THE BOHEMIAN
While many baked bread or became plant parents the rebel in me had to take it a step further. But how? In July, during my daily social media scroll I got my answer. Any event you attend nowadays comes with the risk of catching the modern-day plague so in true extremist fashion I choose to attend my first sex party: the prolific Mistress Marley’s Black and Kinky play party to be exact.
Let’s say goodbye to winter with another short piece of fiction from Nathaniel J. Ryan.
Please hear me when I say that, as a Black animation fan, I wanted to love Pixar’s Soul with every fiber of my being. I mean that. I saw that single photo of the barbershop and knew that if only one good thing came out of 2020 it was going to be Soul. Was it? Nah, but that’s not why we’re here.
For those that don’t know, The Bohemian Monthly was once a print magazine started by some Johns Hopkins’ graduates tying to say something about a world that we were just thrown into. I would tell you the story, but I think our founders could tell it better than I ever could.
Nothing brings us more pleasure here at the Bohemian than to showcase the ideas and art of our loved ones and friends and it is our pleasure to present you a short story “Love” from one of our Bodymore family, Nathaniel J. Ryan.
We had the honor of entertaining 250 attendees at our first Virtual Juneteenth Festival - WOW! We can’t voice enough appreciation for your presence at the fete commemorating our history.
A soundtrack to dismantle the police state to courtesy of our sister Cristal Espejo.
Over the last year and a half I’ve been making a good faith effort to seek out a good therapist. Even before the pandemic my anxiety had reached heights where I was worrying myself and some people that cared about me. I have been blessed with many gifts in my life but the patience for understanding bureaucracy is not one of them.
Inspired by Ashely Mondesire aka “Big Lil Sis Ash”
Buddhism often discusses suffering and how it permeates all parts of our lives. Our continued desire for more and for permanence causes us pain that we can too easily linger in if we are not aware of the destructive and insidiously seductive nature of negativity. However inherent suffering can be to life, acknowledging its presence does not mean we have to allow ourselves to succumb to it.
Phones, tablets and laptops are the skeleton keys to our world. Think about it, when’s the last time you didn’t reach for your phone or laptop for longer than twenty minutes. Before these uncharted times of social distancing how much of your time didn’t involve a blue glare reflecting back at you?
My love for Thundercat aka Steve Bruner’s funky, irreverent, virtuoso bassist, singer, and songwriter has been almost a decade in the making now since his first album, 2011’s Golden Age of the Apocalypse a bright and cheerful, soul-funk-jazz album that sounded like nothing else at the time just resonated with me.
Not nearly enough has changed in terms of the complexity of roles written for black actors onstage. While I feel our representation is frequently discussed in film and media, the conversation about black theatre is treated like the stepchild who needs braces. Theatre has long been viewed as a white space, but it is the job of black and brown writers to change the narrative.
Another chapter in the mystical life of Sam Hart.
TV loves beautiful people and High Fidelity is no exception. I watched episode after episode, despite many cringey moments, for the drama and the aesthetics, baby!
Anime is enjoying a surge in popularity right now. With a dynamic ecosystem of streaming services and dozens of Netflix original series, it’s easier than ever to experience the best of the art form.
Will we accept what it is that we choose to believe as fact or refuse to stay dormant in the search for understanding and knowledge? One alternative is venture out and follow the March hare into a metaphysical wonderland that is Numerology.
A Baltimore-heavy playlist somewhere between club, experimental r&b, and indie house music. Inspired by BodyMore (2018). Produced by Shannon Joy Shird and Kafiya Ismail!!!!
Behold a rebirth and witness the rise of the resident shaman of the House of Ease: Pastor Prosecco.
We’ve all been cooped up in the house for far too long so we here at the House of Ease wanted to bring you some soothing jams to help you pass the days.
In 2015 House of Ease’s own Darren Mallett aka Pastor Prosecco went to his ancestral home of Trinidad for a life-changing Carnival experience.
I’ve lived in New York long enough to know that everyone doesn’t have the same reverence for Dwayne Carter that I do. Everybody hasn’t seen a club erupt from the first four chords of his rendition of “Sky’s the Limit,” but yes, America, from 2005-2008, Lil Wayne was the greatest rapper alive, and he has never fallen out of the top tier.
As much as the 2010s birthed black excellence (both in terms of the volume and quality of black art produced in this decade as well as the actual phrase “black excellence”) it was also a decade marred by black death.
HBO’s Watchmen vexes me so much because it's apparently about Black people and I can’t help but wonder: why?