Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Hidden For Too Long

The following is a letter from one of our readers who is on the up and ups in Dancehall.  Please feel free to comment and express your views on her situation.  Please keep it positive.  Thank you.


Dear WISY,

I am a struggling female artist in the dancehall reggae industry.  I fault myself for not following through and accomplishing my childhood goal of being famous.  I got caught up in the stories and false romances that swirl through this industry like a hurricane. 

I started off not realizing my own talent.  Everyone was impressed with my work except for me.  I soon stopped being my worst enemy and I began to write songs daily as if I was making a meal and had to do it to survive.  I couldn’t help but write.  Lyrics poured out of me full force and I dried the ink in my pens and exhausted all my notebook paper.  I recorded more than Vybz Kartel did between ‘08 and his arrest date.  So why am I not on tour performing?  Why am I not heard on the radio constantly?  Why?  Because I got caught up. 

I got caught up in the lyrics of others in the industry.  I fell for "his" lyrics knowing damn well that I myself should not be taken seriously because my words were just that—lyrics.  But somehow “he” was able to break through the tough persona of my lyrics and touch my heart the way a girl dreams of.  I put down my pen and paper for him. 

Meanwhile, he is still recording and gaining major recognition.   When I say major, I mean you’re probably familiar with his songs.  He would never be featured in this magazine because he is not underrated.  He’s made his name.  And me?  I am here writing my gripes to you.  I am like the silly girls I sing about.  I am so disappointed with myself.  One day, I may reveal myself.  Once I hit that top spot, I can write to you again and say, “Hey! Rememba mi?” LOL. 

My advice to any young female trying to buss in this dancehall business is to demand respect—especially if you have talent.  When I say have talent, I mean, nobody has to write a word for you, your voice sounds great on a riddim and you have stage presence.  Demand respect and if possible get a manager who truly has your best interest at heart.  Be wise and don’t let these guys fill your head with nonsense.  The ones that care will help elevate you, not try to get on top of you! - LITERALLY!

Mi gone write yaa.  I promise you will be getting an update from me soon.  Blessings WISY and all the best!
 
Signed,
Anonymous (for now)