Don't get me wrong. I love Jamaican reggae music. Ditto for its two predecessors, rocksteady and ska, and before that mento and old-time calypso. But down in the Caribbean you'll hear all kinds of other booty-shaking rhythms.
Low-cost airline Norwegian Air announced today that it's heading to the French Caribbean this winter. Beginning in December, the airline will launch winter flights from three cities (New York City, Boston and Baltimore) to the Caribbean islands of Guadeloupe and Martinique.
Ten artists speak one language. It is Caribbean. It is Contemporary. It is World-art. It is the voice of an emerging generation of artists that speak a universal language independently of our Caribbean heritage.
A Chinese company and a former Sandinista revolutionary leader (three-time and current Nicaraguan President Daniel Ortega) are teaming up to revive an old idea -- create an alternative to the Panama Canal that will traverse through Nicaragua.
Two albums have recently exploded into my inbox that are strong contenders for the "Best of" list for '09. Ironically, they are "albums" made in the '60s-'70s in lands overseas and from other time zones than Brooklyn.
Residents in Normandy towns decked their streets in U.S. and French flags in preparation for Obama's visit. Posters read "Yes, we ca(e)n," a cross between the campaign slogan and the name of a local city, Caen.