Alissa Feré 2015 EP “Song From Da Dugout” Artwork Finally Released

With less than two weeks away from my EP “Songs From Da Dugout” release, I am pleased to finally release the official cover artwork for my project to the public. The EP is expected to release March 21, 2015 via the Alissa Feré Bandcamp and Soundcloud music pages.

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Like many of my other projects, Briana Ragler was given the pleasures of handling majority of my visuals. Starting from taking on the responsibility of styling my creative persona to designing my cover of my first musical project, Briana, also known as recording artist Boutzie’, utilizes all her creative abilities to make sure Alissa Feré was ready for the world to take in. She was my photographer, stylist, and graphic designer.

Ayeee!

I’ve decided to take the Rebellious Rebel approach while working on my EP because Briana’s creative style is that “clear and clean” image I was aiming for that steers away from the average look associated with sports and hip-hop. I commonly see a more “rigid and rough” images used for things associated with both hip-hop and sports. Both are hard topics dominated by men, which I am not. So my thoughts for my project already being assumed as “hard” had to be challenged to seem more “fluffier” for Feré’s sake.

By creating a more cleaner representation for this project, I hope to promote interests that’s grabs the onlooker’s eye. I want my listeners to know from the moment they see the cover that there’s meaning behind being left in the Dugout for women. This clear and concise illustration captures the beauty behind what I believe this game we call love really is. It’s a cloudy, mysterious, dangerous, and very uneasy to understand, but it continues to be alluring, mesmerizing, and worth taking. Briana captured that we’ll in this very simply put work of art.

On top of it all, it’s very professionally presented. *applauds*

Along with the help from Baltimore artist FLuX, who’s the owner of the Baltimore brand The Dugout Dojo and the engineer of “Songs From Da Dugout,” I was ensured that each song would sound superb. I had no doubt about how my EP would turn out because listening to FLuX’s previous works, I was already blown away. (Listen to The Sky Is Blue by FLuX, here.)

The EP’s track listing is also finalized with six semi- complete songs ready for me to share.

  1. José (Liquor Talkn) ft. Boutzie (prod. Doowy Lloh)
  2. Rufus Bush (prod. mjnichols)
  3. Only You Ft. Quinn Shabaz
  4. Tonight (prod. Cmbeats)
  5. When The Stars Align ft. Leon Dominick (prod. Davinci)
  6. (Bonus Track): Pleasant Nightmares (prod. André 3000)

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Hide and I’ll Seek: Failure

Aston had to look at the TV screen now that he saw Mace.

“Everybody should know this girl behind me. She’s the most hated person in school. It’s Ms. Marcena,” The creep said with so much excitement.

Roxie looked at Aston but Aston couldn’t look away from the TV.

“I thought that you get mad when people call you Marcena?” The creep asked Mace. Mace just looked at him with no sign of emotion. The creep grabbed a knife and starting cutting through Mace’s arm. Mace cried out.

“Ms. Marcena. Ms. Marcena. Ms. Marcena. Does that hurt?”

The blood flowed down Mace’s arm and onto the ground. The creep started cutting through Mace’s other arm. Mace began to jerk around. She was trying to get out of the chains holding her but she couldn’t.

“Ms. Marcena, has anybody told you that you have a lot of piercings,” he said as he pulled up Mace’s shirt, which exposed Mace’s belly button piercing. “I think we should take away one of those piercings.”

“Is he going to rape he?,” Peace asked. Roxie just look at Peace and studied her.

“No Peace, I’m not going to rape her. I’m just giving Mace a piece of her medicine,” The creep announced. He grabbed some pliers from the table and walk toward Mace.

Mace tried to get out of the black chains. She jerked left and right to try to pull away from the creep.

Aston stopped looking at the screen. He couldn’t take it anymore.

The creep put the pliers on Mace belly button piercing.

“A lot of people say pain is pleasure,” the creep told Mace. He used the pliers to snatch Mace’s belly button ring out. Mace screamed and cried.

“Stop! Give us the next riddle,” Aston screamed angrily.

“Is that hostility, Aston? Ok, I will give you the next riddle but you’ll lose some time because of your rudeness,” the creep said. Aston stared at the creep on the TV.

“The key is on the table in the middle of the library. Here’s the riddle, find the person that thought it was cool when he reacted a scene from Not Another Teen Movie. If you know the scene, you will know where your classmate is. You have 3 ½ minutes.”

