@BWNC Radio: Did you choose music or did music choose you? @reallyjordanwebb: Funny enough I feel like music chose me as much as I chose music. Ever since I was a lil one I loved listening to the radio, especially 80s and 90s hits, and would often get in trouble for singing along to the songs too loudly after I was firmly instructed to go to bed. When I...
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When the Migos first dropped, I was struggling. Y’all were too, but I ain’t gone tell nobody. I really couldn’t tell who was who. It was kind of confusing. Like, you could tell it was three people, but as to who was who? No fcking clue. But as my ears started to become more mature to that signature sound, I started to know. The name at the beginning was...
I ask that the readers please grant me grace as I write this. It’s derived from a place of genuine hurt. Pain built up after years of tragedies and avoiding trying to become one. The news of Takeoff’s death shook me. It was the first thing I saw when I woke up. And it was being reported by Black With No Chaser. As the news of how and why...
Stacey Dash, who has never shied away from speaking her truth — an extremely strong emphasis on the word “her” — made recent headlines after weeping uncontrollably over the death of hip hop legend, DMX. Seems normal enough, right? Well, it would be, if it weren’t for the fact that DMX died over a year ago. Which lends the question, was Stacey Dash living under a proverbial or even...
Being a great writer means, well, how the fuck should I know? I’m just so-so. But I THINK it means a lot of things. A lot of similar attributes are universally attached to all great writers, with one of them being vulnerability. Entertainingly vulnerable is a chore. A writer like Kendrick Lamar has the gift of letting us, the stranger; and us, his reader, into his space while keeping...
