Toni Green is a living proof that the soul of Memphis music still travels well.
In Poretta Terme, Italy, excitement already is mounting for the 27th Porretta Soul Festival, which will be a tribute to Otis Redding. The festival will take place July 17-20 in Rufus Thomas Park.
Green, who has been performing at the festival since 2005, graces the cover of the poster promoting the festival for the first time. She recalls crying for a week after getting that news.
A haunting refrain of, "hold on," fills the theater. The lyrics, sung by a trio, warn the audience of what is to come: a story of strife, fear, choices and consequences.
The play is "Uniform Justice," written by New York playwright, Chukwuma Obasi, as part of a unique conflict resolution project, a partnership between Hattiloo Theatre and TE'A (Theater, Engagement & Action) at Intersections International and the Memphis Police Department's Community Outreach Program. It's sponsored by Memphis Gun Down, Mayor A C Wharton Jr.'s youth gun violence reduction initiative.
Hundreds of attendees of all ages, including community organizations and church groups, filled the house for each of the five, free shows held at Southwest Tennessee Community College's Union Avenue Campus theatre. Mayor Wharton attended one of the performances and spent time with the cast.
The National Black MBA Association® 2014 Regional Symposiums will kickoff this week with a Memphis launch.
The multi-city tour, which targets professionals, will discuss the innovative trends within the workplace, along with a changing global workforce that "sometimes requires one to recalibrate their professional and personal realities."
The tour theme is "The Art of Leadership – Recalibrate Your Reality: Practical Steps from the NBMBAA®." The symposium will share the latest industry practices, insights, cutting-edge resources and tools from some of today's leading experts.
Love him or deride him, comedian, relationship expert and talk show host Steve Harvey nailed his advice to a newlywed black couple who recently appeared on his show for the segment "I Love My Man, But ..."
The wife, whose name is Love, recently decided to change her hair from the long, straight weave she'd worn "since I had my first tooth" to a well-coiffed Afro puff. Her husband, McClea, hated it. How much did he hate it? He ran out of the house in horror at the sight of his wife's actual hair, and when he returned, he asked whether she was wearing a wig and, if so, would she take it off. Love has stopped wearing her natural hair "often" because her husband "prefers" her weaves.
Not surprisingly, the husband's reaction didn't go over well with Harvey or viewers of the video that's been making the rounds on social media. Harvey clowned the husband about as bad as actor Samuel L. Jackson did to an entertainment reporter who mistook him for Laurence Fishburne. After the husband repeatedly disparaged his wife's hair—much to the audience's chagrin—Harvey quipped to him, "You about to get your skull opened up." Then Harvey got serious, pointing out the obvious to McClea: "You can't be any more wrong with your approach ... You got to find another way to express yourself." And the kicker: "It ain't your damn head."
When I stepped onto the campus of Morehouse College at the end of my junior year of high school in Memphis, I was faced with many of the challenges that plague the typical teenager seeking guidance on their post-secondary destination: nervousness, excitement and an insatiable sense of curiosity.
I wanted to go to a place that not only fed my mind, but also developed me into a whole person; a man who would leave with a heightened awareness of the world and with a burning desire to change it for the better. In high school, I was exposed to Morehouse Men who were doing great things in the community. They stood for something larger than themselves and they embodied the term "servant-leader".
I entered Morehouse as a freshman in the fall of 2011. During the week of New Student Orientation "NSO" – a week-long orientation for incoming freshmen – I realized that Morehouse was the place for me and that by the end of this journey, I would be a changed man.
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