The wealth and breadth of Native talent found in New York City is both endless and ever changing. Painters, weavers, storytellers, actors, writers of poetry, essays, novels; dancers, singers, sculptors, musicians... From the traditional drum to the bass drum, an honor song to a hip hop song, from a 49 to Ulali; from danza mexica to a smoke dance to a break dance... Each generation sends its artists to this capital of our diaspora, some fed well from our collective pasts and hungry for our collective futures, others bloated from colonial culture and starved and scrounging for the comfort a grandmother's song may bring.... click here for more ...

New Indigenous Voices of Australia, a staged reading series of new plays by Australian Aboriginal playwrights, began from the desire to develop a theatrical dialogue between the indigenous peoples of Australia and the Americas and expose American audiences to the high quality and rich diversity of contemporary Australian Aboriginal theatre. The producers of this project in New York: Australian Aboriginal Theatre Initiative, Immigrants’ Theatre Project, and in Australia: Playbox Theatre and Ilbijerri Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Theatre Cooperative, believe that theatre is the most profound medium for presenting individual stories within a social and political context, in this case examining the themes raised in the Aboriginal plays and their relationship to the indigenous peoples of the Americas... click here here for more ...

We city dwellers exit the N train cavern | Canal St. catfish searchin | For barbecue between rains | Beneath the city’s six or seven stars. | Revelry with Bud’s champagne | We have flowers and| Charcoal brickets to glow. | By Chinatown’s fish market | Hip hoppin to a siren’s wail | Cabbie choir join cops don’t drop the beat| Harmony comin from a jail | Heavy motorcycles playin bass bassoons | Heavy Mack trucks on trumpets | Blowin by Chinatown’s fish market... click here for more ...

Alone | Amalthea |Poetry by Robert Fisher

Something happened in a bar once | The sweetest voice caressed me with a, ‘hello’ | I never faced her and was uncertain if this word | Belonged to me as amnesia began to embrace my mind | A glace of her hand was laser guided with every intention | Of remembering this moment | Her drink was honey colored | And her perfume was flirting with the scent of flowers and orgasms | She brushed my hand while reaching for a napkin | Which left me with the impression of being fondled | By a tear of God where the loudest silence spoke everything... click here for more ...

Scratcher | Music Review by Joe Jeffers

This CD grew on me with a few listens. What I like most about this CD is the diversity of styles in the mix and the smooth transition from one song into the next. From the lighthearted sound of Audrey Kellar's vocals on Amsterdamned, to Patrick's dark funky, electro "Dominatrix" remix of Britta, the CD flows like an expert DJ set. Patrick Tafoya's (Dine) experience as a DJ is certainly apparent here... click here for more ...

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