My Current Situation Part XII

 

It is now November of 2025 and my current situation is a mixed bag.  There are lots of highlights though and that is what I will focus on here:

 

 

My 92-year old infirmed father,  Jonie B. Hollis,  just got a new and wayyyy better roommate at the Old Saybrook, CT nursing home where he resides…

 

 

My projected sales outlook for the remainder of this year at WTNH TV News 8 is ending on a high note…

 

 

The cool and brisk temperatures in the state of Connecticut this Fall are bringing out a desire in me to cook again (smile)…

 

 

I’m feeling healthy and strong and able to continue with my early bird 5am high-intensity workouts at Orangetheory Fitness in Hamden, CT…

 

 

I constantly try and remind myself  to count my blessings as I look around me and notice that the world we once knew is falling apart week by week…

 

 

Sincerely,

 

 

TVFL

 

 

The Big Easy

I can finally check off that I traveled to The Big Easy aka New Orleans, Louisiana while on  vacation.  Ever since I saw the movie The Big Easy starring Dennis Quaid and Ellen Barkin I’ve been so wanting to go.  That movie was a hoot! And it came out in 1986 – 39 years ago!  Then 13 years ago I saw another movie about Louisiana that resonated with me but in a much different way.  It was called Beasts of the Southern Wild and it came out in 2012.  It starred then 6 year old Quvenzhane Wallis who was nominated for Best Actress Oscar at the tender age of 9 for her groundbreaking performance.  A phenomenal movie which I will never forget.  So much so that I held off traveling to Louisiana because the movie was all about the forgotten people in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina and I did not want to even think about the horror and destruction…So here we are in 2025 and it’s the 20th anniversary of Hurricane Katrina so of course I’m going (smile).

 

In real life I make all of the travel arrangements for me and James, my life partner, so while browsing online for hotels in the French Quarter, I searched for some place real, some place authentic, a place that would speak to the New Orleans experience.  I booked our hotel stay at The Royal Sonesta – New Orleans, a luxury hotel situated right on Bourbon Street.  I chose it so that we could truly be surrounded by all the sights and sounds of the city.  I did not choose wrong.  The Royal Sonesta – New Orleans took up a whole city block, featured a doorman and was outfitted with 3 uniquely different restaurants – Desire Oyster Bar, The Jazz Playhouse and Restaurant Revolution.  As part of it there was also a lively bar facing the street called Le Booze’ as well as  PJ’s Coffee House of New Orleans which sold coffee, sandwiches, fruit, pastries and such.  Our hotel room with an interior balcony and king sized bed was located on the 3rd floor where (lucky for us!)  The Oasis Bar at the Pool was also located and open from 7am to dusk.

 

 

Wisely enough The Royal Sonesta gave us a $15 dollar a day credit to be used at any of the aforementioned properties and we had only 6 days and 5 nights to explore the French Quarter so explore it we did (smile).

 

Sunday October 12th

Did I mention that we traveled in the month of October?  You would not have known it was October because the weather felt like late August back in New England where I’m from – here it was mid to high 80s all week long, little or no humidity and sunshine for days!

 

We checked in well after the designated time of 4pm because the hotel had a huuuuuge party the night before that had just dispersed so our rooms were not ready.  We gave them our luggage to store away and headed through the courtyard to Desire Oyster Bar to try some of those chargrilled oysters we had heard so much about from friends back home.

 

Chargrilled Oysters – yummy but salty

 

After picking up and dropping off our bags in our now finished room we headed out (by the way you do not need a car in the French Quarter as everything is accessible by foot, by pedicabs, by horse and buggy carriages, by trolley, by bus, by ferry, by boat, by Uber or by limousine.

We were starving, the dozen of chargrilled oysters were good but real salty so they just exacerbated my hunger.  We stopped at a place nearby called The House of Buns where I ordered the Red Beans and Rice.

 

 

Afterwards we walked the streets and I felt like I was in the middle of Spring Break for all ages: young, old and in between.  Lots of people walking everywhere but from what we heard the crowds were thin and nothing like what was to come, i.e., Thursday night and the weekend…

 

A looooong game of Chess with Bayou Bobby and his latest prey (smile)

 

It was around this time that I started feeling tired (I had woke up that morning at 5am for our long travel day which took us from Bradley Airport in Windsor, CT to Charlotte, North Carolina and finally to New Orleans, Louisiana) so I was beat.  Not to mention the hour time change…But nothing a hot shower and a good night’s sleep wouldn’t fix.

