What’s The Point of Survival?

I don’t get the obsession with survival. I honestly don’t. I’ve held this view for a while, but last night when just trying to stop at the grocery store to pick up a bag of rock salt what I saw was chaos. Shelves stripped bare, people running around like lunatics, traffic jam in the parking…

I’ll Mourn Who I Want!

I am really tired of being told who I am allowed to mourn. The recent trend on the Facebook is whenever a celebrity dies you have the people with their friendly rest in peace status, then you have the people, “8 SOLDIERS DIED AND YOU DON’T KNOW THEIR NAMES!!” Dude, neither do you, if it…

Afropunk: Through the Ears of a Musician

By Robert Sanders III With another summer winding down, the time has come to start penciling in a last hurrah here, a last hurrah there (…a last hurrah everywhere), but the hurrah to end all hurrahs took place this past weekend in Brooklyn. What started out as a group of black people getting together to share…

Recap: AFROPUNK FEST

This past weekend marked the yearly performance of a plethora of artists at the annual Afropunk Fest in Fort Greene, Brooklyn. For nearly a decade, producers of the festival have been working their assess off to bring the best of the afro punk world to New York (someone this year said they started in Webster…