Ideas, Ideas, Ideas...

I really want to direct and perform in some kind of show. Maybe a tribute to the old soul artists... It would be fun to go back in time and sing the old songs. I really respect what Christina Aguilera has done with her new album. I encourage everyone to buy it...its that good.

Third Call

So I decided not to audition for the girl group... I want to try making it on my own as a solo artist.

Second Call

So I have an audition THIS SUNDAY..... AHHHH... YEA THATS HOW I FEEL... LOL

First Call

So I get a call from one of the labels. They would like me to join a "Girl Group"... I will keep an open mind and consider it. Beyonce came out alright... It really sounds quite interesting. I guess curiosity sometimes kills the cat...or gets its attention.

AMERICAN IDOL

So I tried out for American Idol yesterday. I don't really know what they're looking for. It was a crazy day full of sun and near dehydration. It was hot, and in an open stadium, and we were at the very end of the line. We were there from 7:00am-almost 6:00pm. A very long day. I met so many talented people, and many were not chosen. It was a sad sight seeing all those aspiring artists with their heads down. But I realized if they really truly want this [the fame, the job...] they must find out how to get there. Take the necessary steps to get to the point where they will get signed. American Idol isn't the only way. I didn't get picked and I'm pretty relieved, after reading the release form, it was kind of scarry. But even though I wasn't picked I was scouted by two major record labels. Not bad for a crazy day. For those who read this and tried out and didn't make it. KEEP GOING. YOU NEVER KNOW WHO MAY FIND YOU. REALLY. So I'm excited to see what this is all about. I will keep you updated.

Finding An Image

Summing up everything I've been through I stand here. Knowing what I'm capable of and knowing what I can achieve. Now I need an Image. The fancy cover on the book that will determine if it will ever be read. I have been through the Beyonce stage, the Mariah stage, but I see that everyone wants to be just that. The sexy yet classy phenomenal singer with all the right moves and picture perfect lifestyle. I had to really ask myself the question. Do I really want to be just like the other 60 artists out there with the same image? I thought about the statistics, people will have too much of a choice in that category, how am I going to stand out in all those girls that have been out longer than me. How will I sell albums if there's so much competition in the R&B category? So many aritsts to choose from...There has to be more than a hit song that will let me rise to the top of the list...I had figured it out. I had to have an image that would be different, a sound that is the same yet different...a little on the dangerous end, a sound and a face you will never forget because its so intriguing. I was on my way to LA. On a familly trip and all of a sudden it came to me. I was listening to Ciara's new song "Get Up" and I had figured it out! A sound that's electronic and r&b-ish a little on the rock side but more R&B. That was the answer and the Image I need is Edgy. Dangerous. Like Angelina Jolie! I knew exactly what I wanted. I know exactly what look will set me apart. So I made a collage to give you an Idea. Here it is...

This is the look.

Experimenting With Sound

Shortly after my television debut I got a phone call from a friend. She told me about a rapper by the name of HANS. Hans needed a female vocalist for one of his tracks, and she gave me the number. I called him and met him shortly after. I recorded my first hook on Hans track "Boss Hogs," then followed "Lies" and "Take Control" which I wrote the hook to. I had stepped it up as a singer and a writer. I soon made a partnership with Hans's producer MIC and we decided to work on a solo album for myself. I began writing to his beats, and began developing my style. Our first song titled "Head Over Heels (In Love With You)" was a success. We continued working and finally came up with a HIT! titled "Cupcakin" a total radio/club sound with great potential. Although we never released it we decided to leak it onto myspace.

A Musical Begining

So going back to my music... Going back to my upbring.... I was raised around the sounds of tejano music, and everything Spanish. From Vicente Fernandez to Gloria Trevi, I loved it all. My father, a musician taught me to use the tambourine and let me sing into the microphone after him and his band were done practicing. I remember the noise, the music, the pauses, the discussions, the arguments, that led to a more perfected sound. I remember seeing my dad singing in the band at the parties. I always loved the music. Music became my base... my answer too every strange feeling I discovered in my life. Music became my definition. I knew one day my name would be associated with music. As I grow music continues to lead me through my life. Through every stage... all the scarry parts, all the lonely times, all the sad times, all the emotional experiences of life, music has always eased the pain. It is my security, the one thing I could trust and that could never betray me. Music has grown with me and continues to be a passion that always shines through.

It all started in the 8th grade. I was tired of crying. Everytime I saw a Grammy show, or musical performance I would cry... because I wanted to be there, I wanted to be that singer in front of all those people in the sparkly dress by the piano. I was tired of wishing...tired of crying in frustration because I didn't know how I was going to break out of this shell that kept me from taking the leap. Finally I decided to write a song titled "We Gotta Quit Playin' These Games" and soon after I started writing songs, I looked at the booklet of my Britney Spears "Baby One More Time" Album and got the songwriting format: verse 1, chorus, verse 2, chorus 2 times fade out and sometimes there was a bridge in between the last two choruses plus an additional chorus. I began teaching myself. I began singing with all of my cd's and I learned the high notes and the low notes by just hitting every note with the artist as I sung along. Fortunately I have what people call "the ear" for music. I could eaisily find and pinpoint every note thrown at me. I knew I had something different...I could hear things other people couldn't. I would be listening to a CD and all of a sudden the artist would miss a note, and I could hear it...no one else caught on. I had completed step one: breaking out of the shell.

