h/t to Maria and The New York Times
Mr. Ho, who was of Chinese descent, called himself a “popular avant-gardist.” He was inspired by the Black Arts movement of the 1960s and by the ambitious, powerful music of African-American bandleaders, including Duke Ellington, John Coltrane, Sun Ra and especially Charles Mingus. But he rejected the word jazz, which he considered a pejorative term imposed by Europeans.
I have written a couple of times here about Fred Ho, even made him my freedom hero, because I look up to him. I was happy when I discovered his music years ago and reached out to him, back when you could do such things via the internet. He responded back and was as kind, humble, and erudite as he came across through his music and essays.
If you want to learn more about him you can listen to this NPR interview and then pick up his books or listen to his music. For a newbie I would suggest his book Legacy to Liberation. For music it’s hard for me to choose, but my favorite is still “Yes Means Yes, No Means No, Whatever She Wears, Wherever She Goes“.
His passing is a great loss to the arts/Blasian/socio-theoretical community. He will be missed.
In preparation of his transition from leaving his corporeal form to become warrior light, Fred worked with a film crew to make a documentary of his last year of light. Check for it when it comes to your city.
You can also learn more about Fred at the website Discover Fred Ho
Peaceful journey brother Fred.
So Shadow and Act turned me on to this movie showing on Netflix called 30 Beats. I watched it. During the day. Sans husband.
For a sex romp it was light on sex although there was lot of it. For an “Art House” movie I felt it lacked gravity. So I guess DH wasn’t going to reap the benefits of this movie after all.
I loved the beginning, which starts with “The Virgin” played by Condola Rashad having a tryst with an older “Archaeologist” played by Justin Kirk. Their quick coupling sets off string of hit it/quit it actions on during a New York summer heat wave.
I feel like the film was 25 minutes too long, although the Molly Ringwald look-alike was also a highlight for me. By the time we got to the French woman I was getting bored but decided to see where the story lead. The best part of the movie was Ben Levin and Condola Rashad, although they left the screen too quickly for me.
They were incredibly cute together and the attraction jumped off the screen.
Overall a grade of a C. Not a waste of time and if you don’t care for messages with your sex you won’t be disappointed.
It’s not my intention to have a post with Chris Brown so soon after the last one.
But, I had to put this video up. And all those not on Team Breezy are happy to see him take a punch to the jaw, even if it’s fictional.
In the brief trailer it seems that dance instructors Derek (Josh Holloway) and Dante (Laz Alonzo) aren’t happy that Korea is whooping us in dancing.
Before anyone starts to get excited it’s not North Korea. I doubt they have enough energy to get a good two-step going. It’s South Korea, who have swept the floor with us lately in international Hip Hop dancing competitions. Reason why: those crews can move.
Don’t worry; I don’t expect this movie to take any swipes at South Korea since the director is Korean American Benson Lee. Lee’s previous film includes Planet B-boy which is a documentary about the international Hip Hop dance competition. If you are a fan of the dance style and haven’t seen it you should go get this movie. Actually, if you aren’t a fan of the Hip Hop dance you should watch this movie, you will change your mind after viewing the athleticism and creativity of the dancers.
So are you excited about the movie? What do you think?
Today, Will and Jaden Smith joined rapper Jay Park to announce that he was chosen to sing the ending song for the new Smith SciFi movie, After Earth.
Jay Park is a former member of the KPop group, 2pm. Since leaving the group he has released several solo albums and mixtapes.
SciFi nerds, like myself, have been awaiting this movie for a while now. Although he’s just singing the song “I Like to Party” as the end credits roll and people leave the theater, this is a big opportunity for more people to hear Park’s music.
My daughter and I spied them at the same time.
We were just leaving the Nike store when I saw the diminutive female. She was fair skinned (black) with her hair in Shirley Temple curls although she looked years past the age for that hair style to be acceptable. Actually, if you aren’t Shirley Temple at 6 years old I don’t see why anyone would be wearing that hair style. She held one shirt in her hands as she walked to the cash register, the other shirt against the front of her body, as if she wanted to show everyone that it was perfect for her.
Trailing behind her was an older, heavier white male who seemed to be more than twice her age. His wallet in his right hand, his left pulling out cash.
Cricket and I walked out the store looking at each other.
“That couple–” I begin.
“Yeah, that was just weird,” Cricket finished.
“Maybe that was her father?”
“No. I don’t think so,” Cricket said. “She didn’t seem like she’d be dressed that way around her dad. Or maybe we are just conservative. Maybe it was a big brother, little sister situation where the big brother is a geriatric man and a young lady who seems like she’d be past the age of needing a parental mentor.”