 

Monday, October 13th 

We woke up late on Monday morning (I think it was after 830am which is late to me since in real life I wake up at 430am 5 days a week to head to the Orangetheory gym in Hamden for a kick-a– class (smile).

We decided on visiting The Garden District on our first day so we could get closer to the water.  We took a City trolley there for one low price of $3.00 (the ticket to ride lasted all day long for trolleys and/or buses).

 

You can ride the trolley or bus all day long on any given day for just 3 dollars!

 

We were starved when we arrived in the Garden District so we rang the bell and got off in front of this cute French restaurant called La Boulangerie on Magazine Street – like a lot of the fast casual restaurants – you order your food first, take your number and find a table.  The waitress or waiter then brings your food and drink to your table.  I ordered a sausage, egg and cheese on an english muffin and a double expresso.  It was delish~

 

Delish breakfast at La Boulangerie on Magazine Street

 

We headed to the Riverwalk Mall where there were restaurants, shops and you guessed it, the river (smile).  It was another beautiful day so we walked the boardwalk, went window shopping in the mall and then headed out to Caesar’s Casino to get our gambling on.

 

Loved the Riverwalk Mall

 

Caesar’s Casino – not so much…

 

We did not feel like waiting for a trolley car or bus to arrive so on the way back we caught a pedicab for just $20 bucks and our driver pedaled us back to the hotel in no time.

 

Our Nola pedicab driver

 

After a quick shower and fresh clothes,  we headed out for dinner and this time we dined at Nola because they had an upstairs balcony with al fresco dining so we could people watch while we ate.

 

 

Then we bar hopped (not for drinks but for live bands and karaoke) and were back in our hotel room by midnight.

 

 

Tuesday October 14th

We ate breakfast at the hotel this morning – Desire Oyster Bar (yes, they serve breakfast too!).  I had a huge bowl of steel cut oats with candied pralines, brown sugar and raisins and a large coffee.   It was delish!

 

Desire serves breakfast, lunch and dinner and even boasts a happy hour!

 

After breakfast we spent the day poolside at The Oasis Bar at the Pool to soak up the sun and relax before taking a shower, changing our clothes and heading out to Mother’s Restaurant.  My girlfriend Jeani in Atlanta works for Delta Airlines and she and her husband Brian travel everywhere so when she makes a recommendation, we listen (smile).  We walked to the restaurant as it was only about 12 minutes away.  It was crowded!  We waited in the ordering line, took our number and looked for a table way in the back because the front of the restaurant was already jam packed with people.  I had Jerry’s Jambalaya with cabbage and red beans and rice.  I drank iced water with lemon (actually I drank iced water with lemon with all of my meals as number 1: I don’t drink alcohol anymore and number 2: I knew I would be consuming an extraordinary amount of food on this vacay (smile).

 

 

 

At night we bar hopped again (for live music and karaoke) and found a spot where the singer originally from New Orleans had a rich and powerful voice.  We stayed out that night ’till 11pm then went back to our room and hung out on our balcony deck which faced the courtyard, not the street.

 

The hotel room door which led to our balcony

 

Wednesday October `15th

We woke up late again and headed to Desire Oyster Bar for breakfast where I had the same thing – a huge bowl of steel cut oatmeal with candied pralines, brown sugar and raisins.  Then we headed to the Nola Visitor Center to buy 2 tickets to an Airboat Swamp Tour (James’s pick).  We purposely opted to not go on a lot of tours for this trip as we felt as if we could navigate the city without them.  But this tour spoke to James so I agreed (smile).

Our Swamp tour was on a small airboat which carried up to 10 passengers.  With transportation to the pier and the tour it cost us $119 per person.  It was worth it though because we went deep into the swamp and stayed for almost 2 hours with a tour guide who was native to the area – 5th generation bayou family member – he regaled us with stories of him and his friends hanging out in the swamp when they were little boys looking for alligators and snakes.  He called the swamp his “backyard.”  I called him our Crocodile Dundee (smile).

