Nuff said, I’m out. Holla next week. Till then, enjoy the nightlife.
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 or obliterated.
Remembering the legend that is Prince.
The year was 1987 when a young brother from Harlem managed to accomplish what millions aspire to: he got on.
BET showcased Black excellence to women of all ages with their empowering award show, 'Black Girls Rock!'
Remembering a hip-hop pioneer and A Tribe Called Quest member Phife Dawg.
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.