Thursday, February 15, 2007

Where The Diva Waters Flow - Part I

Where the Diva Waters Flow: Part 1

It’s amazing how quickly the present can turn into the past. You seem to be just going along doin’ what’cha do and you just turn around. Next thing you know a whole decade has gone by and the children you’re seeing running about the place don’t know nothin’ bout no Chaka Khan.

Once upon a time, there was this singer named Stephanie Mills, who was having a great career. She started on Broadway, starring as Dorothy in the Wiz. This forerunner of American Idol Fantasia had a voice, a body and a career. Later on she was able to purchase a face. Here she teams with Ron (currently a jailbird) Isley, Angela (nobody remembers her anymore) Winbush, another singing chile, and the incomparable Chaka Khan, to belt out a tribute to Gladys Knight. It don’t get better than this!

As a bonus, here's Gladys singing with Chaka and Etta James. You must excuse their outfits.

Wednesday, February 7, 2007

Smokey Robinson is Pissed!

Smokey Robinson has been seen recently fussing about the movie Dreamgirls. Personally, I wondered what took him so long. I expected that somebody in the Motown camp would get irked at some point. Frankly, I expected it to be one of Berry Gordy’s daughters, or perhaps one of his grandchildren. After all, the character most like Gordy in the movie is the villain of the piece. Vicious and cruel, he shows little concern for the well being of his artists. When I saw the play I didn’t associate the character of Curtis Taylor with Berry Gordy. Something different happened when I saw the movie.

I saw the original play on Broadway 3 times and I enjoyed it very much. I saw the movie and I enjoyed that experience as well. The play told a far more generic story about a girl group in the 60’s. It could have been any group really, these kinds of things happen all the time in show business. The director of the movie made the story far more Motown-like stealing bits and pieces of Motown trivia to move the story far closer to the Supremes than the original. There were many things, I will name 4. During the talent contests when the Dreamettes are announced, the announcer makes a mistake and calls them the Primettes, the original name of the group that became the Supremes. Martha Reeves of Martha Reeves and the Vandellas worked at Motown as a secretary until the opportunity to record came up, the same as the Dream who replaces Effie. The pictures of the Dreams album covers that hung in the offices of the record company are all rip offs of famous Supreme album covers. The converted record company in the movie is designed to mimic Motown’s famous Hitsville studios in Detroit, where the majority of the company’s 60’s hit records were recorded. Although Eddie Murphy’s character is James Brown-like in performance, it was Marvin Gaye who used to drop his trousers in performance and who struggle to make relevant music when Gordy wanted him to make pop ballads. Gaye won this battle and eventually made the landmark album “What’s Going On.”

The movie mirrors certain events in the Supremes history but gets all the facts wrong. Then it converts one of the most visionary men in black music and business history, since Motown was the largest black-owned business in the country for at least 10 years, into a cruel manipulator and a criminal. The man is still alive, and he has children and grandchildren as well. This not exactly respectful. Since people don’t know, or remember much about the original, the lie replaces the truth as many newspapers across the country misreported the story as being about the Supremes, calling Beyonce’s character Diana Ross-like (not), and Hudson’s character the Florence Ballard character. Again, wrong. Even Jennifer Hudson compares Effie’s story to Florence as if they are the same. Except Ballad was with the Supreme through the years when they were the most successful on the charts. Effie is kick-assed out before the Dreams have any success.

The events in the movie rip off the lives of living legends and weave a fantasy that’s a lot of fun, but disparages the characters of some of the people they are based on. How would you feel if someone stole your life, re-arranged the facts to fit their own goals, mimiced your style and hood and sold it to a national audience. I wouldn’t like it, so I get why Smokey is annoyed. He and Berry are great friends. I am surprised it took him so long. The movie is great fun. Hudson is a joy. We’ve never seen Murphy like this. STILL, I hope it inspires black folk to check out their history and go learn more about Motown. We are far too ready to toss the best of our past out with the trash. We can do better than that. AND we can get off on Jamie, Eddie, Jennifer, Beyonce, and Anika Noni Rose in a fun little film. Walk and chew gum children, walk and chew gum.

Read more of Smokey’s words here:

Listen to the NPR story here:

Friday, February 2, 2007

An Invitation - Clean Your Own Damn House

An Invitation. Clean Your Own Damn House.

I just came back from my best friend’s house where I enjoyed another episode of Greys Anatomy. That show, with that cast of beautiful people just tickles my fancy. I like them all and I definitely want the cast to remain the way it is, including Isaiah Washington, the newly crowned Scion of Satan.

