Whitney Houston Movie…Already Causing Controversy

Striking Resemblance...

And here she is…the young lady to play in the upcoming Whitney Houston movie: Her name is Yaya DaCosta. Striking resemblance, huh?

Bobby Kristina is mad about it–she felt she should have been chosen to play her mother. http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/tv/bobbi-kristina-brown-mad-angela-bassett-whitney-houston-film-article-1.1849675

Angela Basset is the director and doesn’t agree.

I agree with Angela. What about you?

Whitney has been gone for over 2 years now. Everytime I hear her music, I actually stop to listen to that voice.

You see, I saw Whitney come up–I remember buying her fist album, but honestly, at that time, I was so into hip hop, dance music, and R & B, I just wasn’t into the Barbara Streisand type songs Whitney was singing. And yes, I was one of those people that didn’t think she had enough soul–wasn’t hip enough. But as the years progressed, I grew to respect her talent.

When Whitney died, her death didn’t exactly shock some people, but it made me sad, and as I watched her funeral on television, it just struck me, that she was just a little church girl–like myself, as they cued up the various photos of her singing in the choir–just like me. At that time, I connected with Whitney for the very first time.

Yes, we lost one of the last divas–and superstars we’ll probably see for a very long time, but what is everlasting is that voice–it will remain in our memory forever.

RIP Whitney Houston…

Getting You Ready For The James Brown Movie…

Godfather of Soul–James Brown 1933-2006


Alright Funksters. The new James Brown Movie, Get on up, is coming out on August 1st, and I’m getting you ready for that.

Take a listen to the Godfather of Soul at his best in this collection of jams.

The JB’s

Alright! Don’t hurt nothin’…

Black Men: What Will It Take To Make You STAND UP?

Only the Strong Need Apply!


Forgive me, but many people think that Black men haven’t stood up for anything since the days of the Black Panthers.

And come to think of it, I’m not really sure I can disagree with that.

Please do not get me wrong, but a lot of brothers have seemingly stepped out of the forefront of politics, community leadership, family, and in general, giving their voice to various social, ethical, and moral issues.

Let’s be real, most of our leaders today are all senior citizens.  Old Black men are risking going to jail to fight for a cause.  They’ve slowed down and aren’t up for that–naturally, they’ve become conservative and complacent.

Liberation is a young man’s game.

The images of the Black male has gotten innocent Black men killed. The insidious nature of this was created by the white media. And the sad part, many Black men in positions to speak boldly, choose to cower, and often play into these media perceptions.

You have to earn respect and with that, this means that you have to be willing to give something up in order to achieve a certain goal.

Black men have an image of profiling and “frontin’” but not many today have records of actively standing up for anything. You can abuse them, hate them, even kill them, then some pastor will pray, insisting Black people to get on our knees, and ask God to redeem the offenders, then, back to the same ole’ same ole’. Cowardice. Plain and simple.

You don’t pray for leaders YOU RAISE LEADERS!

Look at the state of our communities across this nation. Black males walk around with their pants hanging off of their behinds, refusing to read books, but want to drive expensive cars, while living with a girlfriend on food stamps. How many Black children have been spawned by the irresponsible Black male? What is this doing to our community as a whole?  Young Black men need strong male role models so that they can be STRONG MALES. It takes men to raise men.

What are Black men building?  What will be the legacy of this generation?

No. I’m not a man-hater, nor do I make it a habit to criticize Black males, but honestly, the work that I’ve put in trying to stand up for, defend verbally (literally writing a book to young brothers) to empower them, but to continually have to rebuke the apathy that comes from many Black males, sometimes just frustrates me. I’m just a woman, and can never understand what it means to be a Black man, but I am a double-minority, and all Black women have experienced sexism and racism. We get no brakes, but we get up every day and choose to fight.

All I’m saying is that with the current state of racial bias being directed at many Black males, it’s high time for many to stop hiding behind facades and face their enemies head on–with the gun if necessary. Do something. Real men prepare themselves for confrontation.

Kings build nations and empires.  Being a king requires that a man take the lead, be strong, wise, and raise his people up, as he is raised up, being the human equivalent of the divine force that created him.

We’ve got your back, but we can’t continue to carry you.

Being a man means taking control. And that’s what Black men must do if they want to be empowered in this world.

***For years, I’ve interacted and had discussions with Black men–-at times, they can become hostile when a woman, particularly a Black woman, tells them what the real issues are that provoke them and make them act negatively toward them. Because of these conversations in years past, I was motivated to write a book to Black men in 2011, entitled, A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman: In Search of Black Men Who Live With Purpose. I think it was ahead of it’s time–all these years later, what I talked about is very relevant to young brothers like yourself. Get a copy–and READ IT! The narrative is a letter to young Black men–-a conversation that needs to be had.  Here’s the link: http://www.amazon.com/Journey-Into-Mind-Black-Woman/dp/1468025228/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1406208944&sr=8-1&keywords=A+Journey+Into+The+Mind+of+a+Black+Woman

Standing Up To Racism…

Stop Pretending Racism Doesn't Exist!
Study link: http://blogs.umass.edu/afroam391g-shabazz/files/2010/01/George-Yancy-on-Whiteness-as-Ambush.pdf

How many times have Black people witnessed blatant racism or experienced it personally than had to weigh in the reality of doing something right then and there? Probably most of us, but how many actually stand up and speak the truth–no matter where the chips fall?

