SCVN MANTRA CHANT

Let the light of true love,
beautiful dynamics of earth and above,
integrity, your values and mine,
the spirits of favour and greatness guide you.

Let it.
May it be.

Let no one diminish your worthiness or
your own thoughts and actions do so.

Let it.
May it be.

To settle not for less.

Let it.
May be.

May you never forget who you are.
As I remember always who I am ;

Let it.
May it be.

I am a diamond, goddess and love angel.

Let it.
May it be.

Composed by
Sandra Chinonye Vivian Nwadi

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My New Studio Recorded Song titled, ‘Do You Ever Think Of Me’

I’s working on two of my ow…n original compositions and afterwards, same day, in the evening. Yea, sometimes, one gets in to the ‘zone’ and gets into a creative-high, a serious lock down and makes love to music, poetry, fiction, painting, etc. Teeheehee. So, thought I share with you all and some radio stations.
Quite glad about what some radio stations and folks in two concerts I’d performed in had to say about it on air and in messages to me. I’m humbled. Someday, I’d share old original  recorded songs and also, recorded poems from years back done in Nigeria too.

*****The song, ‘Do You Ever Think Of Me’ was originally composed by Earl Burtnett and his Los Angeles Biltmore Hotel Orchestra in 1920 along with Harry D. Kerr and John Cooper who both provided the words.

My own attached song is a cover of the original but with some changes, twists to the melody and musical arrangements also created by me.

The music to my cover version was provided and produced by the amazing Enrico Pinna (also UK’s ‘Karnataka’ Rock band’s guitarist and vocalist), here in his London live and recording music Studio, Quadra on February 14, 2014.

I also wanted to add beats that sounded a bit irregular like a heart beat (broken heart) while attempting to bring in emotions in to the vocals and a little ambient, ethereal wave sounds to the entire song.  Then, laced it all with the keys, strings and the bass guitar.  Hope it worked.

Though the song is old (and my parents weren’t even born then. Imagine.) but it’s one of my favourite classics. I thought I’d share and hope the world likes this while I rework on my own original songs before I release them.****

This is me; one of my vocal ranges. That’s how I do sound. Hope it all pleases you too and butters your soul.
Click below and have a listen.

#WelcomeToMyPlayground

#HaveAGreatWeek

 

https://myspace.com/scvn/music/songs?play=1

 

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Lupita’s Amazing Speech At The Essence 2014 ‘Black Women In Hollywood Speech’

I wrote down this speech that I had no time to practice so this will be the practicing session. Thank you Alfre, for such an amazing, amazing introduction and celebration of my work. And thank you very much for inviting me to be a part of such an extraordinary community. I am surrounded by people who have inspired me, women in particular whose presence on screen made me feel a little more seen and heard and understood. That it is ESSENCE that holds this event celebrating our professional gains of the year is significant, a beauty magazine that recognizes the beauty that we not just possess but also produce.

I want to take this opportunity to talk about beauty. Black beauty. Dark beauty. I received a letter from a girl and I’d like to share just a small part of it with you: “Dear Lupita,” it reads, “I think you’re really lucky to be this Black but yet this successful in Hollywood overnight. I was just about to buy Dencia’s Whitenicious cream to lighten my skin when you appeared on the world map and saved me.”

My heart bled a little when I read those words. I could never have guessed that my first job out of school would be so powerful in and of itself and that it would propel me to be such an image of hope in the same way that the women of The Color Purple were to me. 

I remember a time when I too felt unbeautiful. I put on the TV and only saw pale skin, I got teased and taunted about my night-shaded skin. And my one prayer to God, the miracle worker, was that I would wake up lighter-skinned. The morning would come and I would be so excited about seeing my new skin that I would refuse to look down at myself until I was in front of a mirror because I wanted to see my fair face first. And every day I experienced the same disappointment of being just as dark as I had been the day before. I tried to negotiate with God: I told him I would stop stealing sugar cubes at night if he gave me what I wanted; I would listen to my mother’s every word and never lose my school sweater again if he just made me a little lighter. But I guess God was unimpressed with my bargaining chips because He never listened. 

