Author Archives: Julianne

My feature on Crunk & B is up at Urge. If you have no PC to attend the Urge party, but would still like to read it, click here. If you would like to see the accompanying playlist, click here.

Notes from hometown visit: In the past two years, the Cheyenne city council and land conservation department have built a miles-long “greenway”: a concrete sidewalk vivisecting a stretch of tumbleweeds, several cottonwood trees, and a long, cattailed marsh. The path … Continue reading →

Today: my interview w/Xtina Aguilera is up on La Horca. And my long-labored Crunk & B feature is up on Urge, which I shall reprint here in like a hour for those who do not have PCs (everyone I know … Continue reading →

Yesterday, on our lunch break, Chris Ryan dragged me out onto the heart of Times Square. “I want to show you something.” We crossed the street, past the deli, past the Army Recruiter, past the Sephora, and stopped in front … Continue reading →

i’m back, intact, and scorching like global warming. finna interview CASSIE aka “I think I bought a tube top from you” — also reading miranda jane’s bl’entry on what the bastards did to b-girl. includes many temperature-appropriate freeze photos.

Lebanese student Nouhad Moawad, interning in America, relays reports from her friend back home: Lebanese people are suffering from hunger, from thirst, from terror . . . In seven days 220 persons have been killed, only three of them are … Continue reading →

from the space, bindle’s reaction to GW bush’s pukealicious NAACP speech. speaking of myspace, heard “myspace jump-off” on hot 97 the other morning, miss info’s show. nerdalicious. excuse the terse nature of recent posts, i’m hella busy, and mentally preparing … Continue reading →

Here is the letter Code Pink sent me today. I emailed Ambassador Bolton and Kofi Annan and it took me about two minutes. Please do the same. They recommend you read an article by Nader condeming Bush but I find … Continue reading →

Smart Tara Henley at XXL writes a concise, right-on post about the problems with Ben McGrath’s Hot 97 piece in the New Yorker, and I will say it again: Sasha has proven you can write about hip-hop for the New … Continue reading →

oh robin rosenberg, your sentences as transcendant as your granola. you have to trust the cooking of a woman who notices nuance such as this: Donut Man then offered us some fresh donuts, still warm, Krispy Kreme style. Let me … Continue reading →