Moonlight: Film Review
Although I am brutally late I managed to take a second to stop by a quaint little theater that happened to be showing Moonlight. Upon entry to the theater I was about 10 minutes late due to some unfinished business at the local auto mechanic. Once I settled into theater there was a scene being shown where ‘Little’ aka Chiron aka Black (the main character who’s life is shown in three parts) was at school being picked on by fellow classmates. I have to admit I was leery of how there was a three character switch. The performances of Alex R. Hibbert, Ashton Sanders and Trevante Rhodes were all equally impactful to the storyline of the main character. The coloring and tone of the film appeared to be sultry as Barry Jenkins (director) wants you to feel the emotional rollercoaster that is Little’s (the main character) life while you try to seek out why he’s such a mysterious child. As the viewer you can almost feel like you’re the one being teased. As this black boy who’s skin resembles rough pavement with little to no voice spoke it sparking a feeling of sorrow. Instantly I am intrigued by the director’s raw camera angles which allow you to feel the tension as Little tries to define his role in his mother’s life (Paula) who’s only priority seems to be smoking crack Cocaine and teasing her young son for being gay or as she calls him one time too many “faggot.” Continue reading “Moonlight.”
Good Day Saints,
Solange has been and will always be one of my inspirations when it comes to music, life and love. Despite never having heard the sounds of Solo Star I knew she was just that. It was 2008-ish I was junior in college trying to find my way through my own self-proclaimed weirdness it was then when I started to steal music from the internet (sorry not sorry?) I remember ripping a few unreleased Beyonce songs (Kick Em Out, New Shoes) and they were just different, the elements of writing along with the underlining of aggression. I knew it was more to the story and that more was Solange. I secretly wish I could’ve heard her sing the songs herself. I learned she had helped Bey write a few more joints and I was intrigued. Then there was T.O.N.Y. and I knew that I decided that she was the one for me. Her lyrics were raw and uninhibited especially on This Bird where she harmonized “I’m not out here hoeing so just the shut the fuuuck up.” I was so in love with her creative sound that was obviously all her own. I would end up purchasing Sol-Angel and The Hadley St. Dreams and forcing others to listen and do the same. I knew her message went beyond what was heard on the radio. Lyrical content that covered teenage pregnancy, drug experimentation and other trials and tribulations that young folk like myself had experienced, Solange gained a loyal fan. Years would pass and I would hang on to Hadley and how it captivated my soul. Just as I graduated and moved on with life so did she, Continue reading “Grateful For A Seat at the Table”
I cannot think of a time more enjoyable than my recent trip to Puerto Rico. The original purpose of the vacation was to commemorate my partner’s 30th birthday. He had been to Puerto Rico before and raved about how great of a time he had. I was down for whatever he wanted to do so I indulged. Now seeing as though I am what you may consider the working poor (rich in spirit). It is always with great sacrifice when I take time off work and how it affects my income versus my bills. We’ve all been there convincing ourselves of what we can’t do because of what we have too. I sadly came to the conclusion that I have convinced myself long ago that I don’t earn enough money to take a vacation. It’s as if I don’t deserve to break free from the hustle and bustle of life. Thank God for boyfriends and birthdays because the island of Puerto Rico is simply beautiful from the ice blue waters to pearly white sand I was mesmerized. Continue reading “Importance of Vacation…”
Today we will witness yet another African American slain by an on duty police officer while the entire thing is caught on tape. What you are about to read next is just for black people: wake the fuck up, we are yet again being distracted at the expense of another innocent life. The wave pattern of behavior from police officer’s is no longer subtle. Things seem to be shaping up to send a message that we as African American’s should’ve gotten with Sandra Bland; that is that the Black life is disposable. We are missing multiple pieces of the solvable puzzle that is that we are to be eliminated as a people by any means necessary. The foundation that was built 40 years ago after numerous barriers were mercilessly broken has fallen miserably. Multiple gun shot wounds is what a man suffered after being acknowledged as a CD sale’s man outside of a bodega. The media will turn this as they see fit pulling out this man’s history as if it means something to his assassination. Yes, these are assassinations covered up by white faces and gold badges. Alton Sterling, 37 is another example of how America does not practice justice with police so there must be a shaking of the ground. It will continue to grow more and more common for blacks to be murdered by America’s protection in blue. We will not be able to control the flow of elimination as long as we are distracted by what they allow us to see and hear. The news on Alton Sterling and why (which is unimportant to me) he was shot outside a Baton Rouge convenience store last night. Until then please stay woke and remember the importance of unity and self preservation.
Wanted to celebrate the purple legend that is #Prince himself by sharing some of my favorite pics/vids to commemorate the icon that he is and will forever be
Favorite song: When We’re Dancing Close and Slow (SnapChat: VashonWade)
My #mood majority of the time…
His stage precense was simply euphoria..
And he was the #Prince of S H A D E
Sleep well and Happy Birthday 😈👑🎤🎉🎁🎈⛅️
Vashon Wade 2016