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I'll be on The Thomas Miller Show this Wednesday 5/25/2011 from 9am - 11am.

I'll be answering your questions and playing a special version of "You Never Knew Me"!

 

Tune in Wednesday from anywhere in the world online at: http://www.thomasmillershow.com/ (click the green listen button)

Drop Thomas an e-mail if you have any questions for me!! XOXO Hope to have you all listening this Wednesday  morning!

I just got the cutest little video from Edie (8) and Ethan (6) they made me the BEST music video for "Bail Money"....

Think you got what it takes to get more views/Comments than their cute little faces?? 

MAKE ME A FAN MUSIC VIDEO AND SEND IT TO: Tiffanygrace.reverbnation@gmail.com

Lets Play A Game..........

It's called Ask Tiffany Grace!!

 

Are you having boy problems, girl problems, both?? ASK ME!!

Want some cool clothing advice, dating tips, money saving tips, car problems, sorry I know nothing about cars...but I'll try ;)

It doesn't have to be about my music, but of course you're welcome to ask those questions too!!

Just go ahead and E-mail me your question, I'll be gathering questions and answering them on YouTube!

WANT A SHOUT OUT??? LEAVE A NAME AND OR A WEBSITE AND I'LL MENTION IT WHEN ANSWERING YOUR QUESTIONS!

If you're shy, you can sumbit your questions through my website under contact: www.tiffanygracemusic.com

This is going to be very interesting.....or very disturbing I am not sure yet. :)

XOXOXOX

TG

 

CHECK OUT THE VIDEO HERE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5L4eICVwVc&feature=share

 

It was a Saturday night, and like every other 20 something I was out getting trashed and hooking up with guys!! Just kidding, I was on i-chat with my mom until about 1am. We were thinking of costume ideas for my first performance of "Bail Money" at a gay pride event in Long Beach. I was thinking of going with a jailbait type look and we decided that wearing panties or boy shorts under that said "guilty" on the booty would be hilarious. After all, I was performing with very seasoned drag queens and the competition was stiff, so to speak. We were also three hours into the conversation that consisted only of crazy costume ideas with sprinkles of my mom's upcoming Easter parade with the kids. Needless to say, we were getting a little goofy. My mom is a creative genius, that's where I get it from. She hand made little chick outfits, and hand painted an entire float for her pre-school kids to ride on in the parade. My mom never does anything half way, and that's why I'm so critical of everything that I do, we have high standards.

 

I remember talent show practice where I would cry because I was so tired and so sore, but my dad wouldn't let me sleep until I got the moves right! I had a little bit of a learning curve when it came to dancing. One time I fell asleep in a coffin that my mom had made as a prop for our rendition of "thriller", no joke it actually happened. Anywho, we're getting off topic. So, here we are talking about the naughty panty boy shorts and my mom is updating me on her recent plugs. When all of a sudden she literally jumps back in her chair. "OMG what is that?!" is all that she uttered while staring curiously at the computer screen. What "that" turned out to be was a strap on. Apparently, my mom had typed in "naughty panties" in the search engine and had accidentally clicked on a random link. She was understandably embarrassed and desperately trying to click off the screen, but also curious as to what this contraption does. "I could never be a lesbian" she said turning red as she began to realize it's use. I said, "Mom they are not only for lesbians, in fact lesbians have sex like this", and of course I had to show her with my hands. She had no idea why then a straight couple would have use for this, I could tell by her expression, but I think by the time she figured it out she was over the conversation, and then some!

Mission find boy short panties that said guilty: Failed.

Mission Educate My Mom in uses of strap on's: Complete :)

PS: The naughty booty shorts were out, and I ended up going with a more classic look....as per the norm.

 

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Saturday, April 2, 2011

The Debut Album Drops on iTunes

MY mom is my biggest fan, let me say that again my mom is my BIGGEST fan. When she heard her baby girl was recording an album she told everyone,I mean everyone. My mom runs a preschool, she spends most of her time changing diapers and naming states on the map. In other words, she isn't so into the "hip" music scene as she calls it. When she saw the video for the first time, she didn't care that I was crawling around on top of a gorgeous model and making obvious implications of infidelity. She was so proud of her little girl she talked to anyone who would listen and told them where to find it, not to mention the fact that she posted it all over her facebook page, which she normally only uses for farmville. ;) 

Those were small potatoes though, no my mom was moving on to bigger and better marketing strategies now that the album was fully out! When my mom heard I was going to be on Wild N Wet Radio chatting with fans in the chat room... she was in! We chatted all night about the music, and she was not shy about answering questions about me, even though she got a little shy when sex was brought up. Most of the time I think my mom pretends my songs never have explicit lyrics. 

Here is a recent list of the most shameless plugs my mom has done since the album dropped on April 1st 2001.


1.) Wrote on the drink coaster "check out my little girl on iTunes, Tiffany Grace" and left it in the bill at the end of dinner for the "cute waiter". (my mom tries to help me meet "nice boys" whenever possible)

2.) Went to a candy store and while checking out asked the clerk how they pick the music they play in the store. The young woman said "I like different stuff, things other people don't know about yet" my mom said "perfect, log onto iTunes right now and put on "Tiffany Grace, it's G-R-A-C-E"

3.) Googled "how to email the entire world", but found through a series of searches that this was probably not legal

4.) Literally made threats to people on facebook about re-posting the link 

And the best so far:

5.) While shopping for a new computer, my mom asked how the speakers sounded. She then told the sales person to go to iTunes and type in her favorite artist "Tiffany Grace". After playing a few songs she smiled and said "That's my daughter, it's good isn't it....go buy it, actually can you buy it now?"


