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"Say You Love Me" by Jessie Ware

Something magical and poetic, so a sound Jessie has perfected. This is one of those songs that you’ll memorize quickly and you’ll recite as if it is a wounded battle cry of the brokenhearted. Yes, oh yes. 

LET ME TRY THIS AGAIN WITH MORE CAFFEINE IN MY SYSTEM AND A LACK OF BRAIN FARTS. I’M AN IDIOT. I APOLOGIZE.

I was so honored to be given the chance to write this major feature story for Complex on the rising Chicago rapper, Dreezy. It’s the first major story written about her and it was so great getting a chance to learn about her childhood in the city. We met on an unseasonably cold May day and the interview spanned a good three hours and prompted this photo, one of my favorites from the year.

Compared to other rising Chicago rappers, Dreezy is outspoken in her frustrations with the violence in the city and adamant about her need to leave. Others might find it as an means of giving up on the city, but I see it as an important moment in the trajectory of a 20-year-old woman with a lot to say.

My then-editor stressed the importance of discussing the competition between local female rappers (Dreezy vs. Sasha Go Hard vs. Katie Got Bandz), but I didn’t think that trope spoke to her as a performer and neither did Dreezy. Here’s a passage from our discussion:

“Female rapper” is a weak and lazy term, a type of visual trope to reduce the output of women in a male-dominated genre of music. But it is not entirely wrong. It is because of that same male dominance that a distinction still occurs. The number of women who are able to achieve the same level of success, notoriety, and acclaim as their male peers is lower than it should be by now.

“I do get it to an extent because some females just suck as rappers,” she begins. However, she adds, “I’ll say it’s not a lot of female rappers that can represent that there are good female rappers.”

Numbers are not in women’s favor. And the severe lack of women means that each prominent woman is often given the burden of uplifting and representing for every nameless, aspiring woman trying to get heard.

Just don’t reduce Dreezy to her sex.

“Basically, if you’re saying you’re just a female rapper and a boy can outrap you, you’re basically saying he’s smarter than you,” she says. “That’s how I be thinking of it. And it’s like, just ’cause you can rap…I can rap good too. I know just as much knowledge as you do. We went to the same school. I can come up with something just as good.”

You can read the whole thing here.

"Studio" by Schoolboy Q (Grandtheft Edit)

This is in my eyes a perfect little remix. It’s nothing too showy or distracting. Just a smart mix to hear in the club, but makes you want to hear it (as well of the original) or repeat.

St. Vincent in her recent profile in the Guardian.

I feel exactly the same way, which is why I’ve always been fascinated with the idea of personal and stylistic uniforms and how they allow the everyday person the ability to explore and express themselves without having to complicate or explain who they are. In some ways, they are used as defense mechanisms, as methods of fitting in. In others, they are a method, a system. First comes the order, then comes the madness.

"So High" by Lee Carvallo

OK, so two things:
1. There’s no way this is the producer’s real name. I mean, what a great little reference. I love it either way.

2. Love the mood of this one. It’s just as dreamy and poetic as the Alicia Keys sample, yet it still manages to elevate the tempo, turning it into a most perfect groove.

"HARD" by SOPHIE

Literally nothing better than starting your day with this one. I find SOPHIE’s musical progression to be so strange, yet good. I’ve been obsessed since I heard “Ooh” on a Dazed Digital monthly playlist (BTW still waiting for that full-length) and he’s transitioned from uber-feminine girl group-like pop to this mix that is at once childlike, poppy, and glitchy madness.

"Where You Gonna Go?" by Paul White

What really makes this track for me is how it feels so organic, as if completed in one quick take (but that one quick take was captivating and instantly memorable). Also! The combination of voices which include the ever-talented Paul White as well as my personal fav, Jamie Woon. It’s a perfect, strange nighttime jam.

(Cloud)

My Lolla style round-ups for Noisey, with photos by the brilliant Petya. This look was my favorite. Classic. Chic. And the Timbs were a perfect touch. She was there for Outkast, duh.

whatsin3words asked: Would you play with words until they are a new language that belongs to your mind?

That is an important factor in why I like to write: to create a new personal language that speaks to the emotions, confusions and curiosities of my own life and mind.

Flawless

Two Thursdays ago, I sat in section 340 of Soldier Field. I was there to celebrate the New Queen, the Queen Bey, Beyoncé. Around me were women and men of various ages and races. I sat alone, separated from my friends, but was pulled into a circle of black women around me.

"How long have you all been friends?" I asked.

"Oh, we’re not. We just met," said an early twenty something woman next to me.

We had all found each other and were united in our admiration if the woman before us.

I used to think Beyoncé was just a symbol of control, of perfection. And in some ways, that is still true. But she is also a symbol of possibilities, of the multifaceted possibilities of how I can look and act and be as a woman, a black woman. She is strong and weird, smart and divine. If these things are a matter of control then so be it. She has created a world for herself, one in which she can be herself, one in which she is taking back herself from the world around her.

On December 13, 2013, she released her latest album, a self-titled work that was equally sensual and structured, salacious and sad.

Released with no warning, it was a triumph, a moment of self actualization, a woman defining herself. Bow down, she said. Bow down, I said.

discocinderblog asked: Hi Britt! I love your Tumblr and your appearances on Vocalo Morning Amp's Feminist Wednesday!!

Thank you! That’s so cool and means a lot. 

Speaking of The Morning AMp, I was just on this morning. We discussed Lollapalooza, women performers at music festivals, race/class dynamics and race in Hollywood. 

Listen to it below:

Here’s some of my reporting on Lollapalooza for Noisey: