It has been so long since I’ve been inspired to write a full blog post. So much has gone on this year and there’s so much I could have written about, but I managed to keep it to truncated Facebook posts and brief Twitter rants. But the one thing that has a way of inspiring my writing is Black excellence in art. Last night The Wiz Live aired and this morning I have so much to say about it.
The reprise of the 1975 musical play (and 1978 motion picture) did not disappoint. The cast was perfect. The dancing was dope and the music gave me chills. With powerhouse vocals from Amber Riley leading the way, we received 3 hours of straight up beautiful art. And with its (almost) all-Black cast, it was a cultural experience worth letting my kids stay up 3 hours past their bedtime to enjoy. Continue reading “What The Wiz Taught My Children”
So, I know I’m super late, but I am currently obsessed with the song All About That Bass by Meghan Trainor. Why? Well, for one I like the little doo-wop type beat that makes me want to go to a sock hop followed by a trip to the malt shop. But also because these are the lyrics:
“Yeah, it’s pretty clear, I ain’t no size two
But I can shake it, shake it
Like I’m supposed to do
‘Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places…..
Yeah, my mama she told me don’t worry about your size
She says, ‘Boys like a little more booty to hold at night.’
You know I won’t be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
So if that’s what you’re into then go ahead and move along…….
I’m bringing booty back
Go ahead and tell them skinny bitches that
No I’m just playing. I know you think you’re fat
But I’m here to tell ya
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top” Continue reading “Why I Feel Bad For White Women”