I love that you're writing about my baby daddy in my head, D'Angelo. I also resonate strongly with your account of your father. My father was a beautifully uncouthed man who reveled in and practiced the art of hell raising and ass whoopings when his lines had been crossed. While that's a last resort for me (by choice only), it's definitely a resort if need be. Think Erykah Badu with the Newports.
Back to D'Angelo, I remember sitting in my college dorm room with a friend discussing the album, Brown Sugar. We talked extensively about Shit, Damn, Motherfucker and how even the title was unapologetic. We loved the loosely veiled storytelling of the song and how it led us to discuss the boundaries in romantic relationships. This is a great piece! I'm so glad I read it.
I love that you're writing about my baby daddy in my head, D'Angelo. I also resonate strongly with your account of your father. My father was a beautifully uncouthed man who reveled in and practiced the art of hell raising and ass whoopings when his lines had been crossed. While that's a last resort for me (by choice only), it's definitely a resort if need be. Think Erykah Badu with the Newports.
Back to D'Angelo, I remember sitting in my college dorm room with a friend discussing the album, Brown Sugar. We talked extensively about Shit, Damn, Motherfucker and how even the title was unapologetic. We loved the loosely veiled storytelling of the song and how it led us to discuss the boundaries in romantic relationships. This is a great piece! I'm so glad I read it.