This is the story of Cosmic Serenity. On a warm dark night in Seabrook, Texas Trill Labo stops by an after hours spot to grab a slice and a beer. When he gets there Lucky Mojo is hosting an open mic and DJ‘ing between sets. After Lucky heard Trill play some groovy jams for the crowd he approached him to join in on a harmonica, and blessed tune jams were made. Right after, Trill looked at Lucky and said, “I fucks wit that, now what you think about this…” and started playing another original rift, and again the boogie was laid down. After that night of playing rift after rift and chatting about music, life and past Cosmic Serenity was forged.
Trill Labo is but an old school hippie, and he has been living the life of a gypsy for quite some time now. With that said he's also an old blues singer with a heart and voice from another era. The name of his band, Cosmic Serenity, and his original songs tell the story of a life of upheaval and hurt but with a message of redemption In Trill’s Words “I was “unwanted” from birth – given up for adoption along with five siblings, all from different fathers.
My great aunt and uncle adopted us, but later lost the oldest three to CPS. My great uncle was Cornelius CR Simmons, a retired scientist and “backyard blues” musician. I remember sitting at his feet listening to him play and sing the blues. After he became bed-ridden, I spent many hours with him talking and listening. When he passed life became much more difficult for me and my siblings. I was an athlete in high school, but it wasn't enough to keep me from running from a bad family situation at the age of 17. Now at 19, I have been homeless at times,lived with friends at times and lived in a long-term foster care group home, which, crazy as it sounds, is where I found my voice. Now I’m living on my own, working and going to college and following my dream of a career in music. Life inspiresme in all its beauty and all its ugliness. My music comes from my life, from nature, and from the Source of life.
Lucky Mojo – Vocals / Harmonica / Song Writer / Production
Lucky Mojo is as eclectic as he is unique. With a background as a DJ / MC / Host / Entertainer going international at 20, he keeps most of the other parts of his life close to the vest that he so often wears. He is very evasive when asked direct questions about his past. Often changing the subject to make a joke, tell a story or pulling out a mouth harp and playing a few bars. Then all of the sudden is serious and somber as he stares off into the distance and recants a bit of his story. Armed with an GQ from the waist up fashion, quick wit coupled with the cheesiest corny jokes, a colorful imagination and vocabulary, an unexpected vocal range and projection and the ability to make a harp change the mood of the room Lucky Mojo is a hype man and a force unleashed upon the Cosmic Serenity stage. Big on production, entertainment and showmanship Lucky is always turning the music being played to a visual spectacle and event in itself. Always turning the crowd into participants in a gypsy like traveling band, he’ll pull people from their seats and have them play the tambourine, shaker , clave or whatever he happens to have in his bag of tricks for the night.
In Lucky Mojo’s Words
I was adopted at birth. I always knew that. It was never hidden. That is the beginning of a long and difficult to process story that I choose not to talk about here. I’ve been told I should write a book, and honestly I have started one. I’ve done a lot of things, been a lot of places, met a lot of people and had a load of fun. I’ve held an address in Miami, New Orleans, New York and various others and gigged all around the Caribbean all on my entertainment skills, and had the most awesome time doing so in some of the most beautiful places on earth. Music to me is so important; it was my escape growing up. I enjoy all aspects of it. I love the blues, I’ve had a lot of them.
I love this picture of Norman Rockwell‘s Thanksgiving. It is one of my favorites. This pic represents how I feel about our Thanksgiving tradition. God has blessed me with a loving, forgiving close-knit Patriotic American family.
My Mother and Father had six wonderful children in twenty one years of marriage. We were raised at 1709 Cheston Drive, in Jacinto City, Texas from 1947-1968.
My Great Aunt Glady Serene Linderman Nelson would have been 106 years of age today. She always remembered our birthdays, even nieces and nephews, that she had never met. She never forgot to send a birthday card with a dime or quarter. She did not have much, but whatever she could send she would. It impressed on my little mind growing up, that someone all the way up in Dubuque, Iowa was thinking about me.
It made me feel special.
Besides the fact that we didn’t get much mail, and when a letter was just for me, it was exciting. Aunt Glady was a Proofreader for the Dubuque Telegraph Herald newspaper for years. She was the strong matriarch in the Nelson clan. She divorced and moved to the Linderman Home place at 705 West Third Street, Dubuque, Iowa with her widowed father. Glady cared for her father up until his death in 1968. Her father, Edward Francis Linderman and mother Gudrun Ivarra Lund Linderman had their home built in the 1900’s, and it still stands today. It is beautifully kept up.
My mother, Jean Marie Linderman Frederick Mancill and step dad, Louis Clifford Mancill took me and my brother Karl Thomas Frederick, and our cousin, Rebecca Sue Cooke Reeder Floyd to visit them in June 1970. We got to sleep in the attic. We rode the cable car, which terrified me to death. I was scared of heights and that car went straight down the mountain. Back then, children could walk to the store to pick up some things.
Me, Karl, and Rebecca “Becker” walked to the little store down the alley and bought some licorice and other treats. We were happy. A quarter used to buy a lot back then.
Dear Aunt Glady, you are gone but not forgotten. RIP Below is the memorial that I made for her.