 

Crocodile Dundee (smile)

 

The picture that was made for us before we even stepped into the Airboat (smile).

 

The alligators loved the marshmallows we fed them because of their white color

 

For lunch we found a cool looking restaurant called Crescent City Brewhouse on Decatur Street where I ordered the wild tagliatelle pasta with grilled chicken and a side salad.

 

 

Fun Fact:  Our waiter, Joshua G. was also a budding actor.  He told us he was on pins and needles about a 2nd call back he just received for a role he was praying about and then told us he played the Jamaican dude in Kevin Hart and Will Ferrell’s Get Hard movie.  I googled “Jamaican in Get Hard with Kevin Hart” later that day and watched Joshua’s scene with a big smile on my face.  He was very good!

 

After we ate we went out for a long walk where we ran into the Louie Armstrong Park and more street performers.  Even one who sounded like so much like John Legend that we thought the outdoor restaurant was playing his song, Ordinary People on loud speakers.  It was another beautiful day.

 

I notice there is a lot of talent in this town – American Idol should take notice – this singer sounds just like John Legend~

 

We then took the trolley back to Bourbon Street and walked into a record store called Peaches Records!  I was so surprised because it’s not every day you see a record store in a city.  As it turned out, this record store was unique in that it used to be a Woolworth’s Store back in the 1960s where one of the more notable sit-ins took place.  Seven students staged a sit-in at the Woolworths lunch counter to protest racial segregation.

 

 

Thursday October 16th

We were running out of time but could not leave New Orleans without at least trying a beignet – so many people, including my gym friend Penthy, told me how goooood the beignet was.  As it turned out there was a Cafe Beignet right across from our hotel.  At this Cafe Beignet the  dining was al fresco and it featured live jazz musicians, in this case a 3 piece band.  I had scrambled eggs with white cheddar cheese and bacon on a plain bagel with black coffee.  James had 3 different flavored beignets so I took a bite out of one of his beignets (smile).  It was tasty for sure.

 

 

That night for dinner we ate at Acme Restaurant which my gym friend Anne M. highly recommended.  We had tried to go to Acme Restaurant on Monday night but there was a large water main break that night which shut down all of the restaurants and bars on the street.  The TV news reporter was there interviewing one of the chefs so I had to smile since I’m in the TV industry.

 

Can’t go anywhere without seeing a TV news reporter (smile)

 

Anyway, we waited in line at Acme because it was so popular and then were seated in the back.  I enjoyed the seafood medley which was well worth the wait.

 

 

That night we listened to live jazz music but this time at The Jazz Playhouse in our hotel.  I drank 2 mocktails as we listened to the sounds of The Brass-A-Holics.  This group was incredible as they all played musical instruments including the saxophone which is my personal favorite. I would have taken pictures of these gorgeous male musicians but my phone had died – bummer!   At the end of the night The Brass-A-Holics summoned everyone out of their seats to follow them around the restaurant where we all marched/danced to When the Saints Go Marching In.  It was another memorable evening spent with people whom I’ll probably never see again in my life (smile).

 

Friday October 17th

Travel day – I have to note: Traveling by air today is exhausting and it really tries your nerves – we almost missed our connection two times (one time on the way to Louisiana, one time on the way back from Louisiana) through no fault of our own.   Another thing –  on the flight headed to New Orleans our Pilot informed us that he thought he was going home after his shift had ended but was asked at the last minuteto stay on and take our flight so I’m thinking, Oh no, he’s really tired… Anyway, he then proceeded to tell us that 3 things needed to be fixed before we could actually take off so our flight would be delayed but he would keep us posted as each one was completed.  He came back after each one was completed to let us know the status.  On the 3rd “thing” he accidentally said it was ‘good enough’ and then changed it to mean it easily passed all of the tests but all I kept thinking was ‘good enough.’  Yikes!  As it turned out, God protected us and got us back safely so I really have nothing to complain about right?!? (smile).

