Rochelle Jordan sits with AG during the NY stop of her tour with JMSN.
Reintroducing the UK born-Canadian raised, Rochelle Jordan, she takes the stage in front of the awaited crowd at SOBs during her sophomore tour with JMSN. We got a chance to hook up with the RnB singer to talk about the aftermath of her album “1021?, her comparisons to other notable artists, surprising collaborations, and more. You can still catch JMSN and Rochelle Jordan on tour in a city near you! Check your local listings to see if they’re making a stop in your city
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Why am I not surprised??? Of course Yuri can / wants to rap, lol. Been a minute since we’ve heard anything new from dude but looks like 2015 is going to be the next big push for this formerly quintuple but now sextuple-threat (writer, producer, singer, rapper, engineer, designer).
After a couple years, I’m proud to give you this new song of mine that will be the first of many more to come. I’m in a good place now artistically, blending all aspects of music that have made me who I am today. Most people may know me as a singer, but I’ve been rapping since I was 8 years old and have been producing since the age of 13. I decided that I should no longer let the fear of what others might possibly think to get to me. So here you go.
Produced / Recorded / Mixed / Mastered / Performed / Artwork by Yuri Koller RCR Studios
D-Sisive drops some BARS for your Monday enjoyment. Greazy.
The basement. 1997. Alone in a room. Looping open instrumental parts with a dual cassette player. Recording verses on a tape recorder. No microphone. You can hear the room. Verses written for yourself. No fans. No studio. No engineer. No interest. No manager. No booking agent. No strategy. No music journalists. No bloggers. No industry. No grants. Nothing to lose. Everything to prove. aboyinaroom.
The basement. 2015. Alone in a room. Ripping instrumentals off YouTube. Recording verses on Garage Band. USB microphone. Pantyhose stretched over a clothes hanger. You can hear the room. Verses written for yourself. A few fans. No studio. No engineer. No interest. No manager. No booking agent. No strategy. No music journalists. No bloggers. No industry. No grants. Nothing to lose. Everything to prove. aboyinaroom.
