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These days I've been enjoying the stylings of Erykah Badu, Bootsy Collins, and Janelle Monae. It enjoy their songs because they appeal to my desire to embody a state of consciousness that transcends the tragedies that my eyes perceive. No, I'm not talking about getting high. I'm talking about a reprieve from the supposed pathologies of Blackness…
I was just speaking to a friend yesterday about Janelle and Erykah, and their approach to the futuristic in their albums.