Posts Tagged: Chicago
When thinking about the importance of house music, the dance that it created—and that inspired the genre’s evolution—is less often discussed. Chicago’s footwork crew The Era is doing what it can to call attention to the significance of its style as art form and as cultural celebration....more
Chicago libraries have an ambitious plan to give away more than a million children’s books this summer in an effort to combat intellectual regression that occurs in summer months when children aren’t in school. Every branch of the Chicago library is giving away books to children who sign up for the program....more
A new exhibition at the Art Institute of Chicago takes visitors through the collaborative efforts of writer Ralph Ellison and photographer Gordon Parks:
In some ways, their collaboration is akin to a great songwriting duo… One handles the music, the other lyrics, and there’s never something that comes completely first.
Chicago’s Wicker Park has been gentrifying, but Quimby’s, a quirky indie bookstore, remains a haven for alt lit.
Amazon probably doesn’t care whether customers buy anything from its physical stores....more
One Moore Books in Monrovia, Liberia, plans on publishing books aimed at children. The shop was founded by thirty-year-old Wayétu Moore, who fled Liberia as a refugee at the age of five.
Three years ago, Jenny Milchman launched Take Your Child to a Bookstore Day with the goal of getting children who ordinarily don’t have access to books into stores....more
Once upon a time, during the days of vinyl, there was a type of record that revolved forty-five times a minute, and it was the medium of choice for singles. Digging through a dusty crate of 45s today often reveals a treasure trove of long-lost music....more
I’m always telling stories, but I sort of fuck with the idea of thinking about myself and my work in a lyrical sense. Because that’s now how I’ve traditionally thought about myself. And it pushes up against the way the academy has been taught to discount black poets and the way black poets speak about real shit, or speaking for and of the people.
As Ramadan approaches and we look for a family to break fast with come sundown, the realities of being a transgender Muslim set in. Flashing all of the proper signals I pass through gendered space unscathed, always left fearing how much I have to lose if outed.