This is the official website of Kosi, also known as The Sublime Miss Kosi, Kosi Gyebi, Kosi Gyebi Sorensen, Akosua Gyebi, and Akosua Gyebi Sorensen. She is a singer, vocalist, singer-songwriter, and arranger in jazz, r&b, blues, and rock music.

Biography

Kosi (née Akosua Gyebi) is a New York City based singer/songwriter with nappy hair and jazz roots. Although she always brings just a little drama to her compositions and interpretations, she's more than just a drama queen. She's got piercing eyes and a voice that's larger than her body. But, small as she is, she won't fit in a box. She switches styles more quickly than you can follow, from jazz, to rock, then folk, but never more than a few steps away from the blues.

She cites Abbey Lincoln and Nina Simone as her main influences, and has been compared to Tracy Chapman, India Arie, Ma Rainey, and Bessie Smith. However, despite her comparisons and influences, everything about Kosi, from her nappy hair to her sometimes bare feet, from her occasionally jarring lyrics to her now-she's-sweet-now-she's-screaming dramatic interpretations, radiates authenticity. "I am not creating anything," she says, "nor am I deconstructing anything. I am neither an iconoclast nor a follower. I am simply myself, and that is enough." She's more than enough. You definitely want to hear this girl sing... if you can handle it.

Kosi is currently the lead vocalist of straight-ahead jazz group Sweet Blue Fire and indie rock group The Goddess Lakshmi.

I Know Who I Am, Kosi's fourth and latest album, is a concept album telling the story of guilt, absolution, love, and self-actualization through original jazz and negro spirituals. Along with Kosi's first two albums, Pictures of Us and One More Cup of Coffee, each of which is comprised of eight of Kosi's original songs and two jazz standards, and her third album, Ghosts Appearing through the Sound, which is a tribute to Abbey Lincoln, it is available for purchase or download on Amazon, CDBaby, Bandcamp, and on her website: kosi-sings.com.

Projects


Ghosts Appearing through the Sound -- a tribute to Abbey Lincoln

The Goddess Lakshmi -- post apocalyptic rock band

Scribbles

Things I say when I have nothing to say
Stranger friday, apr 28, 2017
So here I am at 2am pacing in someone else’s kitchen (the kitchen is always someone else’s) wondering whether I was a man or woman or otherwise in a past life. Here I am in Somewhereville with no visceral understanding of which direction home is or how far or how long I’ve been away from it, though I have a cognitive understanding and could look it up if I didn’t. I...
I’ve been thinking about the intersection of imposter syndrome and ableism. She doubts her... monday, mar 20, 2017
I’ve been thinking about the intersection of imposter syndrome and ableism. She doubts her abilities even though she’s brilliant. She assumes that she is the least qualified of her peers, and therefore what she can do with maybe some difficulty, they can do with relative ease. She’s scandalized if/when they say they can’t, and assumes they’re lying, being lazy, or...
An open letter to the boy who invited me to the thing wednesday, mar 1, 2017
I’m not going. I already know I won’t enjoy it. These things tend to suck. Five years ago or six, I would have gone and sat through it politely to support you. We’re not friends like that anymore. I’m not going. I don’t know why you invited me. My room is in chaos at the moment. I’ve pulled all the things off my shelves looking for something which has proven not to exist. Now my stuff...
An open letter to the gentleman who wouldn’t sit with me saturday, feb 25, 2017
I think I get it. I see you a lot more often than you see me. You have more friends and less free time. And you’re tall. I noticed how tall you are when I ducked behind you so as not to ruin a picture a fan was trying to take of you. It occurred to me that you are so tall that I didn’t need to duck. But I ducked anyway. You didn’t see that. I get it. I can take up space when I think it’s...

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