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Ignorant of the ways of publicity and chance alike, I’m unsure how these things happen but HiLoBrow.com has just been named by Time magazine’s Best Blogs of the Year . I could make up some things but not that! We’ve been meaning to catch up with WWIB’s  recently elusive publisher, Brian Berger, who doesn’t answer the phone, […]

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IN MEMORY OF FREDERICK DOUGLASS A meeting to honor the memory of Frederick Douglass was held last night in the Concord Baptist Church of Christ on Duffield street. Among the speakers was the Rev. Hiram Hutchins, whose 85 years, it is said, make him the oldest living abolitionist. Others who addressed the meeting included the […]

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I first saw Mr. Lincoln in the early summer of 1863. I had a special object in seeing him at that time. I had been engaged in raising two regiments of colored men in Massachussetts, the Fifty-fourth and Fifty-fifth. Two of my sons were in those regiments. Jefferson Davis had taken notice of these colored […]

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Three things about Empire Boulevard (there are more)*: First, what’s beef? In 1989, graffiti writer JA wilding on SONI’s house as recounted in Jim Dwyer’s excellent book Subway Lives (1991): JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA JA. And so on. This really happened and it didn’t end […]

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Sometimes Hoover’s floating animosity tended to attach itself to one of his victims. Increasingly alarmed that Eleanor Roosevelt’s concern for the Negro was likely to churn up social disorder, Hoover tiptoed into the subject with FDR. “The president says the old bitch is going through the change of life and we’ll just have to put […]

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Wanna meet the Chef? The good folks at Basement Mix records, 329 Crescent Street in East New York, are hosting hip-hop’s man of the hour today from 4 to 6 pm. Be there, especially if you know the neighborhood as City Line (which it also is)  and hell, make Raekown American music’s man of the […]

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Flash! Flowers. Candles. Bikinis. Thongs. Glitter. Poetry. The WWIB West Indian Day Parade float has them all and more— especially spondees, candles and flash. A funny thing happened on the way to botanica row on Rutland Road yesterday. DJ Coconutter stopped in for a drink at the Keg Lounge on East New York Avenue and […]

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Deep in feverish preparation on the WWIB float which will soon be rolling up Rockaway Parkway and onto Eastern Parkway (with music by DJ Coconutter), so this is just quick. However, if like me ya’ll find yourselves fiending for sustenance and are somewhere near 1222 Nostrand in Flatbush, let me recommend SAR Restaurant, a Guyanese […]

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You folks that think it is easy to find something fresh to quarrel with every week ought to run this column for a couple of years. I druther  wash dishes. What am I to find fault with this Sunday, for instance? Vittles? Mine don’t quarrel with me so why should I quarrel with them? Politics? […]

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And if ya’ll don’t believe me, here’s the proof— 100% Playground, accept no imitations, although if ya’ll are going to make a food run to Avenue L in between games of handball, please bring back some tasso,  a plate of grillot, a little fritaille, a half order of lambi if they’re cool with that, two […]

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