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Rhonda L. Taylor

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About Me

Rhonda L. Taylor's introduction to the world of performance poetry was coincidental. After winning free tickets to a poetry event from the local radio station in Baton Rouge, Louisiana her senior year in high school, she attended the event only to discover that she had found her niche."I was only seventeen. I had written page poetry, but had no knowledge of performance poetry. I wasn't old enough to get into the bars that were holding the poetry events. You had to be eighteen. But they liked my enthusiasm and my talent, so they would let me sneak in under the condition I wouldn't drink any of the alcohol. The open mic events would take place on school nights and wouldn't end sometimes until one in the morning. Most parents wouldn't allow their daughters to be out at the time on a week night, but my mom knew that I was being productive, so she was cool with me staying out late."Rhonda was admitted into Howard University where she continues to study Psychology. Rhonda performed for the Howard University 2003 Blackface awards honoring Russell Simmons, who was in attendance. She was the youngest to be chosen for the prestigious performance, only a freshman at that time."Russell came back stage and shook my hand. He told me he loved my performance and left me with information for submitting my work to Def Poetry Jam. I never submitted a tape. I had no motivation and performance poetry was not a major concern at that point in my life. It was a hobby."By Fall 2005, Rhonda was performing alongside Black Ice, Georgia Me and Ishle Yi Park from HBO's Def Poetry Jam for Howard's 2005 Homecoming. She was also performing for local open mic nights around the District of Columbia. One of her favorites was Thursday night's "Spit Dat" sessions at Mocha Hut Cafe in the northwest section of the District of Columbia."I would go to "Spit Dat" religiously, because Droopy Anderson, former member of the DC/Baltimore Slam team was one of my earliest inspirations for continuing my growth in performance poetry. I wanted to support his venue, plus the people were positive. One night, Delrica Andrews, DC/Baltimore's Slammaster saw my performance and invited me to try out for the slam team. I didn't know much about slam, so I figured why not give it a try."Only a month prior to semi-final competitions for the DC/Baltimore slam team, Rhonda had to accrue ten points to make it to semis."I did the math. In order for me to make it into semis I would have had to win first place atleast three weeks in a row at the weekly slam. I kept trying to figure out how in the hell I was going to accomplish that with no prior slam experience. "Rhonda won three consecutive weeks in a row earning her a position in the semi-finals competition. Shortly thereafter at the age of 22, she became DC/Baltimore's Rookie of the year and attended her first National Competition in Austin, Texas during August 2006. The team made it all the way to the top five final stage where Rhonda L. Taylor blew the audience away in the third round while performing a selection about interracial dating."I plan to release an album in the next year as well as tour both nationally and internationally. I'm excited about my overwhelming growth and my potential to progress even further in the near future. There is always that moment that marks a great change in an individual's life. I guess I'm special because there were three moments for me: Winning those tickets from the radio station, receiving an invitation to slam from Delrica Andrews, and finally listening to the voice in my head screaming, "Why not?!" Those moments transformed a hobby into a a lifelong passion.MySpace Layouts by Iron Spider

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Myself last lifetime.

Music:

You name it...I'll try it.

Movies:

Purple Rain, Imitation of Life, Mo'Better Blues, Closer

Television:

Don't own one.

Books:

My poetry journal.

Heroes:

Someone who makes something out of nothing.

My Blog

Weekly Fix: September 25, 2006

Chevron Gas StationAnd not just any old Chevron. The Chevron that I am typing this article from...yes there is a computer in the Chevron gas station. The Chevron station on the intersection of Piney B...
Posted by Rhonda L. Taylor on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 12:54:00 PST

Mystic

As a little girl, I knew that there was something special about me. I mean, I didn't have green eyes or married parents, so I was hoping for something. I was just a little stringy brown child with ove...
Posted by Rhonda L. Taylor on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 12:33:00 PST

Rhonda's BIO

Rhonda L. Taylor's introduction to the world of performance poetry was coincidental. After winning free tickets to a poetry event from the local radio station in Baton Rouge, Louisiana her senior year...
Posted by Rhonda L. Taylor on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 05:22:00 PST

Traveler's Itch

Per conversation with a friend of mine last night, I decided to post a poem of mine. I explained to him that happiness won't be found lying under the paperweight on the desk at a new office. It ain't ...
Posted by Rhonda L. Taylor on Tue, 20 Jun 2006 01:28:00 PST

MY CONFRONTATION WITH THAT OLE' PANSY ASS LOVE.

I met Love once.Oh chile...he was fly. Had on one of them double-breasted suits. Fedora with the red feather. Sharp. Lace-up wingtip shoes. When I met him he was standin' on my doorstep, breathin' ont...
Posted by Rhonda L. Taylor on Sat, 03 Jun 2006 05:06:00 PST