An Open Letter to Phases of the Moon,

Posted in Uncategorized on September 18, 2014 by missconceptionaly

Dear Phases,

My, my, what a precedent you have set for yourself, Danville!! Did you know what you were getting into when you invited 20,000 of the country’s most magical hippies to invade your land? You had big shoes to fill with Electric Forrest just around the river bend, and you delivered, in my eyes. You had the lineup of Coachella, the wacky energy of Wakarusa, the art sculptures of Burning man (literally) AND the lines of Bonaroo. Congratulations! So where do we go from here?

How do you manage to outdo yourself when working on such a mass scale? As a seasoned festival goer for over a decade now, I pride myself on the festivals I attend and how I participate. From working on the art team, to gracing the stage with my own performance arts troupe and DJ, I’ve seen many sides to the festival circuit. This time, I decided to join your volunteer forces at Phases of the Moon, and it was a humbling experience, to say the least. Nothing like picking up hippies’ trash to remind you how human you are. But everyone who we passed was SO grateful for the green team, and it was a great sight to see such a clean land, and a conscious group of people.

Consciousness. The new evolution of festival goers. Are we conscious or not? Are we really leaving no trace? Does anyone really even care? It always seems nobody really knows what time it is to even make the chakra cleansing workshop at the sanctuary, so do we leave it all up to chance, instead? To fly by the seat of one’s pants, or to listen to the people… which inevitably is twice as much work.

I’ve got to hand it to the Phases of the Moon planning committee, your attention to the artistic detail was out of this world. You may not have had security in place where they needed to be, but the live flowers placed strategically all over the festival were a super nice touch. You could tell the people who planned it really had a vision and weren’t going to settle for less than that artistic vibe they were going for, even if it went over budget. All in all, ya’ll did real good from an artists point of view. (You had me at Alex and Alyson Grey).

Things to keep in mind for next year:
Trust your security. Prepare them for what lies ahead.

Allow your volunteers to take a more active role in deciding what needs to be addressed (i.e.: They stuck us out in family camping to pick up trash, when gathering the cigarette butts in the main stage would have been far more productive)

Light the bonfire DURING the actual music, and closer to the stages so people can keep warm and utilize the heat during the headliners.

Have digital clocks stationed around the festival (maybe near the schedules) so that people do know what time it is.

Lastly, stating the obvious, let your people come in and set up CAMP as early as Wednesday if they desire. You don’t have to open up the main venue right away, but you already know, the flow of traffic left something to be desired.

To sum up, I’ve still got blisters on my toes, snot in my noes, scratches I don’t remember and some serious sunburned lips, but it was all worth it. I’ll be back next year, if you’ll have me, and I’d love to continue as a part of your team. You have the vision, you just need the visionaries to help you implement. Every festival should be looking to you as a model for how to coexist with the locals and seasoned festival goers. Touché

Until we meet again,


One bite at a time

Posted in Uncategorized on August 7, 2014 by missconceptionaly

How do you eat an elephant?

Step one is irrelevant
in the process of enlightening:
if you’ve already QUIT
Not joking, wherever you’re at, put it down,
decide right now you are a non smoker, be proud,
“We don’t need a crutch to stand up…”   had enough? That’s whats up…
So what if you’ve already quit? Well congrats, but that’s not it.
See what you put into your body is up to nobody but you.

Step Two.

Step two up the stairway to enlightenment, is right nourishment.  You are what you eat.  If you eat crap, no wonder you hurt like that it’s a fact your body is on a track and what biology you attract says a lot about what goes in must come out   (you see)

Step three.  See.  Look me in the eye and do you.    What are you here to do?  I’m to have fun in this moment under our sun.  There’s something for everyone.  We’ve only just begun.  And at the same sign we already won.  We are all one, once more

Step Four – it’s for sure, The earth is our home, since before Mother Earth was born; now not alone, we  rest on her throne.  We are the chosen ones, sons of daughters of the sun turned to man, here to defend our own acre of land.  Do all we can to work hand-in-hand with the soul of earth’s llifespan.  Trust in the divine plan.  And take care of the sand, fire, water and air so that we can all dare

to survive.

Step five – Take care of your tribe.  Migrate if needed. But to stay alive you’re better stickin’ together, believin that the weather can change on the back of a feather.  So plant your roots deep and let  the grounds reap the rewards. Of course

 Find time to escape, but don’t let your mind trick.  Step six  – say it like you see… when you see me, smile and sing, because we are alive and free, to know what we know when we see what we say and if we disagree?  We can agree to look away and be on our own pathway to step seven

Heaven – is a place we’ve not yet known.  At least not in this lifetime but in the past we’ve shown it feels a lot like home …  we can’t fight about where we are growin’, or where we’ve been.   But knowing Each day is a chance to start over again.  From scratch.   A train to catch.  To be who you need to be. Actually, Free to move and believe and wear a bindi or do whatever, I think our clever parents called it free speech, and we’re taking it back making hiphophulahoophistory you with me or is the path still a mystery

Cuz let me remind thee, for those of us who are not yet ready to be so free.

Step one is to, quit blowing smoke, no joke…. it is wrote.

So how do you eat an elephant?  One bite at a time…

half the time step one is irrelevant, but

all it takes is time.


