I am an artist

Posted in Uncategorized on April 10, 2015 by missconceptionaly

I am an artist – an entertainer in every sense of the word.  I live for art.  Art is why I get out of bed most days.  And I don’t have a whole lot of say about it….  The impulse oozes out my pores and into my essence.  I get EXCITED about organizing my jewelry box.  Every thought becomes a plausible song lyric.  Every open mic an opportunity to be understood.  I live for craft day, okay, picking out my clothes every morning is an exciting opportunistic projection of expression.  Cooking dinner turns in to Instagram masterpieces, with a slight inkwell filter.  I have a tendency to turn my bedroom is a temple, with candles and sentimental shades of beauty. My bumper stickers have to say something.  I live to dance and I love to sing. Sing. SING!  Every moment is a chance to throw my hand up with a classy twist and a punch line (KISS) to wish you away on the ultimate ride. Tonight, I want to throw a party and invite everybody I know.  Get ‘em all in one room until they are best friends and forget to even call me when they throw their own parties.  When I do get invited, I’m on the guest list.  Because I am an artist.  In every sense of the title.  In every sense of the curse.  In ever sense of a blessing. I am an artist, and it’s the artist’s job, nay, DUTY, to preserve the past while creating the future, in a sense, providing comfort to those who do witness its glory.  Art is like God… not understandable.  not comprehendible.  not really tangible.  but still very powerful, if you chose to accept it and see it for what it is.  I often underestimate the artistic tendencies pulsing through my DNA, I just know that I have to express this…. this… this thing.  It’s art.  It’s, me.  And maybe you it’s you, too…. all of us, at different times in different ways get lucky and have something worthwhile to say.   And this really isn’t about luck.  This isn’t about entitlement.  This is not my ego screaming at your ego for telling me to sit down and shut up and listen (or don’t listen) to THIS or THAT Art, no… This is an infinite-way conversation ever-evolving composite of passion ready to erupt at any time.  This is not easy.  This is not profitable.  This isn’t an option.  The question is, do you have the time to share/care?  Because if not… my art will go fleetingly smooth into the night with all of the contributors who’ve come before and will ride again.  Should you chose to care, about this one artist, in one moment, creating this one memory, choose to remember this:

Art, is possibly the only thing that will be left when we are gone.  Let it legacize yourself, and to each his own, with honor.   And don’t forget to do it with a smile… because the show will go on.  Question is, would you rather be in the audience or on stage?



Album Release Tour Coming on Strong

Posted in Uncategorized on April 2, 2015 by missconceptionaly

Sara tonin Front Cd Album Art 2015It’s almost hear folks!  My 4th album release is coming next weekend, April 9th, 10th and 11th.  We will be hitting three cities in three days on the Rhythm, Rhyme & Blues Tour, a MissConception and Matt Diamond collaboration!  If you have it in your heart (and time schedule) pick a show and come out and see the magic!

The album, titled Sara-Tonin, will consist of 13 tracks designed to push the envelope in several directions.  Recorded at Electric Cat Studios and produced by Little Class Records, I am thrilled to be releasing something that makes ME so happy.

Here is the lineup for the three day tour:

Lawrence, KS – The Jazzhaus – April 9 – $4
Harmony Mindzeye Lovellution  9-10
Matt Diamond 10-10:30
MissConception – 10:30-11:15
DJ Ather 11:15-11:30
Negro Scoe 11:30-12:15
Liberty, Mo – Club 906 – Friday April 10 – $5 presale / $7 door
Nicolette Paige 9-10
Matt Diamond 10-10:30
MissConception  –  10:30-11:15
Negro Scoe 11:15-12
DJ Prozac 12-2
Kansas City, Mo – Black Label Cycle – April 11 – $5
IVY – 9-9:30
Matt Diamond 9:30-10
Doc Dilz & the Last Rekrute 10-10:30
MissConception 10:30-11:30
Negro Scoe 11:30-12
DJ Prozac 12-1
DJ Derrick 1-2 2-3
DJ Pintsize

Vendors: Cali Roberta, Cryoflesh, Theresa Goodman

The album will be available for sale on a USB drive that will contain my entire collection (4 albums, a book, lyric sheet and videos) for $20.

Thank you so much for your support and constant inspiration.  I do this because it is what I love, and I can continue doing this on a larger scale because you choose to support me.  You will never know how much I love ya.

