“Real girls ain’t perfect & perfect girls ain’t real…Girl, I choose you…No Question…”
One short summer, a young man, a young lady and her cousin, the streets of Jersey City, the watchful eyes of a stranger that’s new to fatherhood and a mother that knows the pitfalls that await young impressionable girls.
Young and inspired…fearless and courageous…broken yet hopeful…defiant yet expecting…beautiful and unshamed…naïve yet bold. Amore Brown, a high school graduate is on the cusp of adulthood in the midst of a tragic life altering moment that has her suspended in time and a myriad of emotions. Trying to govern her emotional flare-ups, Amore finds herself in a new city, a foreign environment, all while staying with a father that aspires to be familial. Her saving grace is the reconnect between she and her free-spirited cousin, Tammy. The two share their hopes, dreams and girlish aspirations without inhibition and a loyalty that is heightened by the vivacity of their youthfulness. The girls’ mentality that ‘bad boys ain’t no good, but good boys ain’t no fun…they allow their curiosity to align them with men that their parents wouldn’t approve of. Gabriel, ‘Guapo’ Akbar, member of the notorious GMR bike gang, has captured Amore’s attention and although he wants to run, he’s locked into the magnetism that’s ‘So Ammo’. The structuring and building of a soul tie so lyrically inperfect, her innocence and his unjustifiable career sing a love song so poetically justified, so enticing and chivalrous at its finest. Daring yet sweet, kind and compassionate is Tammy, sheltered and shielded by Christian upbringing, yet her inquisitive nature prods her to delve into prohibited and dangerous territory that could prove to be hazardous and chasten her back to all that she berated. Summertime, late nights, acronyms, risqué behavior, spontaneous love, devotion amid apprehension, and like all hoods, danger masks itself in the cloaks of what should stand out as a flashing light.
Last Stop From Innocence should really 'shake the table' for some people, because it's a real moment, it's genuine raw emotions with the grit and the grime…that dust that people don't know if it’s a figment of their imagination. But…it's there and it's coating the skin in such a way that all you desire is a good tub of hot water and soap, just to get it off of you, and scrub until you wash the layers off, piece by irritating piece. The manipulation of Takerra’s innate creativity stuns the foe as well as the fan, she always brings that forgotten card to the game and trust and believe that captivation is a given with each new TA Production. “It’s not games, baby. It’s art. The art of love and war.”
Takerra Allen. Takerra Allen. Takerra Allen. #GameChanger #Unpredictable #Bold #UnParalleled Takerra Allen, ‘Last Stop From Innocence’…get you some!!! It’s real! 5*****