GOODBYE MY SWEET CHEVY MALIBU

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Yesterday morning, I slammed into the back of a DHL Delivery Van and totaled my car of 10 years. I was at fault, I’m pretty shaken up about it,  and my neck and back are a little sore, but that’s not what this post is about.  It is about all the sweet, funny, not so funny, and sad moments I experienced in that Chevy Malibu.  I literally teared up today because I didn’t even get to say goodbye to her, instead my “knight in shining armor” went to the body shop today in my stead to gather up all of my personal belongings (mostly junk) that I had left behind before they do to her whatever it is they do to irreparable vehicles (which I honestly don’t want to think about).

10 years is a long time to have a car.  She wasn’t much in the end, but she was mine.  Not sure if it was the fact that I’m happy to just have something simple that gets me around, or the fact that she had been paid off since day 1, but I have a feeling it has more to do with the fact that a decade finally came to an end.  My “Malibu Era”.

The Malibu Era saw 180,000 miles of growing up, self-discovery, shitty relationships, school, gigs, and stretches of Florida from Miami to Orlando on more occasions than I can even remember.  Although she held up as long as she did, she did not run without the occasional trouble, and more recently the troubles started to become more prominent.  The blinker worked sporadically, the AC had been fixed at least 3 times, and she had strange electrical problems I liked to attribute to “gremlins”.  Still, even so, I’m a sentimental, in fact it’s probably for the best it happened this way – I always said I would drive her until she would no longer run – I would step out and say, “Thank you” and simply walk away.

So goodbye sweet Malibu.  Thank you for being so reliable (for the most part) for so long, and thank you for all the memories (good and bad)   Thank you for all the memories good and bad, from the stormy drives to Miami, the steamy make-outs, the quick changes, the multiple flat tires, the 4 times you were towed, the 98 degree summers  with no AC, the random animals we braked for and encountered (to include peacocks, chickens, and that awful dead rat I discovered in your back seat during our South Beach summer.  Thank you.

Most importantly, thank you for getting me where I needed to go.

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“I Like It Loud” the back story in short.

Carmen Electra "I Like It Loud"

“I Like It Loud” was written by Producer Bill Hamel and Singer/Songwriter Britt Daley.

In May 2012 Bill sent an untitled instrumental to me that was simply screaming for vocals.  After throwing out several ideas and a few hook revisions, “I Like It Loud”  was born.  Originally intended to be a Bill Hamel Track with a Britt Daley Feature, the track was passed along to Bill’s management team at Citrusonic who had other plans in mind.  Citrusonic just so happened to be working with Carmen Electra who fell in love it.  Bill and I agreed the song would be better suited for her and that it would be an incredible opportunity for us both.  Within a couple of weeks Carmen was in the studio recording the lead vocals and the track was released on iTunes November 13, 2012.  This was the first project I’ve worked on for another artist and It’s been a very exciting process.  I wrote “I Like It Loud”  because it was where I was in my life during the summer of 2012, lot’s of crazy running around town, make-outs in photo booths, my obsession with Instagram, too many shots, and way too many hazy nights out.   I never imagined my song would get the attention it’s been receiving so far and most definitely did not think it would be picked up by Carmen Electra, the MTV/ Baywatch bombshell I vividly remember seeing as kid…. pinch me.

I’m excited to see what’s next.  I have been working on new material for myself but lately I keep thinking about something a friend and fellow songwriter said to me, “Just remember, all your songs are for sale.”  Okay, I think I can be ok with that, but it definitely feels weird, especially since the majority of the public never hears about the songwriters behind their Favorite Artists (If you were not already aware, not every Artist writes their own songs) and people typically don’t care.

I’ll admit that reading all of the press about “I Like It Loud” has been invigorating, but I’ve also felt a little neglected… There I said it. I know I should be ecstatic, and I am, but barely getting a mention  still feels crappy, so I’m kind of hoping the royalty checks will make it sting a little less.  ;)

All that aside, if you asked if I would do it again, the answer is YES.  HELL YES.