I’ve done it many times, so, I’m giving myself a pass on this one. And I’ve yet again had to speak up, but this time, it was for something I witnessed at my local Wal-Mart. A white woman jumped from another line–while the cashier was tending the sale of an elderly Black lady, shoves 2 bras in her face–telling her to ring those up before she started the next transaction, which apparently was for her granddaughter, and daughter. The cashier was not completed with the sale of the Black lady, and by the expression of her face, felt it was rude–she just cut in front of the Black lady, not excusing herself at all.   She told the woman that she hadn’t completed the sale of the elderly woman–and was shocked by this woman’s arrogance.  Do you know that this white woman had the nerve to go complain to the manager. Her behavior and attitude was blatantly disrespectful, and in my honest observation, racist toward the elderly Black lady, and for her to complain was downright obnoxious. The cashier did nothing wrong.

I live in south Georgia and I’m standing my ground here because I’m sick and tired of how white people behave toward African Americans; by the mere presumption of White Supremacy/White Privilege, feel absolute impunity in their attitudes and actions, which one intuitively perceives within an instant, as pure racial hatred.

Whites love to ambush Black people, literally goading a response, provoking a confrontation, then playing innocent, even lying, to mask their real intent. This is psychological terrorism, and emotional abuse, and I will not tolerate it.

Well, the right person was watching, and I’m voicing my opinion to that cashier’s supervisor–let the chips fall where they may.

You see, I’m not playing with white folks. Not at all. I feel absolutely no obligation to be nice to them or to pretend to be easy-going, which is something many African Americans employ, as not to be seen as the “Bad Negro”. I don’t care anything about that. They love to play that game of “How do you know they are being racist?” Uh-uh…my response: I’m not anywhere stupid and I know when someone cares about me humanely, as opposed to someone attacking me for being who I am. White people love to try to erase the experiences of African Americans–they claim individuality and claim no responsibility whatsoever for the marginalization of certain POC’s or people of color, but it’s time to make them face the ugly truth of who they are innately.

Enough is enough.

****If you don’t say anything when something happens, it will keep happening…because you didn’t.****

Why Black Women Prefer To Date and Marry Black Men…

I'm so lucky...

Does this really need to be explained?

Some would think so…well, for those who are wondering, here’s why the majority of Black women prefer Black men: Black men are the only equals for Black women. A Black man was the first man. In the image of God…man was created. He was the first father. Black men are what their fathers are. All women want to marry that which mirrors them.

In my wildest dreams, I never thought there would be day when any Black person would have to qualify their reason as to why they do what should come natural to all, to love one another, fall in love, and marry.

The state of condition in this country is such that white people are now concerned that we are marrying each other–and not them. Huh? Thus, the arrogant white controlled media has seemingly created an attitude in the public’s mind that for some reason, it is necessary to divide and conquer Black love, by insulting and hurting us with perceptions and racist preconceptions of ourselves, thus, creating a false image of our community.

There have been books, talk shows, movies, magazines, and even reality shows that try to instigate some type of war between Black men and women. But why? Why is our community being targeted by such bigotry and ignorance?  Better yet, why are so many Black men and women spreading the misinformation and responding with counterintuitive actions against their own people.  Who’s reality are you living?

I’ve thought about this and I can only say that the most powerful image I have are of Black men and women in love, who stand with one another, and are a dynamic force for our people.  There’s just something very powerful about a Black man and woman who love each other, and walk boldly together. The vibes one gets from them is just beyond words.  It’s a beautiful thing.  Black love is the truest energy and it impacts everything around it.

Let me be even more clear, Black men in love with strong Black women scare the hell out of racist white males and weak white women. They hate Black people but out of some type of pathological sickness, take pleasure in exploiting the negative in our community, at any length, the most passionate being, to attack us where we’re most vulnerable to them: many Black people having terrible self-hatred and feelings of inferiority and insecurity, to the degree, promoting white supremacy through interracial coupling extends this ethos even more, with the intent to divide us, weaken us, and neutralize all Black nationalist agendas to advance the race as a whole.

This appears to be working in 2014, but not all of us are falling for this psychological tactic.

Black women in particular, are not believing that every Black man on this planet hates them. I for one, have never been ignored by Black men–I get approached almost daily, however, it’s not for attention that I prefer Black men, to me, they just are the most sexy, intelligent, cool, strong, creative, well-built, funniest, clever men I’ve ever encountered. I can’t imagine not being attracted to them. All of my life, I’ve loved Black men. Even when I was a little girl, I just loved to look at them. They made me feel secure, and protected.

