Ah, Fat! by Manuel Gonzales
Toni Morrison hit the literary world in 1971 with the publication of The Bluest Eye. From then on, she has dealt with a particular African American experience in seven novels. But what is most striking about her novels and her expression of the African American experience is the relative absence of whites.

Altamont Now by Sandra Beckmeier
This statement may seem flat, but Altamont Now is a play that will get you to think.

In the L.A. Downtown Arts Scene You Pay...to Play? by Allyson Lipkin
This exciting capitalist idea was obviously conceived by some higher-up: a corporate superexec or maybe a sleazy club hound. Fascinating as it was, I had to call the Viper Room and inquire about it. They of course did not return my phone call.

Inkululeko by Harold McMillan
Listening to this first effort from Caroline Lyon and crew is one of the most enjoyable in-home musical experiences that I have had lately.

Java, Guilt and Elitism: Curiosity in the First Draft of an Examination of Coffeehouse Aesthetic by Maria Rios
My reaction against coffehouse walls is beyond most people I know.

Medicine by Sandra Beckmeier
The project could be thought of as a minimalist and impressionist portrait of Amada Cardenas, known for loving people unconditionally, in the remote area of South Texas.

The Soul of Tunji by Paul Klemperer
Tunji's members should not be lumped with other overnight sensations; they have been paying their dues for some time.

Up All Night by Harold McMillan
My cousin Daniel is thinking about moving to Austin. My conversations with him will in some ways parallel issues brought up in another conversation I had several years ago when one of my artist friends was packing her bags to get the hell out of here.

Verities by Sandra Beckmeier
I'm surprised, it seems that most people don't know where to look for Austin's soul. But it's all around.

Words for the People, By the People by Paul Klemperer
Those of you who followed the recent Poetry Slam Nationals held here in our noble little city may still be, as I am, a bit groggy from ingesting so much spoken word.