Here is a link to the song on YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yOWg75hLlpk

LYRICS:

You know the words to all my songs
I like it when you sing along
I know you like my cheeky style
You wanna kick it for a while?

You got me hot, I’m burnin’ up
I like it when you come around
So play with me, I’ll show you how
To turn it up, ‘cause I like it loud.

HOOK:
DON’T WANNA THINK TOO MUCH
JUST TURN THE MUSIC UP
YEAH I LIKE IT LOUD

Boy you make me, make me so hot, hot
Hold my glass up, down one more shot, shot
See me gettin’ dizzy right on the spot, spot
I can be your little sexpot

Get your camera out, Instagram us
Before you kiss off my makeup
Slip into the photo booth for a make-out
You like that Lana Del Rey pout

We run around through the night, night
Everything is gettin’ so bright, bright
Baby, give me one more hit, tip me over
I say do you have a light, light?

The room is startin’ to spin now
Look around for you, where you been now?
If you tell me with that bitch in the corner
I’m tellin’ you that it’s over

You turn it up, I like it loud
When we go out we bring the crowd
We’re on a roll, we run the town
We’re speeding up, no slowing down

Out every night, we lose our heads
We’ll play this out until it’s dead
You roll your eyes, I’m talkin’ shit
We take a break just for a bit

I’m givin’ in, I try to call
I post a message on your wall
I want you back, boy you know how
To turn it up, cause I like it loud

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Carmen Electra Returns To Music Scene With New Single “I Like It Loud” written by Orlando locals, Producer Bill Hamel and Singer/Songwriter Britt Daley

The single is set to release on November 13th on iTunes.

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FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Nov 08, 2012 - (Orlando, FL /Los Angeles, CA – November 8, 2012) – Carmen Electra is returning to her musical roots, teaming with up Citrusonic Recordings to release a brand new single, “I Like It Loud.”  The catchy, upbeat dance track – set to release officially on November 13th –  was co-written by Grammy Nominated producer Bill Hamel and Indie-Pop artist Britt Daley who also sang background vocals for the track.  A preview of the song is available here: http://soundcloud.com/billhamel/carmen-electra-feat-bill-hamel

The “I Like It Loud” music video is expected to release in January 2013.

About Britt Daley
Britt Daley is a Florida grown Indie-Pop Artist. The singer/songwriter, blends pop and electronic elements to craft songs ranging from bass heavy dance tracks to synthesized, melodic ballads.  Although she credits most of her songwriting ability to her training at the University of Miami, her choice of sonic elements can be attributed to her love of 80’s new-wave and synth-driven classics.  Her commanding stage presence and powerful voice has been compared to that of Kate Bush, Enya, and Tori Amos.  She has shared the stage with national acts such as Kevin Barnes (Of Montreal), VHS Or Beta, Surfer Blood, and Yacht and recently began combining live vocals with DJ set. After releasing two well received EP’s on iTunes in 2010/2011, Daley is currently writing her first full-length album to be released in 2013.

About Bill Hamel
Considered “The Producer’s Producer,” this Grammy Nominated artist’s rhythmic melodies and driving beats have catapulted him to the top with an astounding seventeen #1 remixes on Billboards Dance Charts, making it easy to understand why his extraordinary talents and signature style have placed him in high-demand with some of music’s most iconic names; a true testament to Bill’s prolific talent as a producer, songwriter and master remixer. He has over 40 songs to his credit in Konami’s mega-hit video game franchise Dance Dance Revolution.

