June 18, 2013

Steven Ivory: Date with Death

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*The best place for a man to meet a woman is where a woman doesn’t expect to meet a man.  This way, her guard is down.  She’s at ease.  He’s got a chance. That was the gospel according to Delroy.   In  the bleachers of Los Angeles City College’s empty football stadium, we’d have a puff [...]




Steven Ivory: White Water

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*In 1965, when  I was nine,  my family made  our  semi-annual summer pilgrimage from Oklahoma City to tiny Winnfield, Louisiana  to visit  Daddy’s side of the family. Little more than three miles long, Winnfield made  Oklahoma City feel like Manhattan.   It was in Winnfield that I first  saw on the doors of various businesses and [...]




Steven Ivory: Farewell, Stairstep Clarence Burke, Jr.

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*To the uninitiated,  coming across reports of the May 26 death of Clarence Burke, Jr.  meant  reading about the passing of yet another old school entertainer whose name you didn’t know. However, to fans, Burke’s death marks the end of a fading, unremitting dream we’ve selfishly held onto for decades regarding one of  pop/R&B’s most [...]




Steven Ivory: Five Days in Tornado Alley

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*“Stevie, we havin’ a tornado.” We were only about forty minutes into my great nephew Josh’s Northeast Academy Sunday afternoon  Baccalaureate ceremony at  Oklahoma City’s  Greater Mount Olive Baptist church, when my sister Barbara,  sitting next to me, whispered this.  As proof, she presented  me the  National Weather Service-issued communiqué  on her smart phone. “But [...]




Steven Ivory: The Objectification of Women. Still

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*There’s currently a Geico Insurance commercial  running in which a man loses his wife to a pig–the animal whisks her away on the back of his jet ski, no less–because the pig has better insurance.  You would think it’d take more than insurance to lure a woman into the arms of a pig. Yes, I [...]




Steven Ivory: Daer Mr Please Kinde Sir.

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*I’m rich.  I mean, loaded. What I’ve amassed over the last decade or so goes into the many millions.  Perhaps  even billions; hell, I’ve lost count. You know what they say-–once you get past the first 200 mil or so,  it all becomes a blur. Problem is, all my cash is trapped in an international [...]




Steven Ivory: The Uncanny Power of the Starched Shirt

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*I was walking through a parking lot in downtown Los Angeles one afternoon,  when the tan, fit, well-dressed forty-something blond man coming my way issued a greeting, accompanied by a pregnant gaze that suggested he wanted to say more.  Once he got just past me, he did. “Hey,” he said, pausing and swinging around.  “Here.” [...]




Steven Ivory: The Muslim Thing

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*I’ve figured out at least one reason many people have this thing about Muslims: they don’t know any. To an astounding number of people  who have chosen  different  paths of faith,  Muslims and Islam are these  mysterious anomalies to which most have been introduced largely through acts of international terrorism by  misguided  extremists with a [...]




Steven Ivory: Chaka Khan: An Icon turns 60

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*Quincy Jones was growing concerned. It wasn’t easy to see, but I could tell. Sitting in a wheeled swivel chair behind the control board at Hollywood’s Cherokee Studio late one Sunday evening in 1978,  with Bruce Swedien, his loyal engineer at his side, Jones wasn’t as talkative as he had been a couple hours earlier. [...]




Steven Ivory: When Things Begin to Change

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*“Brother, I just saw Yogi.  And this time, it was me.” Having known Carl for more than 20 years, I recognize his different tones.  Even through  the annoying cell  connection from his car, I sensed  distress. “What do you mean, it was you?” I asked. “When?  How?” “I had breakfast and was going through the [...]




Steven Ivory: What’s in a (Nick) Name?

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*The email said we’d spent time together as kids in the same Oklahoma City neighborhood. He did seem  to know all the ways my friends and I whiled away our enchanting childhood summers:  riding our Stingray bikes in the blistering midday sun, despite  Mama’s advice to the contrary;  spending spectacular  mornings in the swimming pool at [...]




Steven Ivory: Customer Service Comes From Within

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*The young lady at the CVS store had the misfortune of being the only employee behind a register   early that morning. Seven customers in line with no one to take up the slack appeared to make her anxious. “You can check yourself out over there [at the automated scanner] if you like,”  she announced to [...]




Steven Ivory: The Spinners’ Bobby Smith Gone

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*Beyonce?  Justin Timberlake?  For me,  the breaking music news—HEARTbreaking—is that Bobby Smith passed. For the uninformed,  Smith (also known as Bobbie),  who  died March 16th  in Orlando, Florida at age 76 after succumbing to complications from lung cancer, was lead singer of vocal group, the  Spinners. If you live on this planet, you’ve heard some [...]




Steven Ivory: Blood

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*The voice in Nathan’s earpiece threatened to tear a hole in his heart bigger than the one he was standing in at Sixth and Western Avenue. Carla’s voice always could stir a myriad of emotions in the rugged, 6’3 hunk of a man. This time it conjured urgency.  Dismay.  Usually full of spunky spirit and [...]




Steven Ivory: This Era of Lousy Black Music

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*I’m convinced: losing two Temptations and a Miracle within a two week period is a sign from God. What else could the days-apart passing of former Temptations  Damon Harris and Richard Street, and Bobby Rogers, a founding member of Smokey Robinson and the Miracles–three members of two of the most influential Motown vocal groups of all time—mean?  That’s [...]