Aston, Roxie, Iggy, and Peace all looked at each other. They begin to think of what person reacted a scene from Not Another Teen Movie. Aston eyes grew wide.

That’s easy.” Aston said and then he ran towards the library. Peace, Iggy, and Roxie followed after him.  When they went into the hallway, the light was blinking on and off very fast.

Aston couldn’t even see. The lights were blinking on and off too fast. He though he was about to face an epilepsy seizure. Iggy stopped and almost fell to the ground.

“Iggy, we must run or we’ll run out of time.” Roxie told Iggy.

“The lights are bothering me. I can’t take it.” Iggy yelled.

“Obviously, you never have been to a club.” Peace uttered. She grabbed Iggy’s wrist and told him to close his eyes. They begin to run down the stairs. They were in the middle stairwell when they heard loud screaming through the intercom. Aston stopped in the middle of the stairs and covered his ears with his hands. Roxie stopped after Aston but Peace didn’t stop fast enough. She tripped on the step, behind Roxie, and tumbled onto her with Iggy behind them. Roxie falls down the steps and bumped into Aston. He fell down the steps, too. They all fell until they hit the ground at the last step.

“Two Minutes.” The creep announced. Aston got up and started running again. Peace, Roxie, and Iggy followed. They went into the library and grabbed the keys. Aston ran out of the library but waited for the others to follow.

“Look, its Devonte! He’s in the girls locker room. Remember when he thought it would be cool to spy on the girls though the vent? He got the idea from Not Another Teen Movie,” Aston announces but they barely could hear him because of the screaming.

“The girls’ locker room” He yelled. They nodded and followed him into the girls’ locker room. They were almost near the locker room. It was at the end of the hallway and they believe they were going to make it.

“One Minute.”

Out of nowhere, red balls started to fall from the ceiling all throughout the hallway. They weren’t soft red kiddy balls. They were hard red basketballs. Roxie, Aston, Peace, and Iggy were getting hit with these balls on their heads. The balls continued to fall with no hesitation to stop. Peace was hit with two balls to her head and fell down. They kept hitting her. She couldn’t take it. Roxie grabbed her hand and pulled her up. They started to run together.

“30 seconds,”

The force of the balls hurt and bruised Aston. But he wouldn’t give up on saving Devonte. Devonte’s survival might lead to Aston finding out where Mace was. Aston had an idea. He notices that the balls were only falling in the middle of the hallway. They weren’t falling on the edges of the hall or by the lockers.

“Everybody run near the lockers,” Aston yelled. He didn’t know if they heard him or not but he moved near the lockers anyway and they followed him.

Aston finally got to the locker room and opens the door. The locker room was dark. He couldn’t see Devonte.

“10, 9,8,7…” the creep continued to countdown.

“Devonte!” He yelled. Roxie, Iggy, and Peace entered the locker room. Roxie had a flashlight. She turned it on. They saw Devonte on top of the middle lockers tied up. Aston climbed up the locker but before he could unlock the key, the creep stopped counting.  Aston looked around to see what would happen to Devonte but nothing happened. Aston didn’t know what to do. He was about to unlock the lock that was on Devonte’s wrist. But when he looked up, he saw a pole coming right for Devonte. Aston jumped down and hit his head on one of the benches. The pole came down with so much force and pierced Devonte right in the back. Devonte was dead instantly.

Roxie looked away from Devonte and saw Aston on the floor.  She went towards him.

“Aston? Aston?” She screamed and shook Aston but he wouldn’t wake. Aston was down and unconscious.

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Hide and I’ll Seek: Gain

Let the games begin

Let the games begin

Aston kept thinking in his head. He wondered what games are we suppose to be playing. When he looked in the library, all he saw was blood and a person that had their guts pulled out.

Aston took a closer look to see if it was Mace. He didn’t want to believe it was Mace but he wanted to make sure. As he got closer to the body, the smell was getting fouler and fouler. He thought it smelled like a dead deer going bad in the street. Aston covered his nose with his shirt but the smell was still going through. He started to throw up when he was near the body. It was definitely a man because of the brown short hair and the beard. Aston was glad that it wasn’t Mace but he felt sad for the man. The man’s chest was open and empty. Aston was smart enough to know that all the man’s guts were on the floor. The blood that was still in his chest was dried out.