Additional Information:
http:brittdaley.com/PressPage.html
http:billhamel.com
http://www.carmenelectra.com
http://www.citrusonic.net

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been a busy working girl gettin’ filthy in ybor, but first a quickie in atlantic city

  

The past month or so has been  extremely therapeutic. I am happier and probably healthier than I have been in a while.  As if my last post wasn’t any indication of how crazy my life was becoming…  But yes things are looking up.  I began daylighting as the multi-media designer for Promo Only.  I like it – it’s good to have a day gig, especially one that keeps me plugged into the music industry.  Since I began working for Promo Only I have no complaints and actually it’s been pretty dope – especially the quick trip to Atlantic City for DJ Expo.  I helped work the convention booth and attended the nightly parties.  Our official party was held at the House Of Blues – MC’d by Clinton Sparks with performances by Sean Paul, Breathe Carolina, Taylor Dayne, Speakers, Shannon, Kat Graham, Nire AllDai, and Julissa Veloz, to name a few.  I had the pleasure of meeting Julissa Veloz and Clinton Sparks and both of them were extremely kind as well as talented.

In other news, I’ve become a regular at Czar in Tampa every Friday night for the Filthy Richard Party.   Picture Friday/Saturday nights at BackBooth + TakeOvr on Tuesdays at Roxy then add music videos and some digital mapping and now you have a Filthy Party.  It also doesn’t hurt that the DJ I’m stalking there is pretty hot, and he doesn’t seem to mind my presence in the booth one bit.  I think secretly he calls me his ‘little party starter’ and I also think he’s in love with me whether or not he knows it yet… but that’s not for here.

If you ever grace the good city of Tampa with your presence over a weekend, I think you should make Filthy Richard part of your “Must do’s”.  Here are the top 5 things you should experience in the Tampa area in order.

FRIDAY

  • Eat a SANDWICH at The Bricks in Ybor (They are all super yum)
  • Dance your ass off in any of the 3 rooms at Czar during Friday night’s Filthy Party

SATURDAY

  • Eat at DATZ – make sure you order at least one pancake (pumpkin if available)
  • Walk around the touristy area near the bay  and share a couple of Alcoholic Slurpees at Wet Willies – no Wet Willies is not unique but you might as well do something touristy and stupid.  Besides it’s a nice view.

SUNDAY

  • “Grow some” and attend Skinny-Dip Sunday at Caliente Resort in Land-O-Lakes (it’s a clothing optional day, so you won’t be required to bare-it-all, but hey if YOLO is still a thing why not embrace it? In any case it’s good music, good food, and awesome people watching.
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This taken right before the beginning of the worst sequence of events EVER. #laughing #crying

DISCLAIMER
Despite the overall comical tone of this post, I do take this series of events very serious.  This experience has been an absolute wakeup call for me – I do value my life and people’s perception of me, however, I feel this story needs to be told – just do yourself a favor and NOT do as I did.

THE STORY
It all started out great.  I wanted to have a night out with my roommate Megan and a friend so I put on my red dress and headed over to XL Gallery/Stardust Lounge off Lake Eola – low key and simple.  It was early enough so we thought we would start off with a shot of Cafe Patrón, followed by a PBR.  We went outside to chat with some regulars and I heard music coming from the underground lounge (Stardust) I was pretty positive I knew who the DJ was – so I went downstairs to say hello.  I was correct, It was in fact DJwhat.  I hung out with him behind the DJ table, and he was kind enough to put my drinks on his tab.  I had two dirty gin martinis, but in between those two martinis, my friend John handed me a SoCo and Lime shot…. first mistake.  2nd mistake was finishing that second martini, and my third mistake was convincing my roommate that I was ok to stay behind – when she and John came to tell me they were leaving.  Apparently I’m a very convincing drunk, and must have seemed sober enough at that point.

