Miami: Aug 2-6, 2018 Here’s a brief summary of my trip to Miami FLA to work on the documentary. Director Joan and I had an enjoyable 5 day whirlwind trip that has brought us one step further in this journey of decathlon proportions. We had the honor
August 1, 2018 FEVER BARN RECORDING This has been a VERY COOL week! I have had the pleasure of recording a couple of tracks (one R&B and one spanish tune) with some VERY COOL CATS who have been very influential in the music “BIZ”! What wo
Hello Happy Cuba Doc Followers! It’s nice to have a moment to breathe after spending every second of the last week working on our first proposal for a grant to help sponsor the Cuba documentary. It was a monumental task as neither director Joan nor
blog may 31 2018 I’m sitting here on the back porch with a beautiful evening breeze gently blowing through the windows, listening to lawn mowers and birds in the mix singing their goodnight songs to newly hatched chicks. It’s a good day. Here&
Hello family, friends and fans! Last Tuesday (May 19, 2018) was the start of filming for my Cuba documentary. What a whirlwind! The crew consisting of film makers Catalina Jordan Alvarez and Tyler Horst, my co-producer and partner Joan DuQuette and I bega
May 15, 2018 marks a very important day in my life. I have an early morning audition at Grand Central Station in NYC to perform in the subways systems through MTA Music Underground New York. After a thorough application and admission process, I have been
Hi Everyone! It’s been a while since I sat down and collected my thoughts to give you a run down of all the exciting events coming up for me in ArleneWow!-land! My mission (if I dare to accept it) is to write a weekly blog to inform everybody about
Mi Abuela (my grandmother) Delia Fernandez was an incredible survivor. Born in 1901, she saw so many incredible changes not only in her life, but the world. At a young age, Abuela became completely deaf from meningitis. She did not know sign language but
With the help of my family, I’m in the process of gathering information concerning Asilo San Vicente de Paul where my mom spent her childhood (see earlier blogs). This is the first photo of the front of the building that my Tio Luis and Tia Charito
My mother was scarred first by her father’s death and secondly being uprooted from the love of her family. She carried the weight of abandonment throughout her entire life. There aren’t a lot of details at this point about my mom’s exper
