Who knows what would have become of me had I grown up in an era where my idols, the preeminent examples for success from communities like mine, limited their content to the four or five themes that dominate today's hip hop landscape.
There has been a great deal of controversy lately about polling and sampling. So to take the most accurate temperature of the vox populi for tonight's presidential debate between President Obama and Mitt Romney, I went directly to my Twitter followers and asked them for their Debate Party Playlists.
Arrogance of ignorance rests at the core of the proponents of Creationism and Intelligent Design -- it leads to ideology not ideas; madness not method; hate not the humane.
It's a rare populace who can witness the end of an empire, and be in a position directly afterward to hash out what happened. And yet, "Gallery Girls" bid its adieu last night and here we all are, not raptured off the planet, probably in the same place we were yesterday at this time and will be again tomorrow, as if nothing has changed. Ready to talk about stuff. This is why "Gallery Girls" is miraculous.
Pulitzer Prize-finalist Detroit has a lot on its mind. Playwright Lisa D'Amour tackles suburban life, the sense of uprootedness that seems a constant in America thanks to the constant push for change, the changing roles of men and women and much more.
That's no moon. Nor is it a mere scoop of ice cream. It's part of a series of ice cream cakes by designers Nipa Doshi and Jonathan Levien for Häagen-Dazs and the upcoming Christmas season.
A universe apart, Tabu conveys romantic longing among the foothills of Mount Tabu, where lovers play out their affair under the eyes of a watchful, mystical crocodile. Unlike the treacly The Artist, Tabu places demands on the viewer. Can American filmgoers embrace this rapturous film?
Why can't my girlfriend and I have a baby that shares our DNA? Why can't an egg from each of us be scrambled up and sprinkled with sperm? It seems so easy! Try harder scientists! Make this a priority.
The summer is officially in our rear view. While the weather begins to cool and leaves fall to the ground, I can take some solace in really good music that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
One of the most vital traditions in modern art has been that of groups of artists working together in the pursuit of a common goal.
I do not think it's unfair to say that most of today's most popular music all sounds the same, because it does. The music industry desperately needs someone to stir things up. We need an original sound. Enter ZZ Ward.
I went to back-to-back screenings on Monday night in New York City that combined to make a very interesting double feature, each playing off the other in moving and intricate ways.
Walking through a city, a beautiful city, is one of the great pleasures in life. Beautiful cities, like all great works of art, aspire to the state of music.
As a crafter who also happens to love books, I'm so excited for the release of my first book Craft-a-Day. I grew up in Denmark and love very simple projects that are easy to make at home.
Music has become the battleground for the allegiance and future of young people, and hip-hop and rap tools for spreading a range of ideologies.
Though they don't know if Emmylou Harris has heard "Emmylou" yet, they were pleased to get endorsements from Rosanne Cash and Polly Parsons, daughters of the legends. "To us that's pretty crazy," Klara said. "Nothing we ever expected."