You left us on a cold Sunday morning. More than just the cold in our bones or the pain in our souls. The weather was just terrible, and rightfully so. It rained that entire day. Shifting from misty to streams of constant rain. I know in my heart that that was you crying. Lamenting over all that you have left behind and all you didn’t get to do.
People who claim to be “counter-culture” trailblazers, who vie to a mostly black consumer base, and then turn around and push agendas that does nothing to support Black people are very dangerous.
The song has had me thinking…
How do I Motiv8?
Am I motivating those around me?
What motivates me?
These are questions I wrestled with long before hearing this amazing song, but it’s funny how a seemingly whimsical track can reignite such powerful thoughts.
How do you Motiv8?
Last week I presented at the third quarterly for NYC Men Teach on the Pedagogy of Black Girl Magic, a workshop created by Khalilah and I.
I totally get where they are coming from. What I see in her is a humanity that Black actresses aren’t normally allowed to portray. Women who may have flaws but at the same time are in constant progression and development. I definitely want to see strong Black female characters on shows, but I don’t want the portrayal of that strength to be devoid of their humanity, stripped of their right to be diverse, complex and flawed.
I made a post on Instagram a few weeks back after hearing Chris Rock on his new Netflix special Tambourine, where he said, “only children and women are loved unconditionally; but men are loved based off of what they can provide.” At the time, more than being funny the line felt true and so considered it fair game to repost. That is until I actually wrapped my brain around the saying and started to unpack it that I realized, what he said was complete and utter BS.
It’s refreshing to hear music that is intentionally moving away from some of this contemporary trash we have to deal with. Don’t get me wrong I be loving certain songs when they add to my overall vibe, but I acknowledge the lack of substance in a lot of the records. And while I’m not saying that I only want to listen to this conscious type of rap, I am saying that I appreciate the way in which this can impact our kids.
Currently, I have been questioning the flip in messaging in our music from drug dealer to drug user. In the golden age of hip hop they rapped about selling drugs, and now the music is filled with messages about drug abuse and addiction; young kids and rappers popping molly and percocet pills, drinking Promethazine aka lean, and experimenting with other drugs.