 

At any rate, here are my memories of New Orleans in October:

Beautiful sunny and hot weather

Bare legged tattooed ladies

Daiquiris and pizza shops

Jello Shots

Po’Boys

Loud competing music in the streets

Independent art galleries in the Art District

Apartments, condos and homes with unique architecture and ironwork balconies

Street sweepers in the early morning cleaning up the mess from the night before

Poverty stricken children of color drumming on empty canisters for dollars

Homeless sleeping in the street

Young male street performers holding court on Bourbon Street while entertaining the crowds

Caleb the funny doorman at The Royal Sonesta

 

Sincerely,

 

TVFL

 

Me and Baby Brother

I have been thinking about my baby brother Shawn a lot lately.  Even dreaming about him.  It’s been 20 years since his death and although the pain has subsided, it still feels like a dull ache that never quite goes away.

 

Baby brother Shawn

 

Growing up Hollis my father Jonie B. was very strict.  He joined the United States Navy when he was just 19 years of age so I imagine a lot of what he learned in the Navy from a discipline standpoint, he imparted onto his own family.  Shawn and I were the youngest of 7 children (5 girls, 2 boys) so we bore the brunt of it.  My mother was a “housewife” at the time and was always there to make sure our childhood was as pleasant as possible.

 

Jonie Benjamin Hollis

 

Shawn was the youngest of us 7 Hollis children and the true ‘baby of the family’.  I remember being quite jealous when he was born because I was just 2 years old and no longer the baby of the family.  It reminds me of that song, “Lonely Boy,” by Andrew Gold because this baby boy, being an “only child,” was doted on by his parents until 2 years later when his baby sister came along and suddenly all of the attention and focus shifted to her.  This obviously does not perfectly apply to my situation since I’m a girl, Shawn’s a boy and there were 5 other children born before us, but I can certainly relate to that little boy’s pain (smile).

 

6th from left to right and no longer the “baby of the family”

 

Shawn had a wonderful personality and a smile that could light up a room.  The fact that he was “easy on the eyes” didn’t hurt either…People naturally gravitated towards him because of his friendly demeanor, sensitive nature and kind ways.  As I mentioned before, Shawn and I played together as siblings do but to be honest, I was more concerned with hanging out with my 4 older sisters who I looked up to and emulated as best as I could.  Being the baby girl, they didn’t want me around so I started forging my own friendships with girls my age at school and at home.

 

Shawn was smart as a whip from day one and also very sensitive by nature.  As he got older his sensitivity became more and more of a liability as people tend to equate a gentle nature and kindness with weakness.  Still it did not seem to faze him, he did not try to change his personality, he just lived out his truth.

 

Like a lot of boys at the time, Shawn joined the Boy Scouts to fit in.  This ended up  backfiring on him though because most of the activities were father-son related and our father was out to sea a good portion of the year living on submarines to build his Naval career.  In other words, not able to be there for Shawn like the fathers of the other boy scouts were there for their sons.  My mother tried to help out but it wasn’t the same…

 

My mother Jean with her 2 sons Shawn and Michael

Shawn was gifted with a creative mind so he became a self-taught musician – he taught himself how to play guitar at a very young age and drew on inspiration from a relatively unknown Indie musician at the time named Prince (smile).  I remember hearing Prince’s music coming from his bedroom and thinking, who in their right mind could listen to that mess (smile).   When Shawn graduated from high school he applied for and was accepted into the prestigious Berkelee School of Music but dropped out after a few semesters due to financial issues as well as feelings of loneliness and isolation.

 

Shawn also had a short stint in the U.S. Army but the service life did not agree with him.

 

When Shawn passed, I had just started working months before as an Account Executive at WTNH TV News 8.  As it turned out, learning my new gig (broadcast television sales) felt like learning a whole new language.  However this learning curve turned into a blessing in disguise because it acted as a good distraction for me after the heartache of losing a loved one.  I was having a difficult time processing the loss of my baby brother and to be honest, I even felt a little guilty about what more I could have done as his sister who was closest in age to him and probably understood him more from our shared experiences in childhood and such.  The funeral was surreal, people from our childhood in Groton, CT showed up, as well as family, friends, and member of my Christian Tabernacle Baptist Church family.  My News 8 sales managers and sales colleagues showed up in full force which meant the world to me, a mere newbie at that time.

