If you say it loud enough and often enough, it becomes popular consensus. Eventually it can become so engrained into the collective psyche that it’ll be conceived as “truth.” That’s how rumors and stereotypes get perpetuated and facts gets altered ...
The year was 1987 when a young brother from Harlem managed to accomplish what millions aspire to: he got on.
The weekend forecast predicted snow … SNOW?! Noooo. My arm is twisted and I'm convinced; I will go. The destination? Miami Gardens, Florida. Sunshine, beaches and music sound like a winner.
Bridges, tunnels and “welcome to” signs aside, growing up, the real determination of geographical boundaries were the radio waves.
I have to preface this piece by saying my views skewed, as I’m what they call a “homer.”
Technological advancements have once again made their mark on the antiquated structure known as the music industry.
Much ado is made of the hip-hop heydays. For a decade around the same span (say, 1985–1995), what was touching female R&B? Let’s talk about it.
In “Burn Hollywood Burn,” Chuck D sang, “Hollywood or would they not, make us all look bad like I knew they had!”
Certain facts, like it or not, can’t be denied, especially with bottom line numbers being used as supporting evidence.
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 ...