And when I was a teenager my self-hate grew worse, as you can imagine happens with adolescence. My mother reminded me often that she thought that I was beautiful but that was no consolation: She’s my mother, of course she’s supposed to think I am beautiful. And then Alek Wek came on the international scene. A celebrated model, she was dark as night, she was on all of the runways and in every magazine and everyone was talking about how beautiful she was. Even Oprah called her beautiful and that made it a fact. I couldn’t believe that people were embracing a woman who looked so much like me as beautiful. My complexion had always been an obstacle to overcome and all of a sudden, Oprah was telling me it wasn’t. It was perplexing and I wanted to reject it because I had begun to enjoy the seduction of inadequacy. But a flower couldn’t help but bloom inside of me. When I saw Alek I inadvertently saw a reflection of myself that I could not deny. Now, I had a spring in my step because I felt more seen, more appreciated by the far away gatekeepers of beauty, but around me the preference for light skin prevailed. To the beholders that I thought mattered, I was still unbeautiful. And my mother again would say to me, “You can’t eat beauty. It doesn’t feed you.” And these words plagued and bothered me; I didn’t really understand them until finally I realized that beauty was not a thing that I could acquire or consume, it was something that I just had to be. 

And what my mother meant when she said you can’t eat beauty was that you can’t rely on how you look to sustain you. What is fundamentally beautiful is compassion for yourself and for those around you. That kind of beauty enflames the heart and enchants the soul. It is what got Patsey in so much trouble with her master, but it is also what has kept her story alive to this day. We remember the beauty of her spirit even after the beauty of her body has faded away. 

And so I hope that my presence on your screens and in the magazines may lead you, young girl, on a similar journey. That you will feel the validation of your external beauty but also get to the deeper business of being beautiful inside. There is no shade to that beauty.

 

 

 

Taken from:

 http://www.essence.com/2014/02/27/lupita-nyongo-delivers-moving-black-women-hollywood-acceptance-speech

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Pharrell is auctioning off his Grammys hat

Originally posted on The Marquee Blog:

Since the Internet loved Pharrell Williams’ Grammys hat so much, the artist has decided to sell it for a good cause.

The eye-catching accessory spawned a slew of memes during the 2014 Grammy Awards, when Pharrell rocked the Vivienne Westwood-designed cap from the red carpet to the stage.

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Each Frame Tells a Story: An Interview with Sherlock Cinematographer Steve Lawes

Originally posted on Mary Jo Watts (mid0nz):

By Mary Jo Watts (mid0nz)

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Photo of Benedict Cumberbatch (L) as Sherlock Holmes, and Steve Lawes (R) by Robert Viglasky.
Used with permission.

I’m hopelessly, obsessively besotted with BBC Sherlock. It’s impossible for me to temper my enthusiasm for Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss’s modern adaptation. At 43 years old, I’m proud to call myself a unabashed fangirl of the show and to count myself among the millions of others who comprise its global fandom.

It was when I watched the credits roll on The Great Game, season one’s gripping cliffhanger, that I realized I’d become utterly immersed in the Sherlock universe because of its stunning visuals. Part of the plot of that episode has to do with a Vermeer painting and it delighted me that a pivotal scene had been lit in homage to the Dutch master.

Those credits revealed to me that it was cinematographer…

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Nick Cannon Covers Bleu Magazine, Talks Life After Lupus Diagnosis (PHOTOS)

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How many young men get to actually marry their dream lover from the poster in their bedroom? Slim to none. But Nick Cannon has continuously defied the odds on his quest to building an empire – marriage to Mariah Carey included. So Bleu Magazine’s decision to celebrate the big man on campus on their latest issue is a pleasant treat.

During the accompanying interview, the mogul in the making discusses the role of family, new business ventures, his ever-changing style, and triumph over his chronic battle with Lupus.

For the shoot, Nick was styled by Nigerian-born Ugo Mozie, whose work has been seen in a number of publications, most notably on Chris Brown. And dare we say it, Nick looks pretty damn dapper.

Check out some excerpts from the interview below.  

Nick-Cannon-Bleu-Magazine-March-2014-FAB-Magazine-3The celeb closet he would raid in a New York minute: 

“Sinatra back in the day had effortless…

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REVIEW: TINA’S SHOES AND LOVE ISSUES (Parts 1 and 2 – An audio fiction series)

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You should grab for yourself as I did, a huge glass of some cocktail with a splash of vodka, some ice cream; I’d generously mixed it with pistachio nuts, caramel, Oreos and chocolate chips. In between sips, scoops and little chunks of beef lasagna, I listened to the part one and two of these audio series. Such shameless foodie and Art lover, I know.

 

These audio series got me entwined, glued and locked down almost surprisingly.  I listened to a few minutes in part 1 during some journeys but completed the part one and two at home. I couldn’t ignore the fact that I wouldn’t be satisfied until I finally listened to all of it.

 

In a few simple words, the story is about Tina, a competent and established fashion designer living in Lagos who gradually finds herself mixed up in romantic, annoying, challenging and sometimes hilarious issues of life and love.