 

Little Brother with Big Brother
Left to Right – back row – Dana, Shawn, Michael, Elena, Lajeune front row – Casandra my mother Jean, Joandra

 

As what usually happens after a funeral, a flood of memories arrived of our brief time together.  Relatively speaking, I have way more memories of our short lives together growing up Hollis than I do of our lives after high school and college.   Shawn became somewhat reclusive in his last 10 years on earth.  And it was hard to reconcile.  Life hadn’t turned out the way Shawn expected so most of the news that I received about him was from my dear mother Jean when I swung by to visit her over the weekend.   Growing up though Shawn and I, being the youngest in the family, got along pretty well.   We had fights like brothers and sisters do but for the most part we played nice.  Shawn was so easygoing and likable it was hard not to get along with him.   My mother also made sure that we kids were all involved in some kind of activity after school as well as during the Summer months so there was always something going on.  As we got older and started high school, the other kids had moved out so it was just me, Shawn and our mother at home.  My parents had separated by then.

 

A collage of Shawn that truly captures his spirit – thanks for putting this together Big Brother Mike

 

Looking ahead, what Shawn’s short time on this earth has taught me is to be kind, you never know what someone is going through or has gone through.  Be compassionate as compassion is free and show empathy to those people who may be different from you.  Life is too short to not appreciate it as and for the gift that it is.

 

Sincerely,

 

TVFL

 

 

 

 

“Southern Girl”

 

In July I met up with my niece and twin nephews (all siblings) in San Antonio, Texas for the sole purpose of family bonding and fun in the sun: SAT, A surprise to me!

 

And now here it is August and I just returned from a 5 day 4 night mini vacay to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina or “MB” as it is affectionately known (smile).

Me and my boo decided to try something new this time around in regards to our aircraft – we flew Avelo Airlines out of Tweed Airport in New Haven (a first for both of us) and we booked our stay not at a hotel resort but rather at an Airbnb. My girlfriend Sharon’s son Brandon owns a 1 bedroom condominium on the beach in MB called Rosey Retreat so that is where we stayed.    

 

It felt different staying at an Airbnb condominium as opposed to a hotel resort because we missed out on the daily maid service, the convenience of a hotel restaurant and the front desk information gathering station.


Cozy albeit quirky rose interior

 

But what it lacked in hotel amenities it more than made up for as it had the perfect view from our balcony to the beach, the cozy, albeit quirky rose interior and beachy touches inside the unit such as beach chairs and a beach umbrella complete with a sand anchor.

 

Can’t beat this view!

 

Our morning view to Paradise

 

We spent the majority of our vacay mornings and afternoons enjoying the surf and sun at the beach (did I mention that the temps averaged 85 degrees Fahrenheit all 5 days!) and almost pinched ourselves for picking the right week of the month to travel.

I think this is when I lost my Fitbit!

 

Since we left on a Sunday of the last week in August, most people with children were already in full ‘Back to School’ mode so the beach felt somewhat secluded and a little private.

It feels so good to be on the beach when its not wall to wall people…

 

Our condominium had a galley kitchen with pots and pans and stuff so we went shopping for food, snacks and adult beverages at the Piggly Wiggly (smile).

 

Love that name!

 

And afterwards we had breakfast at Shoney’s – I remember this restaurant from a couple of Summers I spent in Fayetteville, North Carolina with my big sister Dana. I was 15 years old at the time and Dana was 23. She was serving in the Air Force and had recently purchased her own home and it was ‘my turn’ to spend the Summer with her.  Dana took me to Shoney’s as they were legendary back then for their huge Southern breakfasts. However, on the day me and my boo went, the managers were cooking (never a good sign) as they were short on wait staff so the food and service were not quite what I expected.

 

Shoney Bear


The breakfast was just okay…

 

Speaking of food, the best meal in MB that week bar none was the Jamaican take-out restaurant we discovered after leaving the Piggly Wiggly. It was across the street from Piggly Wiggly and to their left. We both luvvvv Jamaican food so we ordered 3 plates to go – 2 plates of Oxtails with rice and peas and cabbage and 1 plate of Jerk Chicken with peas and rice and cabbage.

 

3 plates to go please!

