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Enough About Harvey

Confession: I am sick of hearing about Harvey Weinstein. It’s not that I support the perpetual harassment and objectification of women, it’s just that the selective focus of the whole situation makes me want to scream. Why Harvey? Why now? After all, our...

#MeToo, of course

I’ve been telling myself over the last few days that I need to write a blog. As the Harvey Weinstein sexual harassment/assault/rape scandal appears to rock Los Angeles, as well as (perhaps) the rest of the United States, and woman after woman steps forward to...

Taylor Swift as Unruly Woman

I’m not a “Swiftie.” There is an occasional Taylor Swift song that I won’t move past if it’s on the radio, but I was hardly inconvenienced by the absence of her music on Spotify. That said, I feel compelled to speak up in defense of...

Where’s the Music?

Where are our protest songs? I recently watched the film London Town, a coming-of-age drama set in 1970s London and directed by Derrick Borte. It reminded me of what music could do, of what music is supposed to do. In the film, Shay Baker (Daniel Huttlestone), is a...