The last week of December is always a time for reflection on the 51 prior weeks, especially when you’re trying to recollect the year’s best. At the beginning of the month, I had narrowed down the top shows I witnessed ...
s you’re reading this column, chances are you’re doing one of three things: (1) traveling to do some last-minute shopping, (2) wrapping/unwrapping presents or (3) returning gifts for what you really want or what’s left.
Took a while for the get back to come, but eventually it did. Wayyyy back in the day, when I was the lil tag along, my fashion-forward cousins would inadvertently rub it in.
The names on the figurative marquee were a definite indication that the East Room at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. was the place to be.
On the initial announcement that “The Hippest Chick,” Erykah Badu was hosting the 2015 Soul Train Awards, hints of skepticism ran on and on.
I guess a telltale sign that you’ve reached a rarified level of success is when after a significant period of time, the moves you make still can elevate or perhaps alter the movements of your peers and, in the case ...
Nov. 29 at 8 p.m., when the hippest trip in America pulls into the last station, marked for “Legends,” exiting the transport this year will be Kenneth Edmonds.
The first and only time I got to frequent New York City’s City Winery, it turned out to be one of the last performances of the late, great Bobby Womack.
Those hundreds of thousands that contributed to those millions of YouTube views have to feel proud.
The implications of the latest and much maligned business venture Tidal by mogul Shawn Carter, aka Jay Z, are of historic proportions.
Who stole the soul? It’s gone! People walking around here are happy go lucky like nothing happened.
To set off their new initiative called the Apollo Comedy Clubs, the Apollo Theater officially inducted comedic icons and Apollo Legends into the Apollo Walk of Fame.
It’s official. We’re seeing the pigskin flying officially for three weeks now.
It happens every lifetime, I guess—a momentous event that changes the course of history.
The true school hip-hop antenna was standing at full attention as I made my way down Pennsylvania Avenue.