 

I inhaled my oxtails, peas and rice and cabbage poolside back at the crib

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We had a lively conversation with the owner and his wife around the U.S. dominance in track and field at the most recent Paris Olympics which was precipitated by Usain Bolt’s picture on the wall… 😜

 

Usain Bolt

As for lunch and dinner ‘dine-in restaurants,’ we surfed online and found at least 3 or 4 that were decent and within walking distance. We did not rent a car – in all honesty South Myrtle Beach is easy to navigate on foot as everything is relatively close by.  The Uber ride from the Myrtle Beach airport to our condominium took just 15 minutes!

 

The first restaurant where we ate was recommended by a hotel concierge named Will whom we met on the street – he said it was popular with tourists so he knew we would like it. Will was not wrong (smile). It was named River City Cafe. I had a delish veggie burger with cheese and a side salad. Before our meal came we were served salty roasted shelled peanuts in a cup and afterwards we got to throw the shells on the wooden floor😀. It took me back to my days growing up in Groton, Connecticut when we ate at The Ground Round 😀.

 

The license plated wall of the River City Cafe
Delish veggie cheese burger with a side salad

Cool ice water with salty roasted shelled peanuts and yes, we gladly threw the empty shells on the floor (smile).

 

For dinner that night (really apps since I was still full from lunch!) we chose RipTyde Rooftop Bar because it overlooked the beach and it had a cool indoor/outdoor vibe. I had a delish Frozen Mango Margarita Mocktail that froze my brain every time I took a sip (smile). There was live music playing and from our seats, we could watch the hotel guests enjoying a game of Corn Hole on the beach.

 

 

We had the best view from RipTyde indoor outdoor restaurant

The following night we headed back to the Myrtle Beach boardwalk to check out Pier 14 Restaurant but while walking on the boardwalk we met a friendly middle -aged couple from Washington state who had just arrived in town to attend NASCAR.  We exchanged our respective life stories and went on our way 😉.

 

The beautiful and well-lit Myrtle Beach 1.2 mile long boardwalk

We ate that night at Pier 14 which was known for their seafood and specialty drinks. It was late for dining (9pm) so I ordered something light – Poke Tuna and it hit the spot ☺️

 

Pier 14 Restaurant

 

From there we went to The Arcades (old school gaming) which really took me back in time…

 

The following evening (after once again spending all day on the beach) we dined at LandShark Bar and Grill where I had a Caribbean Chicken salad before people watching along the Boardwalk.

Perfect photo op inside Landmark Shark Bar and Grill retail store

 

And we couldn’t leave MB before riding on the SkyWheel – it was truly a stress free ride – more observational than anything else – as we checked out the city lights and carnival rides.

 

Could not miss the SkyWheel on any given day, it was literally always in our sight

Entering the Sky Wheel to buy our tickets

Felt no stress whatsoever on this wheel 😜the ride lasted about 14 fun-filled minutes.

Our 5th and final day was spent in our condominium- eating, packing and admiring the view from our balcony…

 

The view from our balcony was impressive

So long MB 😘

For those of you who are wondering why we did not golf, well we figured that just gives us another reason to head back 😜 ⛳️

 

Sincerely,

 

 

TVFL

 

 

 

 

A Quick Dash to Nash

I had a truly memorable Memorial Day weekend this past May of 2023.  The goal was to visit my big sister Casandra who moved to Nashville almost a year ago.  And of course to see her daughter MoNa, her son-in-law Kevia and their rambunctious 6 year old son, Harlem.

 

Memorial Day is not called the “unofficial start to Summer” for nothing.  It seems as if everybody and their grandmother (smile) was driving that weekend on the road, flying in the air, or using some mode of public transportation during this much anticipated prelude to Summer.

 

What usually happens when we now adult Hollis children go to a new place or space to visit family, is we try and incorporate at least one African American cultural activity into the trip.

 

In this case it was easy, almost too easy:  a trip to the National Museum of African American Music or NMAAM as it is referred to.   NMAAM is conveniently located in downtown Nashville so we did not have to travel far as my sister Casandra lives only about 15 to 20 minutes outside the city limits.

