𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 | graham dunne

⁰³. 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐈𝐈, 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥

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Author: walk me through how the band started.

Warren: [Laughs] It was Graham's idea to start a band.

Sunny: I had my typical closing shift at Tunes & More the day Graham wanted to start a band. Billy hadn't came with me to work because he had a date with Genevieve Walker. He had three dates that week, each with a different girl.

Jenna kept me company, we had gotten a lot closer after I sang for her. It was clear what she was trying to do for my career, and I really appreciated it. But at the time I still had my parent's dream ahead of me, so I was either going to be a doctor or be nothing.

Jenna thought I was insane for having my career path already mapped out at the age of fourteen. She started telling me about her own career, starting out singing at her church when she was younger before moving to Los Angeles to sing backup for some popular artist at the time. She would travel with the band all across America and sing songs every other night. She never told me why she didn't go solo.

Jenna: For someone as smart as Sunny, I'm surprised she never figured out why I didn't go solo. I was a strong, independent black woman wanting to make a name for herself in the business. And for Hollywood back then, that was the scariest thing they could have ever imagined.

I didn't want Sunny knowing about that, the poor girl already didn't see enough representation in her life. She never truly admitted this to me, but Sunny really struggled with her own race and thinking she was not enough for others because of the colour of her skin, I could see it in her eyes... I had that same look for most my life.

Sunny was just like me in that sense, always comparing herself to someone she could never be, always wanting to change her look to fit the beauty standards. One day she had asked me if I thought she would be pretty as a blonde, so I told her; "Sunny, you'd be beautiful in any hair colour baby. But change your hair colour for you, not because of some boy."

Sunny: It's safe to say that Jenna talked me out of a few bad hair decisions back then.

Jenna: Sunny is going to kill me when this comes out, and it'll probably ruin our weekly Sunday dinners, but I promised to say the truth. Sunny was always comparing herself to Graham Dunne's 'type' [scoffs], what a joke. That boy did not have a type, he had fill-ins.