3. Kelly Price Needs Therapy, Not A New Director
When I first heard rumors that Kelly Price was a problem behind the scenes, I immediately dismissed them. You know, that’s Kelly Price! She’s so sweet and soulful, so she can’t possibly give teases of a fire-breathing dragon, right? To quote my beloved, Whitney Houston and my mama, “Hell to the nah.” Seriously, Kelly Price makes Nicci Gilbert look like Jesus’ mama.
It’s fine if she feels as though she was pushed aside about her own idea, but at the same time, if you’re such the busy bee and you’re not holding up your weight, who should you really be upset with? In Kelly’s mind, the answer is everyone else. Say, Fred the Director, Chanté Moore, and at the rate she’s going, probably Lil’ Mo next week. Chanté Moore surmised Kelly’s issue with the direction of the monologue well, explaining, “Kelly doesn’t trust Fred, [but] she doesn’t have to trust Fred. Honestly, you have to trust yourself in the moment. That’s who you trust.”
That would be too much like right, so Kelly instead decided to get in Fred’s face and yell and scream like a psychotic banshee. This show is doing Kelly Price no favors. I can’t even listen to “Secret Love” with a clear conscience anymore. In fact, “Friend Of Mine” has taken on a whole new meaning. Like, Kelly the girl who stole your man was probably just retaliating against something you did to her first.