Spring is finally here, and the big musical acts are in full bloom. Well, some of them are. Others are just laying a big musical turd in your garden.
Tuesday's big money shindig went down at the brand new Mondrian SoHo hotel. The event's climax was the "money drop" from the Garden Room ceiling, when real dollar bills, drink tickets and fake Kanye cash rained down on the crowd.
Some critics and fans are outraged by Rihanna's sexual lyrics and fetish-filled video, leaving me to wonder where the boundaries of entertainment actually stand.
Portman has a lot to celebrate this week: Black Swan is getting rave reviews, she's creating a bunch of Oscar buzz for her starring role in it, she's engaged, and she's preggers. Whew!
While watching the 2010 Soul Train Awards, which was simultaneously broadcast on BET and Centric, an offshoot of BET networks, first I wondered, "Why ...
I am feeling a strange sense of deja vu. Over a year ago I wrote a piece for the Huffington Post entitled, Those Bad Breasts. It was a story of news p...
August is a dumping ground for movies, a time when the multiplexes are flooded with leftover product, as opposed to films. Still, occasionally, a gem sneaks in -- a movie that someone has underestimated. Takers is not that film.
It looks like the silver lining for celebrity abusers everywhere is that unless you use a racial slur while committing abuse you might be okay, career wise.
The decision to use convicted batterer Chris Brown as a central attraction for the BET Awards was a tremendous setback for victims of domestic abuse, which is the leading cause of premature death among Black women between the ages of 15 and 44.
Can't Hollywood find another white guy in his mid-forties to deliver slurry lines while smirking for the camera who doesn't do drugs and threaten his wife (allegedly) to play the perpetual bad boy/ladies' man?
Chris Brown has been barred from entering, and thus performing, in the U.K. because of the Rhianna beating.
In HBO pay-per-view's biggest non-title fight of the year, Mayweather's entrance seemed like a scene from Rocky IV with classic soul R&B group, the O'Jays , singing "For The Love of Money" in the middle of the ring.
With the second and third round picks, fans were hoping the Bills would start addressing their top needs. But the Bills rumble to the beat of their own little buffalo hooves.
Don't you have like eight different ethnicities in your background? You'd think at least one of them would have a guilt tradition.
Here is Vermont's deeply disturbing little secret: We are sixth in the nation, per capita, when it comes to homicides committed by men against women.