Author: Stephanie Renee
Rachel Dolezal probably had no idea that she would become the new face of White Privilege in America, because of making a conscious decision to mislead the public into believing that she is Black. But what exactly is Black (or White), anyway?
Black Music Month is like a second birthday celebration. It is a wonderful reminder of the role that music has played not just in my own development, but as a vehicle for expression and success for my entire family.
Forgive me if I seem a little sassier than usual on the air this week. I’ve been inspired by Dee Rees’ amazing new HBO biopic BESSIE, starring Queen Latifah. It’s time for me to reclaim some of my artsy edge.
When Mother’s Day rolls around, the tributes and memories are plentiful for many people. My mother has been gone for more than 30 years, and it gets harder to distinguish the remembrances from the myths.
It is never easy to hear about friends and loved ones passing, but it’s particularly difficult to say goodbye to those who once loved you unequivocally, long before they reached old age.
After being selected as President Obama’s first inaugural poet and the critical acclaim she’s gaining for her new memoir, Elizabeth Alexander is destined to become the household name that her pedigree demands. But she’s been a rock star to me ever since my freshman year at Penn, when she helped an insecure teenager accept her gift of verse.
I can barely imagine being alive for 50 years, yet Herbie Hancock and Chick Corea have been professional colleagues and personal buddies since the 1960s.
In life, as it is in music, “getting free” still requires some level of structure. A beginning. A theme. An ending. No matter how innovative we think we are.