According to scholars, one in four cowboys in Texas during the golden age of westward expansion was black; many others were Mexican, mestizo, or Native American—a far more diverse group than Hollywood stereotypes would suggest.
The photos in an exciting new exhibit, “Black Cowboy,” at the Studio Museum in Harlem, suggest that that many common conceptions of what an iconic American looks like are wrong. Read more about the exhibit, and see more photos here.
This week The
Village Voice announced that it will be ending its print edition after more
than six decades on the streets of New York City. In that time, it published
plenty of iconic columns and flashy covers, but to simply commemorate the format,
we’re looking at a mostly blank mock-up for the paper’s first issue, published
October 26, 1955.
If anyone feels the need to come in and, let’s
say, browse the show listings from 1975, just let us know. That’s what we’re here for.
The Village Voice [mock-up]. October 26, 1955. New-York Historical Society.
Obie Awards host and Orange is the New Black star Lea DeLaria will be answering your questions TOMORROW Thursday, May 19th at 6:30PM ET / 3:30PM PT. The 61st annual Obie Awards presented by the Village Voice and the American Theatre Wing celebrates the best of what downtown theatre has to offer in the party of the year at Webster Hall. Want to know more about the Big-Boo-playing, David-Bowie-loving, off-Broadway-performing, stand-up-extraordinaire LEA DELARIA? Drop us a line at http://theamericantheatrewing.tumblr.com/ask or check out Lea’s answers at http://theamericantheatrewing.tumblr.com/tagged/answertime
Editor’s note: There are far fewer fingertips smudged and squeaky with newsprint ink today than there were even an armful of years ago. Now, there are soon to be tens of thousands a week less, as The Village Voice ends an epoch, removing newsstands that for 62 years contained the lean and mien of an unparalleled city. (It has to be said that oftentimes, in my experience, those stands were as likely to be filled with bottles of urine as they were papers, though I only got there after the door was free to open.)
The Voice had most — all, it can seem — of the world’s best music writers pass through its pages. Below you’ll find a lot of words by some of those writers, whose work collectively smudged millions, people who remember reflexively the importance of a sentence’s contour, a well-placed swear and a well-executed takedown. It’s easy to say nobody cares any more — about music, about writing, about anything… but reading the stories below, that seems pretty impossible to believe.