British rapper Stormzy took over the Market Hotel over the weekend, packing the place to the brim. Nasty Nigel and Nick Catchdubs opened for the grime artist.
Martin Luther King told of his growing nightmares and his enduring dreams in the rolling, hypnotic cadences of the rural preacher. But it was the humane, incorruptible mystique of the man that won the crowd, his crescendo phrases winning affirmations of “amen” and “Say it, brother” again and again.
After a decades-long fight that pitted a multicultural community center against for-profit dorms, a court ruling has put the long-vacant building back into play