“According to Howard University researcher Ivory A. Toldson, 88 percent of married African-American men – of all education and income levels – marry Black women. Most rich and successful Black men do not choose to marry outside of their race: 83 percent of six-figure-earning brothers and 85 percent of college educated African-American men find a Black woman to call his wife, reported Toldson.”




I grew up in a community where some of the finest Black men and women lived in Chicago. The images I saw were positive. Black men were chasing Black women every single day. All I saw were brothers literally getting into car accidents–breaking their necks as they hollered out of their Cadillac’s, Lincolns, Regal’s, Monte-Carlos with the gansta white walls, at the Foxes, Babes, Brown Sugar, and Sexy Mamas that were coming from every direction. Black love was a good thing.

And when I decided to create this blog, it was done with the intent of promoting this along with definitive values of family and community within our culture.

Honestly, I shake my head at the comments that I’ve witnessed online regarding who we are as a people, but when you become what your enemy wants you to be, you have been completely conquered, and your mind entrapped by a lie.

To be or not to be…Shakespeare posed the question, well for me, Black love is a the most revolutionary act, and this Black woman is leading the cause without apology.

And This Was Soul Music….

One of the greatest voices that came from the African American talent pool...
Some days, I feel like my parents did when rap music came out: reminiscing about the “good old days”, showing every bit of my age, but not being ashamed about it at all.

One of the artists that I grew up listening to in addition to all of the great talent that came from the late 60′s through the 90′s, was the late Donny Hathaway. Who was he?

Artist Biography by Steve Huey

Donny Hathaway was one of the brightest new voices in soul music at the dawn of the ’70s, possessed of a smooth, gospel-inflected romantic croon that was also at home on fiery protest material. Hathaway achieved his greatest commercial success as Roberta Flack’s duet partner of choice, but sadly he’s equally remembered for the tragic circumstances of his death — an apparent suicide at age 33. Hathaway was born October 1, 1945, in Chicago, but moved to St. Louis when he was very young, and began singing in church with his grandmother at the scant age of three. He began playing piano at a young age, and by high school, he was impressive enough to win a full-ride fine arts scholarship to Howard University to study music in 1964. While in college, he performed with a cocktail jazz outfit called the Ric Powell Trio, and wound up leaving school after three years to pursue job opportunities he was already being offered in the record industry.

Everything Is EverythingHathaway first worked behind the scenes as a producer, arranger, songwriter, and session pianist/keyboardist. He supported the likes of Aretha Franklin, Jerry Butler, and the Staple Singers, among many others, and joined the Mayfield Singers, a studio backing group that supported Curtis Mayfield’s Impressions. Hathaway soon became a house producer at Mayfield’s Curtom label, and in 1969 cut his first single, a duet with June Conquest called “I Thank You Baby.” From there he signed with Atco as a solo artist, and released his debut single, the inner-city lament “The Ghetto, Pt. 1,” toward the end of the year. While it failed to reach the Top 20 on the R&B charts, “The Ghetto” still ranks as a classic soul message track, and has been sampled by numerous hip-hop artists. “The Ghetto” set the stage for Hathaway’s acclaimed debut LP, Everything Is Everything, which was released in early 1970. In 1971, he released his eponymous second album and recorded a duet with former Howard classmate Roberta Flack, covering Carole King’s “You’ve Got a Friend.” It was a significant hit, reaching the Top Ten on the R&B charts, and sparked a full album of duets, Roberta Flack & Donny Hathaway, which was released in 1972. The soft, romantic ballad “Where Is the Love?” topped the R&B charts, went Top Five on the pop side, and won a Grammy, and the accompanying album went gold.

Extension of a Man Also in 1972, Hathaway branched out into soundtrack work, recording the theme song for the TV series Maude and scoring the film Come Back Charleston Blue. However, in the midst of his blossoming success, he was also battling severe bouts of depression, which occasionally required him to be hospitalized. His mood swings also affected his partnership with Flack, which began to crumble in 1973. Hathaway released one more album that year, the ambitious Extension of a Man, and then retreated from the spotlight; over the next few years, he performed only in small clubs. In 1977, Hathaway patched things up with Flack and temporarily left the hospital to record another duet, “The Closer I Get to You,” for her Blue Lights in the Basement album. The song was a smash, becoming the pair’s second R&B number one in 1978, and also climbing to number two on the pop charts. Sessions for a second album of duets were underway when, on January 13, 1979, Hathaway was found dead on the sidewalk below the 15th-floor window of his room in New York’s Essex House. The glass had been neatly removed from the window, and there were no signs of struggle, leading investigators to rule Hathaway’s death a suicide; his friends were mystified, considering that his career had just started to pick up again, and Flack was devastated. Roberta Flack Featuring Donny Hathaway was released in 1980, and both of the completed duets — “Back Together Again” and “You Are My Heaven” — became posthumous hits. In 1990, Hathaway’s daughter Lalah launched a solo career.

Listen to this wonderful cd and enjoy what I did back in the day for those of you who have never been introduced to true soul music.