Kanye West has opened my eyes and there is no going back. The two experiences are exactly, exactly the same. In Hollywood you have gifting sweets, million dollar deals, access, social capital, hedonism, wealth and more -- AKA the same thing Blacks dealt with in the '60s. Agreed, Mr. West! Agreed!
Whatever the reasons for Cheney's new mission to blame someone for the mess in Iraq and Syria, one thing is for certain: he won't stop going back in time until he's found all the culprits, including those who are long dead.
Emphasis on the value of standing has continually proven problematic for me. Consider, for instance, a typical day at an American school. Slouching, slumping and staying seated in school were interpreted as disinterest or disrespect -- much the same logic that likely fueled West's insistence that every single person in the venue get on their feet.
There is a space where existential nuance and personal confession all exist in the rhythms of a dreamscape universe. This is the world of Pell, and with his recent album Floating While Dreaming, he transports us to a universe of varied influences manifested in ambient sounds and serious hip-hop grooves.
Word on the street is that even Jay Z and Beyonce pay rent. It's hard to imagine a house suitable for these two celebs, but this one seems to fit the fab bill.
I'm in a wheelchair and though I can stand, I wouldn't waste even half a breath of energy standing up for you.
Many great acts that are legendary in the genre have come from Boston, and one of the names at the top of that list is Statik Selektah.
During his Yeesuz tour, Kanye West refused to perform his music until each and every person in attendance was on their feet. It doesn't seem that Kayne considered those among his fans may have been differently-abled.
As someone who lives with a pretty noticeable disability, the Kanye West incident really struck a chord with me. As a Disability Awareness Consultant, I operate with the knowledge that many people need the tools to understand disability, and that is okay.
True music lovers have a soundtrack for everything. When it comes to under-the-covers jams, there's one disc that resonates in my core. It's Gato Barbieri's alternately lush and animal-depraved soundtrack for the great Bernardo Bertolucci flick, "Last Tango in Paris."
Escalating racial tensions, and the puzzled response from white America, reminds us that many in suburbia still have no clue about American's complicated history with race. Taylor Swift's "Shake It Off" may be bubblegum fun, but it does not deserve a ghetto pass (regardless of her playful "I'm such a dork!" tone).
This column was written after a summer spent traveling the country and watching random morning news shows. The writer vows never to do that again.
From fan expectations to pressure to conform, pop/R&B singer Estelle says it isn't always easy to stay true to oneself in the music industry. The Grammy-winning "American Boy" singer, however, refuses to bow to the stress.
Sharing your private life on reality television is "tricky" for anyone, admits Syleena Johnson. That's why the Grammy-nominated singer considers her R&B Divas: Atlanta costar Monifah Carter particular "courageous" for allowing audiences to watch the evolution of her same-sex relationship.
Warning to small-minded people: Don't mess with Estelle's gay fans! With choice words for the narrow points-of-view which "seem to run the world," the Grammy-winning singer admitted negative attitudes toward the LGBT community "really bug" her.
Biggest mistake of the weekend: Seeing Kanye West over Arctic Monkeys.