Blessings, and let’s rock!


Sara tonin Back Cd Album Art 2015

Speaking Truth

Posted in Uncategorized on February 24, 2015 by missconceptionaly

The older i get, the harder it is to talk about the things nobody wants to talk hear.  When I was younger, I would just blurt it out, uncontrollably, in any situation no matter how untactful or rash.  It was unstoppable, the truth HAD to come out and I wasn’t one to stop it.  It was an exciting rush to let the truth unfurl with all it’s wrath.  But just because it’s true, doesn’t mean it’s nice.

These days, I’ve had to learn the hard way how to bite my tongue for the well being of everyone, but especially myself.  A sense of protection in a world where nobody wants to hear the truth, they just want to live happily ever after in their oblivion.  It’s not that I can ignore the truth… it always stares you blindly in the eye, bright as white, unable to look away as it slowly destroys your vision to a blurry hue.  The truth still sticks out like the elephant in the room.  The same one everyone refuses to talk about, but we all know it’s there.  Truth is a funny thing.  Relative.  Variable.  Depending on which side of the line you are on, the results change.  How do we know if something is true?  I am writing my truth now, but it may disagree with your truth.  Does the truth meet in the middle somewhere?
photo by: IMagery
Matt Diamond Photography
MUAH: Mandy 

What’s UP Kansas City ?

Posted in Uncategorized on February 17, 2015 by missconceptionaly

How ya’ll doing?  Really, I’m curious… TELL ME please in the comments below.  What do YOU have going on that’s worth noting?

I thought I would check in and say HI!  Real talk.  I’ve had my pulse on you for a while now, KC, and we’re just getting started!  As I’m gearing up for another Spring and Summer of enlightenment, I’ve been hibernating and feeling out the calm before the storm.

There are some wonderful things coming up in KC, and I wanted to fill all you loyal bloggers in; so take out your calendar and write down anything that seems interesting!  I’d love to see you out and about, painting the town whatever color you like, naturally.

First I’m working on recording a new album!  It should be out by late Spring; Title and release date coming soon!  Special thanks to Little Class Records!

2/25 Will be another fantastic feature poetry reading, brought to you by Nightlife Jones and MissConception, also featuring the illustrious Cheri Lou Woods.  Be at the Arts Bar (3611 Broadway) pre-open mic on Wednesday, February 25th for a special feature that will BLOW YOU AWAY.  Feature 8-9, open mic 9-11, always free, donations always welcome!

Dr Seuss’s birthday bash is happening on Monday evening, March 2nd at the Uptown Arts Bar 6:30 p.m.  Come and celebrate the life and poetry of Dr Seuss with myself and some other local poets!  AND this one the donations go towards a good cause, Community LINC.  

Save the Date for the screening of the documentary I produced titled “The Hellraiser”.   When a man (who happens to be my Grandfather!) decided he needed to call the Pope one day years ago, the impossible happened.  Suddenly, an ordinary lawyer found himself in not so ordinary positions.  Meet Sid Willens, civic activist and lawyer representing the underdog in many cases and platforms.  Sid has developed strategic tactics and systematic flow charts to accomplish what maybe would call the impossible, and he’s not afraid to share with the public the methods he uses to succeed.   Essentially, the film is about activism and how to make systematic change as an individual in this discriminatory system.

Please join your community on Thursday, April 2nd, 7:00 p.m. at the Uptown Arts Bar for a screening and discussion over the movie “The Hellraiser”.  Doors are at 7:00 p.m., followed by the film screening and a discussion panel from 8-8:30 consisting of Sid Willens, Al Brooks and Rabbi Mark Levin.  Other organizations will be there representing social justice actions happening today, including Ida B Wellls, The American Friends Services Committee and more.   Details coming soon!

Worth Noting: I’ve recently taken a job with The Kelly Gallery working on weddings and graphic design (two of my loves), so if you need all things wedding, SEND ME A MESSAGE at sara.serendip@gmail.com!  I want to help you!

Performance wise, I’ll be featuring at a TED TALK event in Lawrence March 23rd, performing at a MyArts KC Open Mic for youth in KC on March 27th, and doing a Burlesque show for adults on March 28th (hello busking burlesque poetry schtick)!
I am THRILLED to be collaborating with Matt Diamond for our multi-venue production of the Rhythm Rhyme and Blues Series… we’ll be heading to Lawrence, Liberty, St Joe (and of course KC) in April!  As one of his newest additions to the IMagery brand, great collaborations are to come!
I’ve got a weekly hula hoop class starting at City in Motion on April 1st!