“Aston?” Aston jumped when he heard Roxie called his name. This place was giving him the creeps. Roxie begins to follow the trail of blood that led her next Aston, the man, and the guts. Roxie didn’t throw up when she saw the body. Her eyes were filled with tears.

“The Janitor,” she said. Aston was thinking why would she say the janitor but then it clicked. The man who was on the floor with no guts was the janitor.

“Aston, we have to get outta here or we have to call the police.” Roxie whispered. Aston nodded. He went to look for his cell phone in his book bag but he couldn’t find it.

“Someone took my phone,” Aston exclaimed. He asked Roxie if she had a phone but she shook her head no. He looked in Mace bag but someone took Mace’s phone too.

“Ok, I don’t see Mace’s phone. I don’t see my phone. This is not a coincidence. We need to make sure Mace is still in the library. If not, we should leave and get other people’s help,” Aston told Roxie. All Roxie could do was nod.

Aston and Roxie looked all around the library for Mace but Mace was nowhere to be found. Aston looked frustrated but deep down he was terrified for Mace.

“Looking for Mace?” a creepy mysterious voice asked loudly. Aston looked around to see who said that. Roxie was looking up, Aston looked up, and then both stared in shock. A person was up on the TV screen. The person had on skull mask making him look like the grim reaper.

“Welcome Aston and the lovely, beautiful Roxie. You guys are players or shall I say the protagonist in today’s game,” the creep said on the screen. Aston and Roxie didn’t know what the man was talking about.

“What games are we playing?” Roxie asked the creep on the screen.

“We are not playing games.” Aston replied before the creep could answer Roxie question. The creep just laughed.

“You have to play the games or your classmates will die,” the creep announced. His voice was so raspy. It sounded like his voice was being disguised.  Aston and Roxie looked at each other. Roxie put her head down.

“I guess that’s a yes. The game is simple. You have to seek for those who need seeking i.e. your classmates.”

“So it’s basically Hide-and-Go Seek but we play the seekers every time?” Roxie asked as she brought her head back up. Roxie was mad and scared but she was focused. Aston thought that Roxie believed they were really playing this game. Aston knew he wasn’t playing. He thought I’ll make a run for it as soon as this creep stops talking. 

“No wonder you’re valedictorian,” the creep cheered.

“Okay, I think we understand the rules of the game. We’ll start looking for them now.” Roxie replied and grabbed Aston wrist. They walked towards the library door.

“As soon as the door closes, we make a run for it,” Roxie whispered to Aston. The walk to the door was the slowest walk Roxie and Aston seem they would ever take. Roxie opened the door and they made a run for it. They ran to the school’s main entrance doors. Roxie pushed one of the doors for it to open but it didn’t move one bit. She kept pushing and pushing but the door wouldn’t budge. Aston tried the other three doors. They didn’t open either.

The intercom came on and the creep began to speak, “It’s no use to push the doors, they’re sealed shut. If you try to break the windows, you will get electrocuted.”

Roxie slowly sunk to the ground.

“Now that you guys get the picture, I’ll explain the rules. You’ll find the people I want you to find by a specific time. If you try to rescue somebody else, they will die. In order to find the people you are searching for, you must answer the question or riddle. The riddle will relate to where you will find your classmates. Instead of explaining, we shall start. In the library, there are two keys that will save your classmates. You have 4 minutes to save them. Here’s the riddle there are 234 doors in this school. You must find one door. Every time a person opens this door that you are looking for, a teacher announces that ‘they feel the joy of learning.’ You must find that door and open it. There, you will find what you are looking. Your 4 minutes start now.”

Aston looked at Roxie. Roxie had her head in her knees. Aston thought to himself how am I supposed to know which door it is. He didn’t know what to do and with the amount of time he had, it was no use for looking for the students.

“Three minutes,” the creep said on the intercom. Roxie kept her head down as Aston kept beating on the door.

Roxie raised her head and stared forward. Aston looked at her as if he was confused. Roxie got up and started running. Aston followed after her.

“What? Did you find out the riddle?” Aston asked. Roxie didn’t answer him. She went into the library and got the keys, and ran back out.

“Two minutes,” the creep announced.

“Look, its Ms. Parker room,” Roxie said as she ran.

“”How do you know?”

“She was addicted to saying the joy of learning. She was so addicting to saying it that she even got a bumper sticker of that phrase. I had her for geometry in ninth grade.”

