Fan Video Gets Picked Up By Lupe Fiasco

via LupeFiasco.com | February 17, 2010

One of Lupe Fiasco’s fans posted a unofficial video for his new single “I’m Beamin” and Lupe happened to see it and enjoyed it enough to post on his official website.  Hopefully this is inspiration for continuing to create and share your hobbies with the world.

Time Out and Take a Look Around: Education Appropriation.

During my transition in to high school, two years ago, I was lucky enough to have parents willing and able to sacrifice for my education. I had a choice between attending a smaller urban school that happens to be private and going to the large public high school in the suburb I’ve grown up in. At the time, it seemed like I was surrounded by decent people who were all more or less “just like me.” I was influenced by a combination of the pressure not to lose friends and a curiosity of the diverse crowds of students, classes, and multifaceted environment that laid inside the larger school. That, as well as my parents willingness to let my education be my choice contributed to my eventual enrollment in Oak Park River Forest High School.

Would You Like Some Tea Mr. President?

There are certain things in life I just can’t explain: Jermaine Jackson’s haircut, Mike Tyson’s face tattoo, and John Mayer’s racist phallus. While I admit to not understanding every enigma, I can usually sense a farce. I wasn’t alive when Milli Vanilli’s track skipped, but let’s be honest, who didn’t see that coming? Although I was only 8 years old during the Clinton-Lewinsky scandal, I seriously doubted Clinton’s claim of “not having sexual relations with that woman”.

Today I can sense another farce- the Tea Party Movement. They claim to be “watering the tree of liberty”, but if you ask me they are just being boisterous rabble-rousers.

Today in Post-Race History: Dear John

Dear John Mayer,

Dude, wtf?  I was in New Mexico off grid for a few days; I get back home to the Chi, and every straight black girl with a blog now hates you.  I had a message in my Facebook inbox with a link to your Playboy interview, so I figured it out.  Note to self: friends don’t let friends interview drunk.

Normally, John, I wouldn’t be paying much attention to you.  My homegirl, Maegs swears by you, and insists on torturing me at work by playing your albums.  I don’t quite understand the allure.  You’re kind of like Corinne Bailey Rae to me: people love you, but you bore me to pieces.  Don’t get me wrong.  I love my sensitive white boys.  I dig Damien RiceJosh Rouse’s 1972 is my album.  Amos Lee’s “Skipping Stone”?  My jam.  Yet for whatever reason, whenever I hear Maegs humming “Daughters,” I start hitting the snooze button.  However, you woke me up with your Playboy interview.  You infuriated others.  You made me shrug.  Then again it’s kind of my moral obligation as a blogger on this thing we call pop life to say something, right?  So here’s my “something.”  Pay attention.

February 8, 2010 – February 14, 2010

Black leaders reflect on time at Duke
Dawn Baumgartner Vaughan, The Herald Sun, February 15, 2010

Enrollment of black students in prestigious city schools drops 10% during Bloomberg reign
Meredith Kolodner, Daily News, February 14, 2010

California students do well on AP exams
Mitchell Landsberg, LA Times, February 14, 2010

Works That Testify to the Nurturing of Black Artists
Benjamin Genocchio, New York Times, February 12, 2010

UT to expand African American studies
Christina Rosales, Austin American-Statesman, February 11, 2010

Invest in at-risk youth and save money
Leticia Van de Putte, San Antonio Express, February 11, 2010

Teenagers in spotlight at Rising Stars Recital
Heather Dunhill, Herald Tribune, February 11, 2010

Grant aims to brighten black males’ future
Matthew E. Milliken, The Herald Sun, February 10, 2010

Child Obesity Risks Death at Early Age, Study Finds
Roni Caryn Rabin, New York Times, February 10, 2010

Black Opportunity Destruction
Walter E. Williams, Town Hall, February 10, 2010

Talking About Race In Suburbia
Susan Campbell, Hartford Courant, February 10, 2010

UCLA study finds increased segregation by race, ethnicity
Claudia Meléndez Salinas, Herald Salinas Bureau, February 8, 2010

NO PASSENGERS ON HER PLANE:How and why Beyonce owned the 2000's….

The best female artist of the 2000's

About a month ago, a YouTube video of a mid-November performance by Beyonce at the O2 Arena in London was brought to my attention. Performing in the round, and hitting the climax of a rousing rendition of her international smash hit “Halo,” the 28 year-old R&B phenom inexplicably makes a b-line for the edge of the platform and stagedives into the crowd. Wearing only what I can basically gather to be a diamond-studded, black leotard, stilettos (Beyonce’s trademark shoe ware), large earrings, and her hair out and wild, Beyonce completely submits to the will of her audience, a move that could have resulted in her hair and jewelry being snagged and pulled, her private parts being groped, or her body simply being dropped. Instead, the crowd catches her, and lifts her into an epic, Christ-like pose, screaming and applauding in total adoration and awe as she continues to sing the song, hitting almost every note perfectly.
It’s a beautiful, exhilarating, and decidedly surreal sight. You see, I have neither seen nor heard of a mainstream pop performer, ala Britney Spears or Rihanna, stagediving into an audience; it’s risky and dangerous, and requires the performer to not only trust their fans unequivocally, but to be moved and invested in the emotionality of performing to such a degree that one would basically throw caution to the wind and thrust oneself into the hands of their spectators. 

Of course, Beyonce is clearly not your average mainstream pop performer.

Tame Game

A short while ago I wrote about Tiger Woods’ fall from mixed-race grace. The same tumble Obama is currently taking. They are both–Barack and Tiger, two wildly popular individuals in powerful positions, in white male dominated fields–politics and golf. If only I could say the similarities ended there.

In my first column about Tiger Woods I wrote a bit about the implications of his transgressions and his text messages which suggested he was just another hyper-sexed black man. Pimp picture at Australian Open. Fair enough. Pimps have women and Tiger had about eight of them. However, the depiction of black men as pimps and abusers of women is thrown around far too often for its use to go completely under the radar. Even in Tiger Woods’ case where it seems an appropriate connotation, I can’t help but view it as code for black man–a new angle to shed light on his true colors. Pun intended.