“Yeeeahhhh,” I say doubtfully before voicing what I really think. “It could be a –”
“I need to get a,” Cricket inserts as we finish at the same time.
“Like, the other BW/WM couple didn’t seem that odd.”
“It was the age,” Cricket said. “Being the same age normalizes it.”
“Besides the fact they were impossibly tall and cute.”
I thought about this “couple” (?) as I watched the documentary “Seeking Asian Female” PBS’ Independent Lens. From newbie director, Debbie Lum, the film follows the relationship of Steven and Sandy. Steven is a twice divorced 50+ white male with Asian fever. He admits that he doesn’t have much money, he’s not much to look at, and is looking for a woman on the submissive side. While on AsianFriend finder he scrolls through pictures of available women in China and exclaims, “They are all so beautful!”
Sandy is a tenacious, intelligent 30 year old Chinese woman. She comes to stay with Steven while on a 30 day fiancee Visa and has to decide at the end of the time whether to marry him.
I have to admit that I was not rooting for them to work out. In the beginning we are unsure of Sandy’s intentions but we soon find out that Sandy really does love him. The qualms I did have was the problems they had communicating. After all of that time of being a Sinophile and fawning over Asian women Steven didn’t attempt to learn Mandarin or Cantonese. (Although I have to admit that trying to learn Korean is pretty hard for English speakers.) But having the communication wall brought in another dimension: the director was often recruited to translate and mediate their arguments. As you can expect the fantasy of someone often violently clashes with the reality of the actual person.
Steven comes off as entitled and clueless. When asked what he thought Sandy got out of being with him he said coming to this country.
Maybe it’s the Western frame of mind. Just this morning I ran across a link to this blog where a young American woman who is married to a Chinese male ruminates along these lines.
The “Charisma Man” phenomenon across Asia that foreign men experience makes them feel as if they are the next Brad Pitt. Meanwhile, foreign women — especially white women — are often showered with compliments about their appearance (something I experienced once in a beauty salon). And overall the fact that China still believes “foreign is better” means that foreigners of all genders — especially white foreigners — feel as if they’re standing on a pedestal compared to the locals. So then it’s easy to think, “hey, these people aren’t my equals because I’m clearly above them.” And that somehow translates into the idea that you deserve only a “9″ or a “10″ to date in China. It’s what you call social dominance – creating arbitrarily set hierarchies based, in this case, on ethnicity and/or race.
Speaking of China, Foreigners Who Think They’re Entitled to Date the Hottest Chinese
Even though all of the white people in the above stories seemed to (or may) have a delusions of grandeur in relationships to their looks and what they can rightly bank on the people of color may (or may not) be banking on what the other person wants from them: their beauty, their youth, sexual vigor. In the end is it a fair trade? Does someone always get something out of it even if the rest of the world curiiously watches and dismisses such unions?
I found the both the article and documentary interesting from a black female perspective, since it seems lately a few blogs are encouraging black women to be more like Asian women because a growing number of men are pursuing them as their ideal of a perfect woman. But I am not sure if I would want for my daughter a large number of men pursuing her on superficial grounds. I would like for a few decent men to see the real her, beyond her beauty, and know inside they have a real treasure.
And that would be a better trade than athletic swag, although if she must trade I hope she’d be smart enough to go to Tiffany’s instead.
In case you missed it, there is a movement of black women taking control of their health and getting fit.
Not getting “skinny”, not changing one eating disorder (overeating/bulimia) for another (anorexia) but learning about eating better, eating healthier and making a change.
Although we don’t want to change it up too much. Being slim is ok, but black women love, love, love their curves.
Wendy Ida proves that you can be slim and curvy at the same time.
Today is her birthday and I don’t think she minds my telling everyone that she is 61 years old.
Yes, she’s 61.
No, I’m not dyslexic, she’s not 16 she’s 61.
Yeah, that 61. Three score and one.
She looks good.
She first came to my notice when I saw her on a promo for the Jeff Probst show.
I was agog. She was 60 looking half her age. And it’s not just her look; she’s also moving better than a lot of women half her age.
And she didn’t start in her 20s or 30s, she started at 43. And she holds two Guinness World records for fitness, one for burpees. I am not going to lie, I hate burpees.
Yet, I also hate being dead… so…
If you want to hear about how she extricated herself from that relationship, click here to go to Beyond Black and White.
Again, happy birthday Mrs. Ida. You are a beacon of light for many women who feel encased in darkness. Just by being you, you are showing many women that it’s never too late to escape hell and then re-start the clock. Hell, you look like you turned back the clock.