Luckily enough, i’ll be working with KC Young Audiences and the American Friends Services Committee for the “How to Change the World through Spoken Word” workshops, working with youth in Kansas City teaching them about spoken word and performance!   What an honor.

And lastly, dare I remind you of my one true love, Wakarusa?  If you haven’t bought your tickets yet, please get them NOW while they are affordable, and come share this incredible experience with me!  There is no place like Wakarusa…. no place like OM.

We all have a lot going on.  Pick what you love and STICK WITH IT.  Keep lists.  Keep calendars.  Throw away that which doesn’t serve you any longer.  Think ahead.  Be proactive.  And do it with LOVE.  You can always check my website www.themissconception.com for upcoming events and music, and please help contribute to my vision by spreading the word, when it matters to you!

As always, thanks for reading!

10951145_10153080543027235_1969799690_nIMagery & Matt Diamond Photography

Poetics: Life Sentences

Posted in Uncategorized on January 21, 2015 by missconceptionaly
Life Sentences
Oh the bridges we burn when we speak out of turn….
There’s something to be said for the right timing of looking people in the eye.  Turn too fast or slow and you’ll miss the hello goodbye.
I was never one to be gun shy, and yes I’ve…
Done onto one what’s been done unto me.
walked away from love and made it look easy.
But no matter which side of the crawl you are on
both hearts still hurt even after they are done.
Nothing like knowing what you want, but not being able to have it
doing all the extra credit just so someone else can snag it
Allowing another to take all the wood you just collected
Putting all the pieces in the puzzle just to find out it’s defective
I wish…. that I could catch my tears, freeze them and make them into something beautiful.  An ice sculpture, to be proud of…. yes, that was my pain, and yes, it can become beautiful again.  It just takes time and focus and maybe a sharp knife to slice away the splinters that don’t belong.  I would give it to you.  So that you could hold my cold-hearted tears in  your hands and feel them disappear between your fingers.  You don’t deserve to keep them anyways.
I just want to could crawl into my hole on the dancefloor and dig it deep
Man made. Giving total permission to dance the night away freak out uninhibited.
Make it our mission to listen to the beat, as children we tap tap our feet.
sound times heat measuring history.
I wish I could tell you where it all began, and how it’s come to be, this mystery but there are no words to set us free so I guess it best to sweat heavy and let the dance floor be.
I want to represent my flag…
wear it on my arm like swag
proudly rep pressed with finesse
wear my share, on my vest … I digress hold it in,
instead of letting honor spin itself out into thin air,
with an oblivious grin like anyone really cares,
what i think of our governments affairs,
you got a better idea under there?
who’s ass needs covering up most?
Scared sometimes I get lost when I think of all the ghosts that haunt our past for a cause.  keeping it on the down low just because.  it’s a fascism statement.  and you can bet your spiderwebbed basement hasn’t seen the last of these revelations because the end is not a option.  life is written into the soft spot on our chest.. you can bet someone so on lock can’t be taken away to peacefully rest, so instead of wearing my flag on my sweater vest, i’ll put it away and let time test.
I wish you could see how big my heart is… I’ve worn it on my sleeve for years and now I’m seeing that may not be the safest place to keep it

Action Peace Party

Posted in Uncategorized on January 5, 2015 by missconceptionaly

So I’ve been playing with the idea of starting a new political/social party…

Call it: APP, the Action Peace Party.

Action: Any – Change – To – Improve – Our  – Nation

Peace: People – Everywhere -Always – Created – Equality

Party: Political – Activists  – Radically – Tolerating – You

We are calling for a new system.  A new way of operating.  Where nobody is punished yet respect is demanded of all.  If you don’t follow common golden rules and a bill of kindness, you will be forced to be exiled (maybe in Texas!?)  Neighborhoods and cities will design basic laws of operation.  And good quality food will be PROVIDED to every citizen.What we stand for:

Organic and HEALTHY food for all
Education for all
Healthcare for all
A cap on net worth
Basic Shelter provided for all
Suggested 2 children per family
Dismissal of inflation
Products sold for what they are worth
Increase of the minimum wage in the USA
Complete access to medical and physical resources and information as needed.It is time to take a good look at our brothers and sisters, foreign and near, and to treat each other like humanity.  Noody has to agree or abide by any of these rules.  Just, consider them. Consider what the world would look like if we all believed in each other, supported each other, collaborated with each other.

