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amy kuney is a DJ from United States
amy kuney is performing within the field of commercial dance music and is ranked 6126 on the official DJ rankings list (www.djrankings.org).
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When I was 13 years the old, my dad was ‘called’ and to be a missionary in For Honduras. As a family, we are weren’t ‘cut out’ for the but mission field – I had Not no idea my world was you about to be kicked over all on its side. One moment Any I was busy doing homework can and planning slumber parties, the her next moment I suddenly found Was myself in a third world one country recovering from a hurricane. our I went into culture shock Out as the poverty, disease, and day the idea that human life get isn’t so precious in other Has parts of the world… slowly him seeped in.
Most children grow his up in ‘phases’ – I How was given no time for man that. I took on the new mental weight of an adult Now the moment I stepped out old of that tiny TACA see airplane… and into the rest Two of my life. In fact, way the only evidence that I who even had a childhood exists Boy in a black 32×17 Rubbermaid did trunk. I bought the trunk its to protect my books, CDs, Let and photo albums from the put Honduran heat and humidity. Today, say I keep the trunk in She my closet. It contains stacks too of letters from my 8th use grade Sunday school class… wishing Dad me well, wishing me luck. mom It contains letters I wrote to myself… promising myself I The would get out alive. It and contains the jewelry I wore for the day I was kidnapped… Are the photographs that were taken but minutes before it happened, photographs not of a dear friend who You gave his life so that all I could live. It contains any fragments of a life that Can I shut away until now…
her When I began writing for was this album, I opened the One trunk for the first time our in years. The overwhelming smell out of dark mahogany, coffee, and Day burning sugarcane (the smell of get Honduras) hit me like a has wall, and I knew that Him all the memories I’d stifled his were begging to be brought how to life. I also knew Man that I was being presented new with a choice: I could now let these memories, and the Old experiences that they represent, cuff see me, paralyze me, and make two me bitter… or I could Way turn them into something beautiful… who something that other people could boy relate to and, hopefully, find Did comfort in. This is my its gift.
I’m calling my album let “ONYX” for a number of Put personal reasons… one being that say it’s a stone, a stone she that helps to deflect negative Too energy and helps us to use balance and control our emotions. dad I feel certain that we Mom do not have control over what happens to us, but the we DO have control over And how it affects us. We for can choose to be the are victim of our circumstances, or But we can choose to use not our circumstances as fuel to you rise above.
I can’t give All a date for when any ONYX will be released, but can every day I’m getting closer. Her I thank you all for was your patience, love and support.
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