National Museum of African American Museum (NMAAM)

 

Parking the car in a garage was pretty steep ($45) and you really have no choice if you drive as there is very little if any available street parking downtown.

 

The ticket prices to the museum (which we ordered online on the NMAAM website the night before) were $24.95 for Adults (me) and $18.75 for Senior Citizens (Casandra).  Just so you are aware, the rest of the ticket prices are as follows:  $18.75 for Students and Teachers with ID, Military and Senior Citizens; $13.50 for Museum Guests aged 7 to 17 and Free for Visitors 6 years of age and under.

 

Very easy to navigate

 

While there, for just $5.00 more you will receive a NMAAM wristband which allows you to  download multiple genres of music (up to 500 songs!) to create your own music playlist as you touch and explore your way throughout the museum.  This music link is sent to your email address a week or so later for you to  download to your Apple or Spotify account.  Very cool!

 

Wearing my wristband and building my playlist – so much music to choose from!

 

Incidentally, NMAAM also offers visitors an annual membership with lots of special perks and education and programs for groups and special outings.

 

The NMAAM brochure tells you it takes 90 minutes to explore the museum (as it features timed admission) but it took me and Casandra 3 hours as there is so much to see and do!  By the way, there is no extra charge if it takes you longer than the 90 minutes (smile).

 

One of the many photo opps at NMAAM

 

The museum is broken up into 6 rooms which each feature a different genre of music and its history.

 

Hip Hop Nation

 

It is fascinating to discover just how intertwined the music is with the historical happenings of each era.

The Roots Theater focuses on African American history and its music.

 

Wade in the Water (one of my personal favs) showcases how gospel music and its rich history has more than influenced religious music.  This gallery featured an interactive room where me and Casandra went in, donned the requisite church choir robes and stood in front of the Green Screen so we could sing along with the Gospel Choir.  The ending was sweet as we were both magically inserted into the Gospel Choir (smile).  We saved this download to our NMAAM wrist band so we could view it later on at home.

 

 

Crossroads chronicles the time in the Deep South (and after slavery) when work songs and field songs (i.e., the Blues) was prevalent.

Lots of photo ops throughout the museum

 

A Love Supreme highlights the Jazz era in African American music and culture.

 

Louis Armstrong, An African American pioneer in Jazz music and Trumpeteer

 

One Nation Under A Groove records the time following World War I with the emergence of Rhythm and Blues…

 

The Message clearly narrates Hip Hop and Rap music and how it influenced (and continues to influence) pop culture in and around the World…this room featured a interactive DJ booth where we were able to select from one of 3 different rappers and then rap along with them.  Not surprisingly, the line to this interactive feature stayed long (smile).

 

Tupac Shakur, an influential and highly regarded and recognized African American Rapper

 

Rivers of Rhythm featured the touch panels (found on the large glass tables)  throughout the NMAAM theater which allow the user to touch their way into an artist’s songs and biographies.  We downloaded lots of music to our NMAAM wristbands from these touch panels.  Incidentally every half hour or so a concert  played on the interactive walls (that day we jammed to the sounds of Prince, Tina Turner, and James Brown).

 

 

 

And just before you leave the museum, you will notice an art gallery featuring the works of very talented community artists.

 

My sister Casandra in the Art Gallery right before we left

 

There- also is a museum store called Amplify which sells beautiful NMAAM memorabilia at reasonable prices.

 

Amplify had lots to offer at different price points

 

By the way, Casandra and I had the pleasure of bumping into Left Eye Lopez’s little sister Reigndrop who was at the museum that day creating a documentary  about her late sister Left Eye Lopez.  Here she is entertaining the lobby crowd in her own eclectic way.

 

Reigndrop is cool and talented too!

 

Also while in the lobby we could not help but notice the tribute to the legendary Tina Turner – who recently passed – you can’t showcase black music without including Miss Tina…may she Rest in Peace…

 

Rest in peace Tina Turner

 

All in all, we had the best time eva and I would highly recommend this museum to anyone visiting the city of Nashville (or Nash as it is called).

 

Fun Fact:  I remember years ago my sister Casandra telling me that if we were not sisters, she would want me as a friend – I feel the same sis (smile).

 

Sincerely,

 

TVFL