The nineteenth anniversary of the slaying of Christopher “The Notorious B.I.G.” Wallace led me to reflect on my relationship with the genre that has lionized him in death:
Gettin’ Grown: A Retrospect on My Hip-Hop Fandom
Eclectic Exile
The nineteenth anniversary of the slaying of Christopher “The Notorious B.I.G.” Wallace led me to reflect on my relationship with the genre that has lionized him in death:
In love with you skipping the pedophile song! Yes! Now, I must be honest. I have this strange obsession with doing yoga while listening to the beat of infectious trap music. I know it’s lyrics are misogynistic, degrading, shameful, wretched, destructive to the intellect… Working on finding instrumental versions, and it’s a challenge. I’m a work in progress.
I love to read, too. Enjoyed this post!