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Trombonist Marc Fields' releases his first solo CD, Salutaris Plates

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Quick. Name a Jazz trombonist. Now name two. I can name but two besides Marc Fields. Hard bopper J.J. Johnson and also-bopping Delfeayo Marsalis are book-ended slide players, perhaps the world's   

The (Un)Invisible Man

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 29, 2004
JoCardo Edward Ralston is a beautiful man. His triangulated identity -- sexuality, race and size -- swirl and tangle in a morass of emotion and memory. JoCardo is an Other, an out-sized large, bira  

Cool Like Dat (Version 39.0)

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 15, 2004
Squishy stuff, that cool. Cool is like soul: You embody it (or it imbibes you) or you do not (or it does not). If you've got cool, you don't flaunt it. It just oozes. When I was a teenager, I neve  

Labor (Day) Pains

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 8, 2004
I get up and go to bed according to work. Most days and nights are governed by the mental lassoing of the free fall of ideas, sentences and word searches. I even fall asleep tapping a replay of the  

The Hangy-Down Theory®

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 1, 2004
Penile misdeeds transcend politics. Rebecca Collins' allegations of sexual harassment and gender discrimination against Hamilton County Prosecutor Mike Allen have nothing whatever to do with donkey  

Cover Story: It's Just Talk

The Buzz on black talk radio

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Black talk radio is the new black church. Can I get an "Amen?" It looms where once the church defined and dictated black political activism, morality and community standing. It crowns racial   

Plantation Lullabies

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 18, 2004
The slave pen has been Swiffered®. The cleanliness of the National Underground Railroad Freedom Center's centerpiece, an 1830 slave pen salvaged from a Northern Kentucky farm, transcends "comp  

Tired From Jump

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Hooty-hoot! This will be the year of the wrong white men yielding the right-of-way to who's left. Regardless of which evil of the two lessers nabs the White House in November, we in Cincinnati can r  

How the Caged Nigga Seems

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 4, 2004
Cincinnati is addicted to containment. Gentrification on steroids pushes low-living whites and blacks closer together into a crushing embrace of poverty, rising crime and substandard public educati  

Lineage

0 Comments · Wednesday, July 28, 2004
I missed another family reunion. Still, the Hills -- my mother's people from Edward and Mary Alice -- are closer than we let on. Though we cousins fork at the point where our parents diverge, we sh