So I took Meem to the Independent to bask in the CD drop of Destani Wolfe (formerly of O'Maya fame) and I must say, she is supahfly. Her album is mature and she's a great performer. I am sure it is somewhere on myspace. Feel free to go dig around there for it. Lord knows Rupert Murdoch will love ya for it.
But on top of her music being dope, the cd release was just hilarious. She brought along her capoeira folks, her family, the O'Maya crowd came out, her Berkeley High buddies - it was just super multigenerational, with presumably her abuelita leaning up against the stage tapping a hand on the set and beaming up at Destani, all manner of Berkeley parents grinning ear to ear, drunk drunk drunk and dancing their little hearts out, predictably embarassing their children, particularly Destani's sister, Kelly, whose debut it was as stage backup singer.... I probably could have guessed that even without a whole series of Berkeley parent-friends-of-family sloshing wine down my shirt as they one by one leaned in conspiratorily and then yelled in my ear, "Oh honey, that is Baby Kelly's first time!" before turning back and screaming "Keeeeeeeellllllllllyyyyyyyy! Keeelllllllllllyyyyy! Do you see me? Keeeeeelllllllllyyyyyy!" and waving at her.
And we knew the set was over when suddenly anyone over 40 had vanished from crowding the stage and moved to the back, wine glasses in hand, and then melted into the night before the next band came up. So go out and buy the girl's album. She deserves to blow up.
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