"Lean on Me": Lou Carlozo, rhythm guitar; Lucy Smith, vocals; Eric Zorn, lead guitar, Jeremy Manier, bass and Mary Schmich on the piano.
It may be fashionable to say that print media is dying, but one group that is dedicated to keeping the industry alive, and to helping the casualties along the way, is the Chicago Headline Club, which recently held a fundraiser at Rogers Park’s Heartland Cafe. The event was bursting with music and the roaring din of old friends, in the hopes of raising money to benefit unemployed journalists, going toward freelance costs and additional training.
“We’re following a tradition of journalists helping journalists,” says the Community Media Workshop’s Stephen Franklin, who organized the event.
This community isn’t one in which a journalist “leaves the profession and no one thinks about you,” Franklin says. The camaraderie amidst the dark-rimmed glasses and button-down shirts confirmed this. Read the rest of this entry »
Sources who attended Monday night’s meeting of the Sun-Times’ chapter of the newspaper guild say that, unsurprisingly, the union seems to have little information and even less power in the face of an impending cut of another seven percent in wages and benefits and rumors of outsourcing copy-editing to India. A strike against the on-life-support newspaper would likely kill the publication, leaving the union only with grievance-filing in its toolbox, and even that means little if the publication doesn’t survive. The Tribune, smelling blood, announced Tuesday that it was converting its newsstand product to a tabloid, in a move that seems to be a clear attempt at placing the dagger directly in the Sun-Times heart. Sun-Times staffers related details about Monday night’s convocation of union members of the editorial department, including writers, columnists, copyeditors, photographers, designers and some web workers. Union reps told members the proposed pay cuts would not save jobs and working fewer hours did not appear to be an option. The issue of severance arose, and a lawyer explained that fired copy editors would likely get severance, but if the company folds it’s not clear if employees would still receive that benefit. Members militated about alerting the general public about the threat of outsourcing, and picketing was discussed.
StreetWise, the general-interest paper offering sustainability to homeless and low-income vendors, is going glossy. “We have always wanted to improve the look and quality of our product,” says Ben Cook, StreetWise designer. StreetWise is a non-profit organization “designed to help severely impoverished men and women out of poverty.” Since its inception in 1992, it has employed more than 3,600 homeless men and women as vendors. By selling StreetWise each vendor is given an opportunity to learn business skills and ultimately net enough income to become self-sufficient. The former twelve-page, one-dollar paper issue yielded sixty-five cents in profit for the vendor. The sixteen-to-twenty-page glossy magazine style will allow the salesman to earn one dollar and twenty-five cents per copy. “Customers used to give a dollar and walk off without taking the paper, assuming that it wasn’t worth reading. Now we are hoping that the customer will be interested and will actually read the paper and increase our sales,” Cook says. The magazine’s throwing a launch party November 5, featuring Chicago saxman Ray Silkman, at CloseUp2 Jazz Club, 6pm-11pm.
RAW TV on Chicago’s WFLD (FOX) brings an engaging medley of programming to late-night Friday TV (at 1am). Chicago’s own Seandale, of WPWX-FM (Power 92), boasts an eclectic and impressive entertainment background and strives to make RAW TV a local variety act, while also swanking big names, such as this week’s Twista and Mikkey. More than just a hip-hop review, Seandale and his “Diva Squad” offer a variety of entertainment, including comedy sketches, local-artist performances and interviews, on-the-street skits, “Good ‘N Ghetto” cooking demonstrations and Peanut the “Ghetto” Psychic.
While West Side resident Seandale aims to entertain, he also aspires to offer something fresh. “I want to show love to local artists on a mainstream level so they can get exposure and build their resumes.” Another segment dubbed “Doing good in the ‘hood” exposes philanthropic opportunities in the city. “I want to come out bigger than anything out there.”
Mike David advises everyone to listen to four episodes of his Internet radio show before making a judgment, since “Most people hate the show upon first listen.” At times resembling a low-budget version of “The Howard Stern Show,” “Red Bar Radio” consists mostly of David and his co-host of the day mocking public figures, callers and each other, a formula that has won them consistent placement in Podcast Alley’s list of the top-ten most popular podcasts. Read the rest of this entry »
By Tim Hunt
I’m huddled next to the stage of the Holiday Star in Merrillville, Indiana. My camera’s slung around my neck as I try not to fall asleep from boredom while waiting for my little sister to walk across the stage and receive her diploma. Listening to a bunch of high school kids give speeches on their accomplishments and the promise the future holds, I laugh, thinking about my newly acquired college diploma and my lack of a job. Photojournalism? Who am I trying to be? Peter Parker? Why does the profession I love have to be one of the most difficult to get into?
My sister nervously walks across the stage and with my job done I sneak outside to my car to have a cigarette. I turn on the radio to listen to the news about the final Democratic primary. I hear the results and smile. At this point I don’t even care what kind of president Barack Obama could be. I’m just happy to know my portfolio just a got a little more interesting.
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“Vanna’s a babe,” says a male reporter as the 51-year-old Vanna White teasingly walks past a room full of photographers and print journalists, as the long-running “Wheel of Fortune” is filming at Navy Pier. When Vanna enters and flashes her flawless white teeth—a perfect contrast to her tan and barely wrinkled face—the press assails the bubbly co-host with a flurry of hard-hitters: Read the rest of this entry »
“I will play. I will lose,” Lucas Shelton says. He peers over the rim of his glasses at a Trivial Pursuit board. “But I will learn a lot.” It’s Thursday night, and Shelton sits with a raucous group from Chicagoist.com (“Simmer down, Chicagoists!” shouts the waitress). They gather in the candlelit back room of Sheffield’s for a Trivial Pursuit smack-down. It’s a Herculean match that snowballed online, culminating in the brave dismissal of their screen names and treasured anonymity. At long last, they are meeting face to face.
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If you’re a true TV-loving Chicagoan, you are sure to have seen the city’s most popular cable-access show, “Chic-A-Go-Go,” a “Soul-Train”-meets-“Sesame Street” dance show where everyone from toddlers to grandparents to popular local musicians can let go and cut loose to a cornucopia of musical styles as diverse as their target audience. “There’s something wholesome about fun even if it’s weird,” says producer Jake Austen about the show’s quirky content. With no aspirations of commercial success and after more than ten years of airing on Chicago’s Channel 19, producers are taking the eccentric show a step further with “Chic-A-Go-Go—The Movie,” featuring hosts Miss Mia, her puppet sidekick Ratso and, of course, the dancers. Although the show is often misunderstood by viewers, Austen and the rest of the participants in the film are just artists with a genuine mission to make art that is innocent, light and fun for everyone. “Even though this is a ridiculous and absurd sort of TV show it’s also a chance to do something slightly experimental,” says Austen. The debut screening of the film is Sunday at the Portage Theater.
A taxi screeches to a halt on Clark Street in front of Goose Island Wrigleyville, where a patient crowd of teenagers and twentysomethings are lined up. Out steps a gentlemen in his early twenties who wears faded jeans, Armani sunglasses and what appears to be Derek Zoolander’s “blue steel” pose. The sad reality is that he is strutting towards the line to audition for the twenty-first season of MTV’s “The Real World,” and he probably has a decent chance at making the cut.
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