. The date of the beginning of summer varies according to climate, tradition and culture.

Summer in the City: Video HERE

From 1966
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Video: "I Got You"

Le Meow
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 "It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside." 

Video: 'Afrikan Eyes'









Laura Falcinelli


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Monday

StreetcredMusic; New Album, 'Speechless' by Champian Fulton

One of the most missed used phrases from when I covered sports was "an overnight sensation".
Another was, that performance put that person "on the map"
When in reality that 'person' was doing great things for years. (in Champian's case vocals and piano)
Therefore I submit this about:
Champian Fulton's 'Speechless'

Champian Fulton
'Speechless'
...Is her third album in the last 3 years. The two previous works, 'After Dark' & 'Champian Sings and Swings'  leaped into the Top Ten jazz releases as soon as they were available.
Both solidified her place as a leading vocalist, pianists and defender of The American Songbook.
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In the culture of criticism that jazz has always been, in the eyes of many Champian has now become and overnight sensation, Ha!
Kidding aside though, this album has put her on the map, and will wash away any false doubts about her as a musician and composer. Speechless is filled with great charts.

Get it ::HERE!
'Speechless' is 10 original tunes, 50 minutes of pure joy, and takes Champian to a place where not many women have gone, not only making a mark as a brilliant vocalist but musician and composer as well. The album features the piano skills of Champian, with Adi Meyerson, bass and Ben Zweig on drums. Produced by, Marc Free.

Champian & me NYC
 'Speechless' is filled with solo's that are succinct, and all fit so well with the original chart, cause you know me, I don't want to get lost in a solo when a musician decides to reinvent the wheel. These original tunes express to me what I have seen in Champian over the years...A true love of what she is doing, and getting her message out with fun and love.

Champian is one of those performers who entertains by default. When you see her live she exhibits a joy and an atmosphere that makes the music come alive. So much fun to see her live, so GET OUT!

I'll be playing the entire album on my radio show, to the world, Thursday, April 27th & Thursday, May 4th. You can listen, 4pm, ET and 9pm, UK; HERE


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Friday

StreetcredMusic: Songs For Summer, The Beach.

Summer 2017, far from North Korea, there are beaches, peaceful beaches with music.
....for instance California, The "Island" of Kalen

Enjoy the Video:: "Island"


Kalen web site
....and Italy, the Mediterranean Sea, Ahhh, I'm In Love, by Greta Panettieri
Enjoy the Video: "I'm In Love" 


The 'Diva' Greta Panettieri
...and of course still further away, Brazil, 7,400 miles of beaches.
Where the Maestra of love lives...Ivete Sangalo
Enjoy the Video:: 'Dengo de Amor'

 About: Ivete Sangalo














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> "In the summer, the days were long, stretching into each other. Out of school, everything was on pause and yet happening at the same time, this collection of weeks when anything was possible."

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Monday

StreetcredMusic: Rock and Roll Hall of Misogyny

Really?
'My2cents'...I catch glimpses of the Rock & Roll HOF goings on each year, at their induction extravaganza, in NYC, when the Hall is in Cleveland.😀

It always, as do all corporate marketing campaigns, seems so damn male dominated. No surprise though, everything in America is geared to male gratification, the corporate world, advertising, education, politics, salaries, porn and yes, entertainment.

The "legends" and the "pioneers" are always men. The women are treated like, well, 'they were there'.
Well let me tell you as someone who WAS there too, that's is misogyny, in it's purest form.

Janis Joplin

In the 1950's at the Alan Freed shows in Brooklyn and Manhattan, the girl groups were as popular as ANY of the men, and put on better sets. All through the 1970's, the open air concerts, the women again drew large crowds and all the other artists would turn out to see them.

The woman above is the Queen of all Rock and Roll. Every woman today who stands in Front of a rock band, owes it all to her. She drank and did drugs, and bi sexual and was blackballed by networks and media for it, and was in some papers called a threat to American youth. Meanwhile the men who did likewise were revered by everyone in the music business as geniuses, explorers of the mind.

Video, Enjoy Janice, because she carried a::  Ball and Chain

When you saw her live, when she was done, so were you, you left the venue. Whoever was next was fuckin boring!


         ......On stage I make love to twenty five thousand people; and then I go home alone.

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Sunday

StreetcredMusic: Review, New Album From Tessa Makes Love

 When I first met Tessa Lena she told me she described herself as an 'experimental artist'
Well I think the experiment is over. She now is recognized as the #1 speaker of truth and projector of sanity, and a protector of our humanity over technology.

Humanity, she actually answers her phone!
 One hears artist say time and time again, "I made this album to get my message out, to spread the word". Then you hear songs of break ups and failures, and cats.
Tessa worked very hard and furiously on this album, to make sure the message that everyone needs to hear today, hits home, and it does.

I'm pleased to tell you two of her classic are included, 'Baby Robots, Come To Mama' and 'Soul Eaters' along with some remarkably 'sane' tunes like 'House of Stupid' and 'Before The Music Stolen'...and a dozen more to help you get through the crisis of 2017.

Tessa Lena, get the album HERE
 Tessa: 
  "Robots are people who live mechanically, without acknowledging their spirit, or the spirit of others. Also, literal robots brought upon by Taylorism and the like"
Tessa: Man-Eating Machine
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The driving and haunting melodies Tessa writes along with her vocal range from bottom of the staff to above it, give each and every tune it's own identity. The album is a fast moving look at who we are today, and gives us a vision, (if we are willing to embrace it) of what we have become.

Sanity and a Bravo!! for 'Tessa Fights Robots'

Follow Tessa: HERE on FB
!!you can hear a sneak preview of the entire album!! Thursday, March 16th, 
4PM, ET..HERE:http://rkc.noip.me/

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