Surely he must be source of all evil because anywhere you go on the net you see the gays branding him a violent, bigoted, hateful, and wicked, idiot, asshole. This shit is totally out of control. Am I losing my mind, or did this start as a loud and contentious disagreement between co-workers? Because, in the real world where I live, people say very mean hateful things to each other in the heat of an argument, only to have to recant them, after it’s over. Even the valiantly put-upon gay community can turn their tongues into switchblades in the heat of battle. But instead of being a little story about an on the set rigmarole, it’s been turned into this myth-sized tale where Peter Cottontail was wounded by the snarling vicious, wicked, bigot-dragon (Washington) for no reason at all. That’s just what bigot-dragons do. Patrick Dempsey, the other actor in the fight has been rendered impotent and invisible. It seems he said nothing, did nothing, except offer up his throat for a now legendary choking, and then walked away mute and testicle-free. How kind we’ve been to dear Patrick.

How did we get to this place where the black bigot-dragon savaged the white knight and the “lamb of Grey’s”, prompting the villagers to come forth with the torches and pitchforks to save kith and kin? And how did the white queen in the pretty form of Katherine Heigl come to be elevated to the status of heroine du jour? One need only pull back the wizard’s curtain to see the agitation of a scandal hungry media, and well, the racially distorted nature of America herself. After all, is it so unusual to see actions taken by black men demonized or actions taken by whites lionized?

As a black gay man I used to shun having white friends. This is because it takes many hours of painful conversation to genuinely excavate and build an even ground on which friendship can actually happen. Difficult frank conversation is need to pierce layer after layer of denial and guilt, only then to have to struggle to root out the racist indoctrination that we all have to undo. I’ve spent years rooting out my own internalized versions. Then, as things go, I’ve been sent a large group of white friends who have several sexual orientations. So I have been a veil remover for the past 8 years. I have found that no group is more hardheaded and recalcitrant than white gay males when it comes to dealing with race. In the rush to be down with the oppressed status, I have frequently found that they utterly refuse to examine their own racist assumptions, and are quite annoyed when I point them out. This is often difficult for me because it is hard to deal with neighbors who try and clean your house but won’t move their own mess.

All over the gay blogosphere, there has been this very angry response to a really minor incident, as if Washington proposed a constitutional amendment against gay marriage or something. In the comments on gay blogs, you see gay men playing the role of the villagers in a Frankenstein movie, viciously attacking Washington, and extending their wrath to Shonda Rhimes, the creator of Grey’s Anatomy for not acting in what’s been deemed a timely fashion to condemn the utterance of the word. Give me a break. Predictably, these same gay men cannot see the racist undertones in their behavior, getting quite offended if it’s brought up. BUT, if one asks where they’ve been, oh say on protests against ultra-offensive drag performer Shirley Q Liquor (who performs in demeaning stereotypes in black face to mostly white gay audiences across the country, see JasmyneCannick.com if you care to know more) or what they know about an episode of the Real World Denver that aired December 6, 2006, where a white gay man, referred to one of his cast mates as a nigger, during a drunken call to his lover after a difficult argument. While I know the Real World doesn’t have the same real world, earth-shattering importance of sudsy entertainment like Greys Anatomy, it still fascinates me that the angry villagers never even stop to question why they don’t know that it happened. What’s that about? If part of the gay blogosphere’s function is to police relationships between blacks and gays, how could a story about the white gay man calling the black man a nigger escape the notice of so many prying eyes? Could the fact that the participants in the ugly incident sat down and talked the next day and realized it was a mistake fueled by anger and alcohol and decided to forgive and forget? C’mon now, it made such a good story because 2 episodes later, the same nigga put himself in harms way to defend his gay housemate from 2 white homophobes looking to beat him up. What a great story, that went unnoticed and mostly unreported, on blogs like Defamer, Perez Hilton and Towleroad.

Here’s something I know. Like the men in the bar who wanted to beat up Davis, in that Real World episode, a true homophobe is usually unrepentant. They think they have the right to feel the way they feel, and do what they do. Washington isn’t one. I know this because I met the man, when he starred in a play written by a black gay man. He may be a hothead with anger issues, but I am not taking your word for it; that he’s a homophobe. Thanks to your overreaction, I am not sure that “the community” knows what one looks like. I think he lied about what he said, because he never intended to hurt Knight during that argument, and he regretted it then. I also know I shudder whenever I see a picture of a black person on a gay blog, before I read the headline. I know the economic gap between white gays and black gays is enormous and we live, work and play in separate, segregated communities, and I don’t see very much outrage coming from my white gay brethren. Seems they are too busy trying to burn the black dragon.

If you are interested in reading a story about the Real World Denver incident, read that last few paragraphs of the article here: or here:

If you are interested in reading a story about what how the Real World incident reflects some white gay bias, you can go here:

If you want to listen to an interesting discussion about slurs on NPR, go here: Are all slurs created equal?

If you want to learn about an ongoing protest against Shirley Q. Liquor and why she is so offensive, go here:

Dragon Image copyright of artist, Bob Eggleton