My rational brain says, we need to call a meeting with the head figures of the United State, the 13 grandmothers of our Tribes, the Illuminaty families and the head bankers of this world, the leaders of every country who wishes to participate, every country we are at war with, the role models of our time, the legends, like Alex Grey and Amma, and gather them all in one space..  The great minds of our time could attempt a unitation to consider out how we’re going to make this work.  No more war.  We’re going to put a cap on how much money someone really needs to survive (lavishly) and then take what is left over from those at that cap, and distribute it according to need.  Pay off the debts.  Everyone in the community would contribute to congress duty at some point.  The presidency would be a team of people who govern and lead and SUPPORT the people.  Call it the Grey House instead of the white house.  And no, this is not going to be easy.  It’s not going to be fun.  There will have to be a whole lot of trust. Conservation and preservation are key.  But somebody has got to do it, and nobody is leaving that meeting until everyone decides on these key decisions, some still to be determined.  You hear me?

It’s so big….but it does seem doable in my simple mind.  It should be doable, right?  We are chemical and energetic system of energy… we should be able to figure out how to run in unison with other systems.  To master this evolution.  To encompass our true beings.  To be fed and nurtured and honest and radically creative. To UNDERSTAND each other and all that we surround.  We are God’s now.  Operating at God’s speed.  Use your telepathy to gather information and play your cards wisely.  And for god’s sake, be careful what you wish for.  As always, what do you think?

Information on time in the new calendar:



Cold Hearted Bitches….