Eight or nine hours later I woke up in a strange place (fully clothed and unharmed – if anything had been otherwise you would not be reading this) with a strange person, who I had no recollection of meeting.  I flipped out – asked him where the hell I was, who he was, and where was my purse.  He said we were in Kissimmee, he met me at Metro Espresso, I ate his pizza, that he was with friends after attending the white party at Tier, and that he and his friends got a cab and tried to take me to my apartment, but I zonked out in the cab and that I wasn’t giving him the right address – so we rode around in the cab aimlessly – 40 min and $50 later he gave up, had the cabby take us to his car and he took me home with him because I was out like a light.  Oh – that and I didn’t have a purse with me.  [That part of the story is pretty bad - it makes me sick to my stomach - and I really am lucky he was a normal and not a serial killer - bullet dodged... barely.]  I immediately demanded he take me back downtown – I needed to find my purse and most importantly get away from the situation I was currently in.  He didn’t hesitate at all and within 2 minutes we were in the car and he was taking me back. That 20 min commute felt like an eternity and of course it turned into 20 questions as I tried to piece together the evening.  While he was trying to explain the Metro Pizza encounter I felt something itchy on my rib cage, it was two popcorn kernels – I thought when did I eat popcorn, what the hell?  It seemed weird but insignificant – because I just wanted to get the hell out of his car.

Getting back to the apartment was the least of my worries – I needed that which contained my life – my purse.  As soon as I got in the apartment I used Megan’s phone to call my phone – no answer but it was ringing, which was a very good sign.  I changed clothes, grabbed sunglasses and walked to Metro Espresso.  It was just after 11:00am and they had just opened.  I asked the staff if they had my purse and even looked around the tables to see if it was on the floor.  It wasn’t.  I asked if I could use their phone and I called my cell.  A man answered, “Hello?  Is this Britt?  I’ve been trying to figure out how to get your purse to you.”  HALLELUJAH!!!!!   It was Greg, the cab driver – apparently I did have my purse, but it got left behind in the cab.  I asked him how soon he could get it to me – and he said probably by 12:30 because he was doing pickups on Disney property.  I said fine, no problem, that I would be waiting at Metro Espresso and that I would pay him the fare cost from Disney to downtown.  So I sat patiently inside, ate some lunch, and made conversation with the friendly staff and Carson my server. Of course I told Carson about my shenanigans and how lucky I was that I was alive and my purse and it’s contents were on the way – I also told him I should blog about it. He asked the title of my blog and I told him “Daley Downtown – cause my last name is Daley”  and he said, “Wait – your Britt Daley the singer?  I saw you perform at Firestone Live’s Indie Fall.  You kept losing power or something.  My friends and I always talk about that.”  LOLZ yep that’s me, my live shows are always full of fun technical difficulty surprises.

It was weird feeling stuck in that little cafe for so long – but I didn’t want to walk back to the apartment so I people watched mostly and the variety of people who came in and walked by were pretty interesting to say the least.  I watched two older men with live parrots on their shoulders as they ate outside, the reactions they evoked from people passing by were pretty funny.  We are such easily amused creatures.  I nearly missed it, but thanks to Carson I witnessed a man walk by with a baby alligator/crocodile in his arms – wtf?  I also caught my friend Dustin walking by and ran out to give him a massive HUG – it was good to see a familiar face.  I told him the abridged version of what happened to me and followed it with, “I think I should seriously give up drinking.”  His response was, “Shhhh – stop talking crazy talk.”  :\

It was now 1:00pm and there was no sign of Greg ‘The Cabby’ – I called him again, and this time he had the nerve to haggle me for more money in order for him to get out to me faster.  I was getting pissed – I was like “Fine, $65 – but not a penny more – and get here NOW”!  At 2:15 my highly anticipated Taxi finally arrived.  I got my purse – hit the Publix ATM  - while he drove around the block with my phone (I thought he seemed a little dumb – but not dumb enough to give me all of my belongings)  and I ran to the curb with cash in hand.  I paid him, thanked him, and headed back to Metro – to pay for my lunch.

I began the walk back to the apartment and bumped into my friend the Artist/Writer Thomas Thorspecken.  I hadn’t seen Thor in about 6 months.  I told him the story and he encouraged me to blog it – and said he envied my “bender” experience and was glad I lived to tell it.  As I approached Washington my phone rang.  It was Megan and she had some information.