 

To understand it all better, how it all began and ended or what happened to all the characters, it will require your curious minds and ears to the entire story. I will be a little generous and give tiny, little snippets in the audio series below,

 

          “When I got to Mr Johnson’s office, his wife was there. All ninety pounds of her! Burning the place down filled with…

 

“I did the moonwalk out of his office and back into my car”

 

“He has my N200,000 for the last set of shirts delivered and I have to get it off him before madam turns him into mince meat.” Tina said.

 

“…I remember Mr Gorgeous… What if he has the brain of a goat, a complete looser with an amazing, hot body”

 

“Her hellos, got hit by a fast car and died. I wasn’t going to respond’’

 

“What do I owe this call… aha, so who is the unlucky fellow…” Deji said

 

“ …And please stop with the maam… just call me Miss Tina”

 

“…I still sponsored Jojo’s last music outing… I can’t be fighting with a small girl… I can’t have a broken home… I’m fifty-seven this year, all of that rushed to me when I spoke to the lawyer…” the Senator’s wife said.

 

 

The recurring and entire thesis of the author’s plot and Tina’s life about love, wishes, thoughts, her strong beliefs, business and challenges are built upon one another for the whole audio series. Layer by layer, the story unfolds and allows us to take a journey with the both the author and the various characters through their rigmaroles and challenges in life, the quirks associated with each person in the story.

 

On a personal and yet, unsentimental note and level, I found the characters absolutely believable, engaging and ‘persuasive’ in the way that drew the listener or audience into their story and behaviour. The plots effortlessly deconstructs into an invisible but pictorial mind view as the audience listens.

 

At certain times, I felt like replying some of the characters and when I had a break in between the series to do some volunteer jobs in parts of Hammersmith and Notting Hill in London, all I could think of where the characters.

 

They went with me all through  my journeys from Hammersmith to Roehampton to the tube station in Victoria to Notting Hill yesterday, the 18th of February.

They haunted me! All of them in the series haunted and urged me to plug back in and listen to it all to the very end.

 

So I did.

 

Perhaps, it is just me and yes, varying forms of Art like these fiction series and even science does that to me. It would persuade me to delve into reading, creating and researching. Immersing, submerging completely within it all.

 

So again, I did listen to the end.

This proved to be worthwhile.

 

Joy Isi Bewaji, the author,  does a fine, fluid, architectural job of constructing a story and plastering it with unforgettable memories on the life of the protagonist and little, sub plots involving other characters. It is indeed like a built mansion, that promises to look beautiful for years and even when one comes back to it, it still looks beautiful- feels solidly good to listen to. It’s is the listener’s emotions and what she or he takes away from listening to part one and two of the series that enlightens such a mansion.

 

My favourite part of this audio series was during the epic struggle and when the perfume was brought only for the woman to scrutinize the gift as though searching for criminal evidence.

 

I loved the soundtrack used. It’s all original music too! The track by Nigerian artistes M-Trill and Rraz  is titled, ‘Loose’ and also produced by Bigfoot.

The perfume mentioned in the story weirdly reminded me that my own perfumes were almost finished and I needed to hit up the malls.

 

My least favourite  or rather, worst character had to be Ben. The very one with a horrendous gutter for a heart and shredded paper for a brain.

Jojo, another character reminds me of floating, emptiness of the mind that unfortunately thinks itself enriched.

There were times, I wanted to just magically put Ben and Jojo of course in a ‘no-returning to earth’ spaceship.

 

I dream and wonder what would happen to the Senator’s wife in future, perhaps, a challenging twist towards Tina’s love for shoes and fashion designing if possible, in a part 3 of the audio fiction. If there would be any.

Sometimes, I wish I could see the face of the secretary and listen to her thoughts at night after she was sat upon and almost strangled by a ninety-pound pound woman. Phew!

Secretary or not, I would sue. Maybe, cook up some law suit and shake her up. Then, maybe settle out of court.

The story got my imaginations taking a cruise round the streets of London and right into the crazy Lagos life. Ikeja axis and Okokomaiko just kept creeping into my thoughts too.

 

I believe all types of readers would enjoy this fiction especially from the ages of seventeen to over fifty years. The hilarious and romantic aspects of the plot will certainly leave the listener with more than their own expectations. The plot resonates with what life brings to certain people’s table.

 

 

This is a great work of art for anyone who wants something a bit different from all that has been laid out in the past and yet also wants something absolutely credible and relatable. If you are such a person and know some others, then you go for it.

 

Right now, I truly wish (you know that entertainment and media company I own in my head and heart for years) I could develop this fiction into a movie or TV series- that is how thoroughly satisfied I was and how hungry the inner walls of my imaginative, creative mind got rumbled.

 

Have a listen to parts one and two.

It is quite promising!

 

 

Written by

Sandra Chinonye Vivian Nwadi

@sandranwadi

 

 

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