I then began asking around about how I could record my voice with music,I soon discovered karaoke. I discovered all I needed to do was buy a program for my computer so that I could record my voice, like a mini studio, and then all I needed was music tracks, which I got from karaoke disks. I loaded the track into the program, connected the microphone, and recorded my voice over with the music track. I had accompished something big. I was no longer clueless. I recorded a total of 5 songs on my first ever demo cd consisting of : Emotions, Candy, Blue Moon, Contigo En La Distancia, and Beautiful. I was finally ready, or was I? I did not know how to perform... I needed once again to teach myself to perform.

All I could think of was the mocking of my mother always telling me I can't dance. I felt defeated before I even tried. I had to do it In a way I could teach myself and not let my mom see so I wouldn't be embarrassed. I was always afraid of her criticism. So I set out to create some type of movement for when I sang and performed. I eventually got good at the performing thing. I performed all over the valley. I performed even on bay area telethons. And finally in 2005 I got my first gig in a television show called "Cante Y Gane." It was so exciting. My first big performance. It was a show everyone watched on the spanish channel. I went and conquered. I sang "Contigo En La Distanca" and won the first round. It was surreal. I couldn't even grasp the concept that I had won it all seemed so weird. Here was I a girl who was the shyest thing a couple of years ago and now I am on a TV show and I had just won... I couldn't believe it. For the second round I sang "Toro Relajo" a mariachi classic. However this time I didn't win. I wasn't disappointed. I was still excited because I was going to be on TV! Haha. It was all good fun and a great motivation to keep going and persuing my career. (to be continued)

Backstage in the dressing rooms
on the set of Cante Y Gane.

The Low Key Paris Hilton

So let me introduce myself. I'm Chachi. I was born and raised in the Bay Area. I lived in East Palo Alto from the age of 3-13 years old and had to move and leave everything I knew behind because of the gang wars and drug houses that surrounded my home. Living in a danger zone is one of the memories that stay fresh in my mind, I remember the sound of gun shots and having to hide under the table because the sound was so close. I remeber the sound of sirens, screeching tires and the disaster that followed; another police chase. Of course as any mother would do in such a situation the only answer was relocation. I moved to the valley shortly after my 14th birthday. Starting over was one of the biggest challenges in my life at that point, after having tasted what it is like to be popular at my previous school and having some sort of status.
I had to start High School all over again. It was the worst rest of my freshmen year ever. I sat alone, wandered the halls like a lost person. I knew no one, not a soul. At that point the feeling of intimidation was strong. I felt so out of place. But then again that feeling has lingered in me since the begining. After endless nights of crying and feeling sorry for myself like some emotional wreck of a person I decided to create who I would become, in school that is. The inspirational girly girl who fits in no one category. I chose the group of friends, choose the proper attire, and chose the right attitude. I became Patricia, bubbly, funny, nice. I became the girl who wore high heels every day, and pink every other day. I mastered the art of dressing to impress. The low key Paris Hilton of the school. I treated every day of school as a fashion show. I walked the walk, talked the talk, and got peoples attention. I had created myself, I was Patricia. I was finally someone. People knew who I was, they knew my name. I was no longer the lost girl. I was finally somebody. I participated in every event I could. I sang in the school talent show for 3 years and finally won in my senior year. I created the first ever fashion club at my school with my friend Jorge, we raised money for the club by giving makeovers durring the lunch break and made enough to plan and execute a fashion show. And that is exactly what we did. Boy did we make waves.... we must have broken every school dress code ever. It was a risque and sassy show. It caused quite a ruckus. I am not the most modest person in the world, I'll tell you that. High School was quite fun, and a great battle I conquered without making one enemy. Grace, Intelligence, and Sense is Key to surviving High School. (To Be Continued.......)


Here is some of Jorge's make-up work.
Check out his myspace by clicking on this picture.

The Dormant Volcano

So here I am. Sitting here in front of this computer listening to Cassie's "Just One Night" wondering how in the world she got so big by just sitting at a computer and prancing her pretty self in front of cameras. How in the world her parents let her move to New York all by herself and skip the whole college part is all beyond my comprehension. Here I sit wondering how in the world I will pull this off. I know the world may not be ready for me yet because I am a Hurricane. Hurricane Chachi. A dormant volcano ready to explode. I want to be bigger than anything anyone has ever experienced. I want to be an Icon.