At or around 3:00am she received a call from James, the security guard at Stardust.  He was asking her how she knew me because apparently I was a drunken nut job.  She told him I was her roommate and he was like, “Oh she’s cool.”  Not sure if he was trying to be nice at that point because the story she was about to tell me – makes me the exact opposite of “cool”.  Apparently they have popcorn at Stardust where I was hanging out after hours since I was a friend of the DJ, and I got a little over zealous about eating the popcorn… ok A LOT over zealous.  This is where the story becomes unclear (remember I was blacked out – so I have no memories of anything that happened between the hours of 2:00am and 9:00am) but according to James, I was told to stop taking popcorn and I wasn’t about to stop.

Oh it gets worse.  I was so ‘enchanted’ with the popcorn that I grabbed a handful of it and stuffed it down the front of my dress, dodged the owner and the security guard, ran through the back, jumping over all kinds of objects on the way, and hid in the storage closet with the lights off.   James found me in the storage closet in the fetal position eating the popcorn I had shoved down my dress while laughing hysterically.

OMG.  FML.  Really?  Really?!??!  I did that? $*%! &***%$@*^^$!!!!!  As Megan told me this I couldn’t help but laugh – to the point of tears.  I got to the apartment and she told me some of her own embarrassing stories that involved being at Stardust after hours, including the time one of the bartenders said, “Megan Hinkle GO HOME”  over the intercom.  I thought maybe DJwhat could fill in some of the missing pieces for me so I pulled up is Facebook profile and to my horror was the following:  “The popcorn bandit strikes again…. lol she ran from Lambert”.   On another note, I am officially retiring that red dress.

the little red dress and the popcorn bandit.

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sexy miami v. cheesey orlando – good times.

This past week I was in Miami – Miami Beach – South Beach to be most specific.  If you’ve been a reader for the past two years you would know that I have a very special place in my heart for that city.  This time I went to hang with friends, get some leads for DJ-ing and simply RELAX.  I had the pleasure of eating at a few hot spots on Lincoln Road:  Sushi Samba (although I still like Doraku better), Serendipity 3 (wondering where 2 is…but the food was unreal and the cake martini, although tasty, should have been chocolate) and Polar Burger Bar (where I ended up eating a salad).  I got to hang out poolside at the Flaming North Tower Pool and the famous Clevelander Hotel, had alcoholic slurpees at Wet Willie’s and hit Saturday night at Bamboo – it was packed and posh, of course.  


Of course, I also ended up doing a couple of other  spontaneous things including a photo shoot with my friend Aris – Photographer - http://www.fashify.com/ (I got a little excited and posted a couple I edited/touched up a bit myself. I don’t think he minds), and I attended the Samsung Galaxy S III launch party at the Ice Palace – I met some very cool people, and free booze and food was provided (always a PLUS).  I’m actually really excited about the S III – I love my S II but it’s pretty trashed now and I can’t wait to get my hands on the latest version – in white please.


One of the funniest things to happen, took place on the last day I spent in Miami Beach.  I had an afternoon to kill on my own so I decided to go to a movie by myself.  Not something I normally do, or anything I’ve ever done now that I think of it… but I figured it was raining and it might be nice to just get lost in a film for awhile.  After staring at the showtimes for a good 10 minutes I finally decided on Disney/Pixar’s BRAVE (an awesomely animated flick)  I purchased my 2:45pm matinée ticket + 3D shades and proceeded upstairs to get a $2 small popcorn and a MASSIVE ‘small’ Coke zero before grabbing a seat.  As I looked around for the theater number – I noticed a guy wandering around with a confused look on his face, I didn’t think much of it and went to theater 8, as designated on my ticket stub – but when I got to theater 8, it said “ICE AGE” was playing.  I looked at my ticket again, and realized my ticket also read “ICE AGE”  - wtf?

