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……may and moms

Wishing Mother’s EVERYWHERE a very Happy Mother’s Day!

 

 


 

Smell the roses. Smell the coffee. Whatever it is that makes you happy. RITA MORENO

 


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Hello all. I hope you are doing well and finally getting some good weather. I have been busy in the studio working on new material (and possibly some collaborations). As I have not been blogging much I thought I would check in with you all. May is already here, spring has sprung… and flowers are in bloom.

GOOD NEWS!

For quite a while now, we have retained our #1 Spot on Reverbnation.

I was pleased to hear that my web site has been featured on the Top 30 Rnb Music Blogs and Websites to follow for 2018 on one of the the top rss feeds around: feedspot.com.

For all my Spanish friends and family 🙂

Yesterday I had the great pleasure to do a live international radio interview on W-Radio on “La hora del regresso” which is broadcast to South Florida, New York, New Jersey, Connecticut, Los Angeles, Orlando and also Spain, Central America, Columbia and Panama. “La hora del regresso” is presented by journalist Carlos Montoya. Thanks guys, I had a great time! I’d also like to personally thank Krizia Bruhl for her translating skills. Here’s a link to the show.


A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR MOTHER’S DAY

As some of you may know I received a full scholarship for creative writing to Stanford University. I came across a short story of mine and thought it would make a nice gift to all of you romantics out there. Just my way of saying Happy Mother’s Day. I hope you enjoy. Please drop me a note and let me know.

“The Legend of the Rose” by Gregory Abbott 

In the quaint little town of Botanica, noted for its beautiful foliage, there lived a family of four; father, mother daughter and her younger brother of ten.

The boy, a romantic by nature loved to roam the countryside and trod dreamily amidst the colorful flowers taking long deep breath‘s of their pleasant aroma’s.

One spring day, the boy became smitten by one of the lovely young daughters of a local neighbor and with lighthearted visions of romance swimming in his head, he skipped dizzily through the fields and begin picking his favorite white flour to present to her as a symbol of his love.  

Now the boys mother had warned him on many occasions to be careful of touching these special white flowers last he cut his hands. For these flowers had thorns, and although quite beautiful could pierce the skin and cause the hands to bleed. He was always careful of these, his favorite white flour and had learned to content himself with appreciating their smell and visual beauty, but not touching them. There is a story connected with these white flowers. It is told that he who picks the white flour and is wounded by its thorns is given, as compensation, the fulfillment of one wish which he must make before the sun goes down.

And so the dreamy splendor of this beautiful spring day, combined with thoughts of the electric smile of his newfound damsel had driven him beyond the level of all caution and he proceeded to pick the flowers with wanton abandon. On his way to her house, giddy with anticipation, he thought of nothing but the smile on her face when she saw the white flowers. He did not however feel the pain of the thorns which as predicted, pierced his hands and cause the stream of blood to drip onto the flowers which he held down by his side.

At her door he held up the flowers for her examination and much to his puzzlement discovered that all of the flowers had turned red. The boy was crestfallen. Suddenly her face lit up with amazement and joy. Why I’ve never seen such beautiful red flowers before she exclaimed as she took them from his hands and examine them with wonder You must have searched far and wide to have found such a rare flower. And you are wonderful to have given me such a rare and wonderful gift. The boy elated said nothing but kissed her with great chivalry and departed…… 

As he turned toward the western horizon and saw the half circle of the sun begin it’s dissent into the sea, he remembered, and whispered let there be lovely red flowers for everyone to enjoy growing plentifully in the field with pain to no one…… And it was done. 

On his way home his heart was as light as the spring pollen’s which floated through the country air and as he clasped his hands together, he tendered the pain as his special badge of honor and he knew he was the happiest boy in Botanica, perhaps in the whole world.

The giving of love is worth whatever the pain.


Some quotes for this post:

Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; I am thankful that thorns have roses. Alphonse Karr

The earth laughs in flowers. Ralph Waldo Emerson

Life is the flower, for which love is the honey. Victor Hugo

 

 

Stay strong everyone. You are amazing…. remember that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My heartfelt prayers for your health, happiness and peace of mind.

And prayers to my Hawaiian friends in the path of the lava. Stay safe.

Miss you Mom.

 

As always, I am

Musically yours, Gregory

 

 


……on and on

I’ve been on spiritual retreat. I needed this. Many aspects of today’s world are distressing. I’ve been told creative types have a hard time with these things anyway.

The battle continues however. I mean the battle for things like “the good, the ethical, the compassionate,  the fair. We must battle for us to stay happy and well in our day to day lives while some of the things we see happening around us test our beliefs.  This has come as a surprise to many of us, but these are the times we are living in. I think it was Frederick Douglass who said that without a struggle there can be no progress… so the struggle continues.

My heart goes out to so many. Puerto Rico, the several hurricanes in Houston, Florida and the Caribbean where my little sister Island of Barbuda was all but destroyed… Saint Martin… the fires in Napa… this list goes on…

While we struggle in our daily lives redefining friendships and keeping those we love even closer; I wanted to bring a bit of sunshine to you all. I am releasing a new single in a few weeks. It is a cover of the Steven Bishop song “On and On” I am posting it exclusively for you here as a pre-release until I release it on iTunes, cdbaby etc….

The only objection I’ve ever had with this song is the line “steal your money then they break your heart” when referring to pretty Jamaican women. That line never worked for me so I changed it.  You lovely ladies will always be the “cats meow” to me. #igotyourback

I think the song’s slight melancholy feel with the sweet, soft Caribbean groove that ends with the message to “keep on trying” is what I’ve been feeling as of late. How ’bout you? To use a boxing analogy: losing a few rounds in no way means you have lost the fight.

There is hope. There are people doing incredible things and continuing to try despite the state of the world. It is my belief that we ALL need to do SOMETHING… whether its donations for the less fortunate…. prayer… or just a random act of kindness so as to give others hope too.

I believe diversity is beautiful. Tolerance is mandatory. There is only one race and one planet and that planet is our home. Let’s put it in order.

 

 

 


 


Wishing you all a joyous FALL season  (my favorite)….

Enjoy the festivities with friends and family.

  

 

I am truly thankful for my life… my love… my music and for all of YOU!

Until next time…. continue to be well. Please like this post, comment, or share if you wish.

 

As always I am Musically yours, Gregory

 


……new single

 

Hello everyone. I hope that you are enjoying the summer. While I am still working on my EP which is coming along nicely and leaning toward a danceable Caribbean feel, I decided to dig into my magic box of musical goodies and this popped out.

It’s my interpretation of the Dionne Warwick classic written by Isaac Hayes called Deja Vu”.

Haven’t we all had the experience of feeling that something happening now has somehow happened before? Deja Vu is the french term for this phenomenon.

When it happens in the realm of love, it is luscious and sweet and welcomed with open arms….  


The official release date is Friday, but I wanted to have this available for a few special folks. I hope you enjoy it. If you do, please drop me a note and let me know. I’d be thrilled if you felt inspired to like, share, tweet and repost to your friends etc….


 

In the meantime I will be taking some time off to go on spiritual retreat. but will check in to social media from time to time…


 

And, if you haven’t had a chance to have a #throwback moment and watch the “Prove It” Video here it is…. 🙂


Be well.

Stay Strong.

Keep the Faith.


 

 

A beautiful woman delights the eyes; a wise woman, the understanding, a pure one, the soul. MINNA ANTRIM

 

 

 

 

 

 

And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. KHALIL GIBRAN

 

 

 

 

Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope. MAYA ANGELOU

 

As always, I am musically yours,

Gregory