The Thing About Dirty Laundry, It Needs to Get Clean
In the last few weeks/months as I've been sidetracked, our collective dialogue in blogville has been ably driven by J-Shep and Exo (though Exo should leave the blog dis raps to the professionals.)
Their words are such a breath of fresh air to me, because I am sick to death of hearing all these grown folks acting like children, and seeing their childishness codified as our measure of manhood.
But it's a tough walk on the tightrope, trying to speak on this. I yearn for honest discussion of our own flaws, but I am equally passionate about defending us against attacks from those with no understanding of the musical form, nor respect for the people who create it. And they will jump at every chance to take our introspection and throw it back in our faces, as an admittance that hip-hop is the sole cause of everything bad that involves young Black people.
But the discussion needs to happen, and I'm glad somebody is finding a way to open those doors.