Love you mom, can't wait for more stories....

http://www.reverbnation.com/tiffanygrace

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Tiffany Grace

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Unbroken Soul

It was the kind of thing you say will never happen to you, the sort of thing that someone else goes through. It was a dream, and now a distant nightmare I try not to think about, but can't help and play reruns of. Makes you want to listen to blues and drink wine until you can't tell if you're awake or alive. Had me screaming at mirrors like this stranger had something to do with my current conspiracy. Who the hell is this bitch messing with my pride? This little scared girl in the reflection who clearly doesn't belong in my peripheral vision. 

The hardest thing I've ever been through, like swallowing glass by verbal gun point, makes you wonder if the pain is worth it. All the scars remind you everyday of your life, is that living? One little bullet made of words could have taken all of that away, but I don't know what's out there. Woman with less than I, and more than I've dreamt of dealing with pull through it everyday. One of my greatest accomplishments and greatest downfalls all in the same short time period.

My heart might have been broken, but my soul was solid. In fact it was joyful, because I lived to tell about it, lived to bring my story to others, lived.

TUESDAY, MAY 11, 2011

Fake Straight

Let's just say that I had to double check I was using the phrase"power topper" in the correct contents in order to write this song.



WEDNESDAY, APRIL 21, 2010

Rain Drops on My Soul

My cup is half full.

It is not my intention for it to get below that specific point at any one time. Although, sometimes when I go to fill it again, there simply isn't anything left to put in. They will say what they want. Say it to your face, without any courtesy to your back. They will criticize what they want. 

Them….. 

Those people….

The ones you've never met; the ones whom are closes to you. 

It doesn't matter what the relationship is, they will say it without regard for their own tongue. They will say it without thinking of how sharp it is, of what they might hurt between the travels from their vocal cords to their lips to my ears. Everyone is a critic. Everyone does it better. It starts with the hair, clothes, weight, make up, lyrics, beat, mix, performance, integrity, and personality. Everything is critiqued. Nothing is sacred. Not even from the ones whom you share it all; not even from yourself. 

There are times when I feel my soul is drowning in critique. 

Critique from myself, from others, from strangers. 

Try as I may, I fear that if these critiques get to me, my soul will drown unable to be revived to it's original beauty. 

Be gentle with my soul

Be good to your lips and keep a dull tongue

MONDAY, MARCH 29, 2010

Make This Beat Behave

I've had a few, but not too many, I'd rather catch another kind of high tonight. Close my eyes and let the music move my body outside itself. Now and then I catch the breeze from the fans above, just enough to feel but not enough to keep the sweat from running down the back of my neck prompting me to use my fingers as a temporary hair piece. It all flows together like Van Gogh, the fan, the sweat, hair, fingers. The dance floor is all that's left and the rest of the painting melts around my very soul while I bleed into the mix of the music. 

That is, until the DJ lost it. 

The mix was all wrong, the colors didn't work. Suddenly, my master piece was melting before my ears. Little by little my beauty was being stolen by a thief with two turn tables and no sense of heart. No No No. You're murdering those tracks, and yet you're still not killing 'em. You're just slowly suffocating them by providing an insufficient amount of oxygen, those songs don't breath together. My beautiful painting, my blissful dance, you are being taken and I feel you slipping from my grasp, but then out of no where..there is hope. 

What do I hear?

Erykah, Fugees, Jurassic5 flowing evenly and poetically together as one. 

Here I am bliss, my Van Gogh forming once again.

That is, until the DJ lost it....

Someone Please: Make This Beat Behave.

SATURDAY, MARCH 27, 2010

You Never Knew Me....

There was a time before your name. 

I swear to god I wasn't always like this, if you could only see the girl I was before you.

Since you, I'm broken, I don't recognize these pieces of me in the mirror. 

Where did this girl come from? 

She 

Is a stranger to me and everyone she knows. 

I don't like her. 

I feel sorry for her. 

I, would never be one of those girls...

If you only knew me before you met me.

If you could see the whole puzzle and not just these parts.

Then you would see how strong I am, then you would see I wouldn't put up with this. 

Hello girl? 

Where are you? 

Where did you hide to when you met him? 

If you only knew me when I didn't care if you were around, when I didn't know your name. 

If you only knew me, if you only knew me at all, but you don't. 

You don't even know my name, it's not baby, sweetie, bitch or dear. 

Did I forget to introduce her when we met? 

I'll take the blame for that, how can I expect you to know she is there? 

Hello...

My Name is Tiffany Grace, I'm moody, loving, hard headed, won't always admit when I'm wrong, sometimes I hate make up, there are days when I cannot even stand myself, I am gorgeous, funny, strong, insecure, talented, curious, a little bit of a flirt, too much of a bitch, caring, out of the norm, scared, happy, sad, and that's just the start of my day. 

It's nice to meet you. 

Do you love me now?

SATURDAY, MARCH 13, 2010

Tell Me Why

There is something to be said for the moment when you realize that you're wrong. Although, it is what's not said that presents the most damage. When did our ego's become so delicate? At what point in our lives did we decide that being right, was more important, than...well...doing right? 

It's always a struggle, love, just when you think you have it all figured out there it goes changing again. Springtime is here, the birds are chirping the sun is coming out from hibernation and everyone is in love. Do you know what I sometimes wonder? I wonder if people feel trapped by love because we chose to refer to it as "being in love", it's like people think their stuck in it. Then you fall out of love, and that just sounds painful. 

So, here we are, us never satisfied creatures, either stuck in love, or painfully falling out of it! Well, you just can't win, can you? You don't want to be stuck, and you don't want to be hurt. For the love of God, what the hell do you people want? From now on I am going to call it, being around love. Doesn't that sound pleasant, to be around and surrounded by l-o-v....uh oh wait, I'm surrounded!! Let me out, let me out!! How about be just it, Love. There isn't a need to attach another word to it. I mean after all, Love is all you need, right?
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