OKAY … I went down to customer service and as I approached I noticed the same guy getting his ticket swapped out.  I informed the Customer Service lady I wanted to see Brave, and she said, “no problem.”  I then asked her if the same thing happened to that guy.  YES.  it had.  weird.  As I walked into the correct theater the “guy”  who we can refer to as Dave caught me at the door and said,  “I’m sorry, I have to ask – did you have the wrong ticket too?”  I told him yes and the lady told me his had been incorrect.  As we entered the theater during the previews – he asked politely if I would like to join him in watching the film – since it was coincidental that our tickets were wrong etc… and because we were both alone.  I figured why not.  So I watched BRAVE, a movie about fate and destiny next to a complete stranger named Dave, who shared some laughs and some of his sour patch kids with me – who I probably would have never known existed.  Turns out Dave works at Sushi Samba – so if you’re in South Beach – go say “hi” to him for me and tell him I told you to do so.  :)

I got back to Orlando – “The City Beautiful”  on Wednesday afternoon and just in time to attend the Orlando Weekly Annual “Best Of”  bash at The Beacham.  I was voted 2nd Best Pop Act in Orlando by Readers (THANK YOU ORLANDO!!!! – I am So HONORED, and surprised!) I walked up to the event and passed Tommy Mot on the way in – He informed me that is was packed inside, and that it was.  I had a great time hanging out with Kevin Collier and Brandon Zeiders of Smile For Camera.  And I ran into some familiar faces I hadn’t seen in a while including Chris Cooper and Mr. Robert Johnson.  The night was finished up at IBar for their Mac & Cheese Wednesdays where I danced like an idiot to Miami Sound Machine’s Conga.  Good times.

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the last 6 months in bullet points… and yes blondes definitely have more FUN.

 
so.  I really dropped the ball on this blog.  Which makes me feel pretty crap.  And in order to feel better about myself, I’m going to do something I should’ve done months ago.  Yep – I’m reinstating Daley Downtown.  I know you all were on the edge of your seat awaiting for this post.  Le sigh.  In all honesty I’m excited about blogging again.  I even updated my ‘theme’ and header (long over due).  In any case as much as I’d love to get you up to speed on my life in detail, I’m just going to give you a few highlights and you can fill in the rest with your overactive imaginations – you know who you are.  :\

Since my last post in December 2011 I…

  • became a blonde which automatically makes me more fun.
  • fell in and out of “Love / Like” several times.  story of my life.
  • filmed 2 music videos (“Out Of Control” (Derek Faze Remix) released in May and “Duck Face”  to be released this summer – I’m excited)
  • released several official remixes by artists Derek Faze and Spectra
  • attended WMC 2012 in Miami met a ton of amazing people including Dev, Rita Ora, Datsik and various other major players in the Industry.
  • got kissed on the cheek by Mickey Avalon (still not sure how I feel about it)
  • opened for YACT at Plaza Live, and got walked in on while putting on nylons backstage, by a member of Onuinu (who will remain unidentified, but there are only 2 of them so you have 50% chance of guessing right)  (nuff said).
  • collaborated with several EDM producers as a Featured Artist on a couple of tracks
    that were released in JUNE on Beatport and SoundCloud

  • wrote several songs that are still in the works and have yet to be released.
  • wrote a song titled, “Hi (A Song For You)”  a couple days ago… you can watch my live home recording on youtube.
  • overhauled my website:  http://brittdaley.com (I encourage you to check it out since I put so many hours into it – and I’m especially dorking out over The Remixes page.  If you were unaware I have some pretty decent graphic design skills).
  • and started moonlighting SOLO as a DJ combining LIVE Vocals with DJ set – Playing my first official set at Ignition at Firestone Live 6/28/12 (Mainstage Baby)

bing. bam. boom.  I’m done – no wait I’m not done yet….  wha ha ha. ;)

Lot’s of things in the works, up in the air, but I am continually working my ASS off trying to get my music out there for you all to enjoy

   

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