“Why are we going this way? We have to go upstairs. Remember the left stairwell is closed due to the construction.”

Roxie cursed. Then they both ran the opposite way towards the middle stairwell. They went up the stairs and took a left towards Ms. Parker’s classroom.

“One Minute.”

They reached the door. At the top of the door’s frame there was a poster that said the joy of learning. Aston tried to open the door but it was locked. Roxie looked around the hallway while Aston tried to use the two keys.

“Watch out, Aston!” Roxie said. She had a Bunsen burner in her hand and threw it against the door’s window.

“I guess, the only windows the creep was talking about was the ones leading outside.” She said as she put her hands through the broken window to open the door.

“30 seconds.”

Aston and Roxie look left and right. At their right, they saw two students hanging from the ceiling by black chains. On their left, they saw Ms. Parker sitting at her desk with a knife through her mouth and down her throat that was cutting through her neck. She was dead. Aston almost threw up again. Roxie already was helping one of the students out the chains.

“Aston, get the other person out,” Roxie called out. She threw the keys and Aston caught them.

“10, 9, 8, 7….” The creep continues to countdown.

Aston unlocks the chain that was around the student’s wrist. The student falls into Aston’s arms. As soon as the creep was finish counting, a spring sprung out where the student’s chest might have been. The spring was filled with pointy, dangerous spikes.

Roxie took a good look at the students she and Aston just saved. It was Peace and Iggy.

“Thank you,” Peace said while shaking. Iggy just looked at Ms. Parker’s dead body.

The TV came on.

“Very good Roxie and Aston but if you wanna save your other classmates, you might want to move a little faster,” The creep announce on TV.

“Just tell us who else we have to save,” Roxie uttered.

“I thought we’d take a break and watch what can happen to your classmates if you can’t save them.”

The camera zoomed in on a person and the area around them. A girl was hanging from the ceiling, by her wrist on a black chain. Next to her were tools and knives. The camera zoomed in on her face. Aston couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

It was Mace.

© Kendyl Walker and Hide and I’ll Seek, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Kendyl Walker and Hide and I’ll Seek with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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Hide and I’ll Seek: Lockdown

The police was blocking the doors and the windows. Each student at Portland Valley High was looking out to see their fellow classmate, Tavon Anderson, get dragged into a police car. Nobody was surprised, Tavon seem like the closet type. The one that would end up bombing the school before graduation. Tavon ending up stabbing another student.

The whole school was placed on lockdown. Every student was to stay in their classes until the principal had said that it is safe to leave. In room 236 Mr. Gliden didn’t care if his students left or not. He hated his job and the students. They didn’t care about doing their work so he decided he didn’t care either. But when it came to projects, he wanted them done and that’s all he really ask his student to always do.

Mr. Gliden sat on his desk while he watched his student accomplishing one of their last projects of the year. His room was one of the most bleak and boring rooms in the entire school, covered in grey with only a few posters and maps of the United States. Mr. Gliden also hated when his students chose to do their work at the last-minute or when they just sat in his class doing nothing. He walked around the room to see if everybody was doing their projects and he found the slackers of his AP Class as usual doing nothing.

“Mr. Aston and Ms. Marcena, as usual, you plan not to do one of my projects again?” Mr. Gliden asked loud enough for the class to hear and now everyone was paying attention. Aston saw everybody looking, he took his feet off the desk and took out his earphones. While Marcena gave Mr. Gliden an ugly glare.

“Its Mace. Mr Gliden, to tell you the truth, I’m not from America and I don’t plan to be here forever. So what’s the point of me doing the project? I bet my partner agrees.” Mace announced even louder than Mr. Gliden. Aston also didn’t care if he did the project or not. He had a C and it was good enough for him.

“Well, Ms. MARCENA, you and your partner’s project will reflect your 4th quarter grade. Don’t do this project and you’ll fail. Also, that means that those lows C’s you had previously during the year, with an E as your quarterly grade, it can average out to a low D so I suggest you get to it.”  Mr Gliden said before he walked away.  As much as Mace and Aston hated history, They wanted to pass. Mace and Aston looked at each other for a long time until Aston got up.

