THAT GIRL LAY LAY DROPS NEW MUSIC, "NOT YOUR BOO"!
Ready to bounce to a re-polished oldie but goodie? Well, your chance is here! That Girl Lay Lay has just dropped new music and it is fire. “Not Your Boo” is definitely going to head straight up the charts, putting a new spin on the 1980s Miami Bass sound “My Boo” by Ghost Town DJs. Check out the official video here. And don't forget to tune-in to her new Nickelodeon show, debuting September 23.
GO BEHIND THE MIC WITH JUST TALK WITH GABE!
Behind The Mic is a YouTube/IGTV series where Gabriel Silva goes "behind the mic" on camera to talk to guests from his popular podcast, Just Talk With Gabe. Haven't seen it yet? Tune-in and catch up. Don't forget to subscribe!
AN OPPORTUNITY TO HELP THOSE WHO NEED IT THE MOST
Texas teen actor/model Gabriel L. Silva is proud to partner with Kids' Meals Houston to help end childhood hunger during these unprecedented and challenging times.
"As a native Houstonian, I experienced the same power and water outages as many in our city during the devastating winter storm. We were among those who experienced minimal damage where so many others are suffering tremendously. Knowing that I am my brother's keeper, I wanted to give back. I have called on some of my industry friends to help me spread the word so that together, we can reach our goal of 1,000 meals to feed children through Kids' Meals Houston. No donation is too small as it only takes $2.00 to feed those who are among the most vulnerable in our city."
Kids' Meals Houston provides meals to low-income families who are in need with preschool-aged kids. They deliver meals directly to apartments, trailers, and homes of hungry children in 43 Houston-area zip codes.
Please join my friends and I in helping to make sure that Kids' Meals Houston can continue its meaningful mission to feed kids. As a result of the storm, all perishable foods were destroyed, so we need you to help!
Click here to donate. Remember, it only takes just $2.00 to make a difference.
Update: Although the storm is over and Kids' Meals Houston has recouped their inventory, they are still in need of help. A little goes a long way! Make sure to stop by and donate to a great cause.
POETRY CORNER-(Curated by Grace Robleto)
By: Grace Robleto
a train stopped traffic, so i parked
and stared at the bluebonnets.
power lines slice the sky into something like a stained glass window
and horses hide in pastures tucked between neighborhoods and railroads.
there are no rivers here, but when it storms,
the streets overflow with dangerous waters, roaring with joy.
flowers erupt between cracks in the sidewalk.
this city was never meant to be, and yet it is.
i’m always dazed in the haze born from the union of sun and water.
children guard children and adults (but not very vigilantly,)
because the way the light reflects off a pool’s surface turns humor to mischief.
a shimmer from blacktop makes crossing the parking lot seem impossible.
the potholes seem deeper for some reason,
and i am afraid to travel because my car might overheat.
now is the time for friendship and love,
so despite the haze i try to remain amazed and awake.
beginnings smell like endings and vice versa.
the haze leaves, but the shimmer remains.
“fear the autumn storms,” my mother said, but
the neighbor girl and I lived in a fort of fallen branches
and my brothers kayaked down the street because they could.
we cannot fear the autumn storms if from them is born our fun.
if i have to be stuck with a color, i don’t mind green.
there is nearly always green underfoot and overhead, but
blinding white choked the trees four times in my lifetime,
and gave me my name. its rarity meant beauty.
the joyous expectation in the middle of the bleakest time of year
fills the streets and makes even burning gasoline smell festive.
cold and blood both smell like iron and machinery,
and ice melts fast on the blacktop.
“bridge may ice in cold weather,” read the signs that, to date,
have only been relevant once.