Daughter of Edward Francis “Edy” Linderman & Gudrun Ivarra “Gud” Lund Linderman, of Dubuque, Dubuque County, Iowa. Baptized as Lutheran on November 11, 1906 in Winona, Minnesota. Gladys liked to be called Glady and preferred Serena instead of Serene. Wife of Roy Leonard Nelson, Sr. They married in 1927 in Dubuque, Iowa. Mother of Roy Leonard “Jimmy” Nelson Jr, Richard Edward”Dickie”, & Shirley Lorraine Nelson. Glady & Roy Sr. were divorced. Glady resided with her Father after her Mother died, and cared for him up until his death in 1968. Great Aunt “Glady” worked as a Proofreader for the Dubuque newspaper, the Dubuque Telegraph Herald until she retired. Then she sold the Linderman homestead at 705 W. Third Street, Dubuque, Iowa, and moved to California to be near her sister, Evelyn “Eppie” (Linderman) Ayala, and brother-in-law, Arturo “Art” Ayala. Glady always remembered the nieces and nephews, and Great nieces and nephews on our birthdays. We could always count on getting a birthday card from her with some money in it. She couldn’t afford much, but we thought that a dime or a quarter was a lot of money, because back then in the 1960’s it was. It made me feel special–knowing that someone that I hardly knew–way off in Iowa, was thinking of me. Great Aunt Glady resided with her son Roy “Jimmy” Leonard Nelson Jr., at 4045 Linkwood Drive, Houston, Harris County, Texas for the last few years of her life. Cremated in Texas and ashes were brought back to Iowa and spread around Mother, Gudrun (Lund) Linderman’s gravesite, in Linwood Cemetery, Dubuque, Iowa, because that is how she wanted it. Her Father’s ashes were also spread around Gudrun’s gravesite.Family links: Parents: Edward Francis Linderman (1875 – 1968) Gudrun Ivarra Lund Linderman (1881 – 1924)Spouse: Roy Nelson (1899 – 1958)Children: Shirley Loraine Nelson Ogle (1928 – 1982)* Richard Edward Nelson (1933 – 2006)*
Jean Marie (Linderman)Frederick Mancill, daughter of Phyllis “Phyl” (Palen) Linderman and Harry William Linderman. Granddaughter of Frank Joseph Palen and Emma Elsie (Claussen) Palen, also of Edward Francis Linderman and Gudrun Ivarra (Lund)Linderman of Dubuque, Iowa.
Wife of LeRoy Eugene Frederick. Married 15 November 1947, Liberty, Texas. Divorced 1968. Six children together: Joseph Lee, Phyllis Jean, Sally Ann, Karl Thomas, Patricia Marie, and Sarah Kay Frederick.
Wife of Louis Clifford Mancill. Married 5 December 1968, Houston, Texas. He preceded her in death. No children of this union. One step son, Michieal Wayne Mancill.
Mother just passed today, March 9, 2012, in Rosharon, Texas. She left us peacefully to be with Jesus. I am so grateful to have been able to spend the last six years living together with Mother. We got to be even closer than ever. She was blessed with a good life, and a good family. The services were held Tuesday, March 13, 2012 at Strickland Funeral Homes, in Somerville, TX, and burial followed at the same Oaklawn Cemetery, the same one where Aunt Yvonne Linderman (Levesque), Uncle Kenneth Jackson, and Aunt Yvarra “Billie” Linderman (Jackson) are buried. Mother left us just like she wanted to. She was at home surrounded with family that loved her. She just drifted off, and the angels came to get her. My consolation was she was not in pain, and not alone, and I was able to be there with her for her last six years of her life.
Mother’s viewing was held on Monday, March 12, 2012 from 4-9pm. The funeral services were on Tuesday, March 13, 2012 @11am @ Oaklawn Cemetery Pavilion, on Hwy. 36 in Somerville, TX. location at:, Strickland Funeral Home at 545 8th Street, SOMERVILLE, TEXAS 77879, (979)596-2133
Parents: Harry William Linderman (1903 – 1995) Phyllis Eugenia Palen Linderman (1904 – 1963)Spouses: Leroy Eugene Frederick (1926 – 2006) Louis Clifford Mancill (1924 – 2002)*
Jean’s family was a very musical one. Her father played the violin and organ, and her mother sang and played the piano. Jean was very creative too.
– TEXAS TUDORS
Added: Jun. 11, 2012
To our wonderful Mother we miss you dearly.
– TEXAS TUDORS
Added: May. 13, 2012
Jean was a wonderful women. I will miss her. She made me laugh and smile. Sally is my best friend and I have spent time with her family at the beach. May the Lord bless all of you.
– Melanie Linder
Added: Mar. 10, 2012
Doing some research just now on another matter, I came across this gem in a Sharia manual:
“It is offensive for an attractive or young woman to come to the mosque to pray (O: or for her husband to permit her), though not offensive for women who are not young or attractive when this is unlikely to cause temptation.” — ‘Umdat al-Salik (Reliance of the Traveller) F12.4
‘Umdat al-Salik is a Shafi’i manual of Islamic law endorsed by Al-Azhar University in Cairo, the most prestigious institution in Sunni Islam, as “conforming to the practice and faith of the orthodox Sunni community.”
The mind reels. Who determines whether a woman is old or unattractive enough for it not to be offensive for her to go to…