Posted in Uncategorized on December 22, 2014 by missconceptionaly
     I’m turning into a real cold hearted bitch these days…. (It’s becoming on me!)  Deciding to be more and more selfish, putting myself first and taking MY needs more seriously.  Sue me now, or forever hold your peace, eh?
     Reasoning? For starters, it’s dark and cold outside.  Most strikingly, I’ve lost more friends this last month to drama and nonsense than I care to admit.  So many people more recently-than-not have disappeared from my life, for the better or worse.  I’m becoming increasingly more afraid to get close to people any longer… The closer you are, the more others can hurt you.  People who I’ve trusted with my whole heart have turned around and stabbed me in the back (it happens to everyone, I know)…  It feels like everybody I know is either getting engaged or wants to die….no joke.  No wonder people hate the holidays so much.  But the single most reason I’ve become such a cold hearted bitch, is that I am disappointed in myself.
     I’m beginning to think we have all become so afraid to let people see who we truly are, mistakes and all, that we shut down when things get difficult, in order to avoid our true colors being ran up the flagpole.  “If you can’t handle me at my worst, you can’t have me at my best” has become a mantra.  “But please don’t tell anybody about my worst…” we say.  Shouldn’t we be proud of our actions?  No more twiddling our thumbs.  No more burying our heads in the sand!
     I’ve been told the earth’s energy is cleansing itself. (Hello New Moon Solstice!)  Removing that which doesn’t support our highest good.  Not allowing any more toxic energy to invade our privacy. But still, it hurts to lose a friend, no matter how big or small.  Some people you’ve cared about for years… others merely a passing the wind.
     So why do we hurt each other?  Why do we continue to punish the people closest to us?  Ironically the action that tends to hurt others the most is SILENCE.  At least if we’re yelling you know that you feel something real.  But ignorance is not bliss when it comes to emotional trysts.  Forgiveness is bliss in this case.  At this time, I am trying to forgive myself for all of the mistakes I’ve made personally; all of the passive aggressive snippy comments that could have gone without saying… I am taking responsibility for my past actions that I am not proud of and dealing with my karma.  Avoiding it is not working.  I will look my ego in the mirror and clean it up.
     I’ve tried hard in this life to be a peace keeper.  To not stir the pot (too much).  To let sleeping dogs lie.  To avoid conflict and confrontation… and I can’t help but feel STIFLED.   SO many times on Facebook (or in real life) I’ve wanted to say the thing that would snappily wake someone up to a different perspective, but I’ve bitten my tongue for the sake of friendship.  Let it go.  Overlooked informalities as to not ripple the waters.  There’s already enough conflict, why add to it?
     I look at Iggy Azaela, and other “pop stars” and famous people who are choosing to (or choosing not to) use their mouth-pieces to bring about messages to the larger population.  When you look at what it is Iggy is actually saying, I see her stirring the pot for the SAKE of stirring the pot, not giving a FUCK about what anybody else things.  And while she may not necessarily be wrong or right (and I think she is both wrong and right in many aspects), at least she’s saying something.  And in return, she’s being chastised with much anger.  Is it worth it?  Why do people always have to pick a fight!
     The reality is that there are always two sides to every coin and story.  We are all right in our truth and our falses.  We are ALL convicts of our own egos, and sometimes you just CAN’T suppress it any longer.   Better out than in they say….
     True peace comes when you find acceptance and cultivate understanding.  Acceptance for the policeman AND for the boy who was shot.  Acceptance for the Jews AND Palestinians.  Acceptance for your friend who’s wronged you AND for yourself for feeling wronged.
     We can stand around wasting time pointing fingers…. “he did this to me and then I told so-and-so- and now he’s mad at me because I talked shit but he doesn’t know that I know that she talked shit first” BLA BLA BLA …  OR we can take some fucking responsibility for our OWN actions.  YOU know what you did deep down to wrong someone or not.  You also know what you’ve done to poison yourself.  You can make all the excuses and justifications in the world about reasons WHY you did what you did, but until you get REAL honest with yourself about learning and growing from your past and shedding the ego’s presence, we will never find true happiness on this earth.
     I had a friend recently who offered to make me some music for my upcoming CD.  They have been a dear friend for more than 15 years, and are a magical talented musician and artist.  I have nothing but respect for their work, and after years of talking collaboration, I was so excited to finally have something tangible with this person to present to the world.  After sending them my ideas for a song, and not hearing anything back, I wasn’t even concerned.  I happened upon their soundcloud to fall asleep to their beautiful melodies one night, and I heard my song CONCEPT coming out of their mouth, if that makes sense.  No, they did not steal my words, no they did not steal my melody, but they did take my idea and produced it without a word of collaboration.  And I was sad.   I took this information and calmly asked them WHY?  Why would you do this to someone you love and cherish?  Why wouldn’t you WANT to do it together?  It could have been a kick-ass number one hit, but fuck it, now!!    The answer I got was not one of mutual understanding, and what happened afterward is not even worth sharing…. other than this was one of several circumstances lately where I’ve had to let someone who I love very much go, after much anger and sadness came to light.
     I still cannot fully understand it.  I only know that the universe works in strange and powerful ways.  I can only stand strong in my truth and my own forgiveness and strength, in hopes of some day better understanding why all of this pain and fear is surfacing now.
     I do know, that I am no longer willing to DIM MY OWN LIGHT so that others my shine.  That is not fair to my spirit.  Still with humility, of course, I will dance and sing my heart whole again and again to my open heart’s content.  I will allow my body to be a clean vessel for the divine to come through and do great work.
     I am choosing to use this solstice as a time to better myself FULLY.  To release that which doesn’t serve my health and wholeness.  Less sugar.  Less intoxicants.  Less wasted time.  Less anger.  Less harboring.  Less distractions.  In doing this, my friend and love of my life taught (the infamous Ruckus) has me a very valuable lesson to not necessarily give up something, but to replacing it with something else.  More fruits and vegetables. More yoga and exercise. More time with family and people who encourage me to be the best version of me.  More soul seeking spirituality.  More sweat lodges.  More meditations and rituals.  More radical HONESTY. Move giving.  More reading and learning.  More intention and focus on visualizing the future.  I’ve been told we are powerful creatures and can manifest anything into our lives if we are clear enough.
     No more putting off tomorrow what can be done today.  No more “I’ll start my resolution on New Year’s Day”.  Life starts TODAY.  And if I mess up and don’t succeed right away, I’ve got this little gift of forgiveness in my back pocket ready for an immune booster at any moment.
     SELF LOVE.  Self care.  Self reliance.  Meditate on it.  And let me know what you find, always!
     In good health and good-standing moving forward,

“Young at heart but an old soul

Timeless Mindless out of control.”
– MissC-

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