“I’ll grab the markers and you can grab the posters.” Aston told Mace. Aston looked at Mace. The change that she went through was obvious. In 9th grade, she found out that her father was cheating on her mother and her mother ended up going crazy and had to live in a rehabilitation center on 24/7 suicide watch. Mace went from a straight A student to barely passing, having about 7 piercings (5 on her face; nose, Marilyn Monroe, surface by her eye, and lip. Her ear, cartilage and belly button were also pierced) and two tattoos (One saying “Family aint s****”  on her side and the another saying “Think about Cheating on me, I cut your little friend off” which includes a smiling face that was on her lower back). She was so gorgeous and innocent then. Now, she has pink and green highlights in her head.

“Sure, anything to avoid his face next year,” Mace yelled and then she went to get the posters.  Aston walked up to get the markers. As he grabbed the markers, he notice one of the girls that lived on that same street as him.

“Hey Roxie!” Aston greeted Roxie. She looked kind of surprised when she heard him say hello to her. She chuckled. Aston looked confused when she laughed.

“What?” he asked.

“Usually, slackers don’t talk to overachiever like me. They think I’m stuck up like your partner over there. I can recognize her glare anywhere.”

Aston didn’t have anything else to say and Roxie just left. Roxie was definitely an overachiever, she was number one in their class and was proud of it. She also was one of the most prettiest girls in the school. She had curly natural hair, light caramel skin, and grey eyes. Aston always had a crush on Roxie but he knew how much she cared about school. So he left it alone.

Aston walked back to Mace when he saw Warren, the only white guy in their school talking to Mace. Aston hated Warren and he avoided him at all cost. Though, Mace had to talk to Warren because they both had sessions with the guidance counselor about their family’s life situation.

“Got the markers.” He said as he sat down in his seat.

“Oh okay. Warren, how about you leave because we have to do our project now.” Mace told Warren.

“I don’t get why you choose this clown that doesn’t do his work. I chose Iggy and the nerd works hard.” Warren replied as he pointed over towards Iggy. Iggy always wear tracksuits and his glasses are too square and huge. Aston ignored Warren and just continued to look at the supplies.

“Other than Iggy, who is there, Peace? Peace is the dumbest person alive.” Warren turned to Peace and saw her coloring in the states, in a coloring book, while her partner was looking in the history books.

Aston hated when Mace would talk to Warren and they would insult people.

“Mace, can we get started?” Aston asked. She glared at him for a minute and then shooed Warren away. They began to start on their project.

“Attention students. After lockdown, you must go directly home. There will be no after school activities. Lockdown will be over in about…10 minutes. I will come back on the intercom to tell you when we will be dismissed.” The principle said on the intercom. Mr. Gliden’s students started to pack up their stuff.

“Wait up students, you know the posters are only one part of the project. You must still write a report on a particular part on American history and do the PowerPoint presentation. This is all due on Friday. So I suggest if you haven’t started that you try to get this done,” Mr. Gliden announced to his whole class.

Aston and Mace knew that Mr. Gliden was talking about him so they didn’t bother to talk.

“Lockdown is over. School is dismissed,” the principle said on the intercom. Mace grabbed her bag and then begin to walk out of the door. Aston followed after her.

“Mace, What are we going to do? I need to pass. My mother said that I have to get my usual grades or I won’t see my father. You know he lives in Texas and he promised me a job,” Aston explained to Mace as they walk toward the school’s door.

“Aston, I think family is overrated.” Mace replied.  Aston stopped in the middle of the hallway and looked at Mace like he was about to throw up. “But…since your my friend, I will help you. Now stop looking at me like that.”  Mace hooked her arms in Aston and started walking.

“Okay, what will be the best time for us to work on it then?” Aston asked.

“How about after school all this week? I mean, I have nothing else to do and I know you don’t.”

“Shut up and I’ll see you after school tomorrow.” Aston growled as he unhooked her arm and began to walk away.

Mace just smiled and began to walk home or anywhere else to avoid her father.

“This week is going to be a boring week,” Mace whispered.

© Kendyl Walker and Hide and I’ll Seek, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Kendyl Walker and Hide and I’ll Seek with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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Pop Up Art Gallery

Pop Up Art Gallery found on Eastern Ave in Highlandtown by Lexi Macchi! It opened on March 3rd! Pop Up Art Gallery’s are rare to find due to the fact that they pop up in random areas then leave after a few weeks. People who want to experience something new like a Pop Up Art Gallery should experience it while they have a chance.

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Temporary art gallery reflects the impermanence of life