Browsing through the new pictorial history book, LGBT Baltimore, just released on August 17, you will see a float from a 1990 Pride parade. You will notice a black-and-white shot of the Names Project AIDS Memorial Quilt on display at the Baltimore Museum of Art in 1988. And there is a color photo of Harvey Schwartz, the Community Center’s first executive director and a founder of the Center’s Chase Street building, sitting behind his desk on the phone. These and 150 other images are contained in this chronicle of LGBT history in Baltimore spanning five decades.
Everyone wants to be Avicii. Even established dance artists such as David Guetta and Calvin Harris. Unfortunately, both Guetta and Harris’s new albums come up short when compared to the incredible success of Avicii’s True disc, or Disclosure’s Settle, for that matter. Of the two, it’s French DJ Guetta who catches our ear with Listen (Atlantic / Parlophone), while Harris doesn’t move us with Motion.
With all the reboots, remakes and re-imaginings hitting cinema screens nowadays, it’s nice to see someone take a look at a TV show that had its heyday at the end of the Swinging Sixties, The Man From U.N.C.L.E., serving up not only a spinoff (The Girl From U.N.C.L.E.) but several feature films (actually TV episodes with newly filmed footage to add more sex and violence) and a TV movie reunion in 1985.
If there’s one thing you can say about Into the Woods, the Tony Award winning musical whose score and lyrics were brought into the world by the genius of Stephen Sondheim and the book by James Lapine, is that the production playing at Toby’s the Dinner Theatre of Columbia was perfectly cast. With every one of the show’s 22 characters popping up at a frenetic pace throughout the musical donned in dazzling old-time costumes by Eleanor Dicks, it is clear that there is no one better who could have performed each of the roles.
Architectural Digest is mocking me. August is their color issue. And for someone with a color deficiency, this issue is both friend and nemesis.
The beauty of this issue is that it showcases exquisitely planned interiors with color that not only pops, but is in perfect harmony with its surroundings. The bad thing about this issue is that it reveals one of my shortcomings: I can’t pick a decent color to save my life. First, there was the dining room in my old house that I painted a blue so royal that it could have been a playroom on a Disney Cruise. Now there is my current trying-to-find-a-neutral-gray-one-wasted-gallon-of-paint-at-a-time debacle. Even my hair color never turns out the way it looks on the box.
Meet Me Halfway (University of Wisconsin Press, 2015), the fiction debut by Jennifer Morales is subtitled “Milwaukee Stories.” Because of that, Milwaukee is as much a character in the book as high school students Johnquell and Taquan, Johnquell’s mother Gloria and his aunt Bee-Bee, elderly Frances and Mrs. Czernicki, dedicated teacher Mrs. Charles, or any of the people who populate Morales’ stories. Most of the stories are set in present-day Milwaukee, although “Prelude to a Revolution” takes us back to the late 1960s, setting the tone for the racially divided city of today. I spoke with Jennifer in April 2014 before she embarked on a book tour for Meet Me Halfway.
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