By LIMUS WOODS I was a teenager during the 1990’s and, like so many people my age who are fans of the Hip-Hop and R&B of that era, I grew up listening to R. Kelly. It’s hard to decide whether or not I’m supposed to play his music now, because

His ex-wife put it best when she said that R. Kelly can go straight to hell. It now looks as if authorities in Georgia are on a path to help him get there, but that won’t relieve the sense of guilt plaguing the music industry and an entire generation of

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

Now, usually I don’t this, but uh, I’m gonna head on and break ’em off with a little taste of what my Friday night is going to be like. I won’t be up at the club with some other bitches, sittin’ in VIP, smokin’ and drinkin’ and kickin’ it. Will

I’m sick of reading articles with variations on the “10 under $10” theme. When you’re broke (read: down to your last $10), people shouldn’t be telling you to use it for “great deals on rape whistles” or “cute beach finds.” I propose a more useful approach. Here’s how NOT to

We here at Broke-Ass Stuart remember a kinder, gentler, funkier time when there was an entire network devoted to playing awesome new music videos. Men named Pinfield and women named Idalis would introduce block after block of original music videos from various genres interspersed with interviews with musicians and video

We here at Broke-Ass Stuart remember a kinder, gentler, funkier time when there was an entire network devoted to playing awesome new music videos. Men named Pinfield and women named Idalis would introduce block after block of original music videos from various genres interspersed with interviews with musicians and video