Riddle me this….

Posted in Uncategorized on July 9, 2014 by missconceptionaly

“Wise folks count their blessings fools count their problems”
-Michael Franti

I’ve learned some things recently about pain. When you hurt someone, you, too, will hurt equally as much in return. Maybe directly. Maybe indirectly. Maybe totally unaffiliated. Maybe not even in this lifetime. All in due time, with each kind. Pain is very real and contagious.

So what happens when we hurt ourselves? When we knowingly ingest poison in the moment, knowing the consequences of the long run. When we stay, because it also hurts to go. When we put ourselves down and can no longer hold anyone else up. Does pain cancel itself out when it’s self inflicted?

It seems
the age is dark
for the mind and the heart
the patterns we weave
are clouded by the air we breath
and the sews we reap
don’t always grow from the seeds we seeped

My good friend Auset said it best just yesterday: It’s like we have all the tools and codes. We just have forgotten how to use then. And I don’t claim to know any right answers by any means. But I do know that the answers tend to come when the right questions are asked.

So what’s your burning question? Answer me!

Teach others by first teaching yourself. And perhaps in those teachings lies the collective power to lift the dark clouds. Drown out our teared fears in a garden of truth so that fountains of quests become ionic. Fragments of ingenuity, sewn into the fabric of our spirits.

We must be free with knowledge! Free with spirit. Free with creativity. Free from power. And poverty. And political lunacy. We must be free to count our blessings.

“Do it with intention. Not obligation” – Yogi

Miss Conception

Wakarusa Interactive Artists

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on May 22, 2014 by missconceptionaly

MissConception and the VibeTribe are SUPER excited to be orchestrating and and participating in this year’s live artists at Wakarusa. Look for the festivities on Mulberry Mountain in Arkansas June 5-8. We will be bringing you live artists all around the festival and on the Great Wall of Waka! Workshops including yoga, hoop dance, meditation, movement, spirit animals and more all weekend in the main stage and outpost tent! Fire dancing, art installations, stilt walking artists, clowns, magicians, open mics, and all the magic to be made shall be brought during this epic weekend.

For more information on the interactive art, visit:

You can still by tickets here:

See you on the mountain!


Waka Artist 2014 LIVE

Songwriter Swap at The Tank Room

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on May 9, 2014 by missconceptionaly

Featuring Prim-1, MissConception & Professor Nightlife Jones. We took this opportunity in downtown KC on a Thursday night to show off our wordplay skills. This is the entire 1 hour and 45 minute set of passing the mic back and forth and just seeing what unfolds. So much magic can happen if you don’t try and control it. ENJOY the show from home folks!

You can catch different artists at the Song Writers Swap, hosted by Damon Bailey, every Thursday night, 9 to midnight at The Tank Room on 18th and Grand.

You can catch MissConception and the crew back at The Tank Room on Friday, July 25th.


Gettin’ Silly

Posted in Uncategorized on March 14, 2014 by missconceptionaly

This is how you make Taco Bell your bitch:  Nacho grande no meat sub rice… then I added my own spinach and avocado. And lots of HOT sauce. Judge all you want…. Taco Bell is delicious #owningit

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And now, a silly poem for those who love food….  we’ll talk about being healthy later ;)


What’s cookin’ good lookin’
Are you the Apple of my eye ?
One a day keeps fruit strange
and then we hang it out to dry

It’s a slippery slope, already out sold
self served snack pack forget
what we’ve been told
It’s okay to have your cake – you better eat it too
but the icings crumbling
the cookies turned into goo

Chew on this
we are all so Thirsty for knowledge
Hunger pains
Weight gains makin grades during college

I’m sittin’ cool as a cucumber, with a sack of potatoes
flat as pancake, sweet as humble pie throwin’ tomatoes
the sky has opened up for business
the moons’ happy as a clam
pinch poke you owe a coke
I’ll catch you if I can

I can’t Dish it out if you don’t wanna take it
Finger food for thought we all gotta make it
When the dinner bell tolls, you best come quick
with a cherry on top, let it marinate thick

The Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree these days
and with eyes bigger than the stomach we’ve all become lazy
at this All you can eat buffet
bitten off more than what’s chewable
AND we’re still hungry looking funny
for a recipe that’s doable

Life’s not all it’s cracked up to be
cant elope tonight?  how about tomorrow morning
the yolks really on you at a sausage fest
hot tamale, my egg’s fried,
it’s made quite a big mess
making all these lemons into lemonade
proof is in the pudding
when you’re throwing Gatorade

I can’t dish it out if you don’t wanna take it
Finger food for thought we all gotta make it
When the dinner bell tolls, you best come quick
with a cherry on top, let it marinate thick

Matt Diamond Photography Interview

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on March 4, 2014 by missconceptionaly


Matt Diamond Photography Interview

Blogging is all about shameless cross promotion…. so I want to extend a sincere thank you to my friend Matt Diamond, photographer, writer and all around artist.  Check out the wonderfully kind article he compiled on MissConception’s work and vision.   With humble gratitude, I thank you for seeing the vision and carrying out spirit’s will, with your words and your photography work!

You can find more of his work, or contact him for booking a photoshoot at:



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