If you’re an avid reader of Black Girl Blue then my adventures on Spotify are not new to you. Well folks, it happened again.
I have known about this artist for a while. I’d heard a few songs by her and watched a few music videos. I followed her on Twitter and people always spoke very highly of her music. I went to 95 Live, a monthly hip hop dance/dj party hosted by 9th Wonder and his squad and I saw this short, brown skinned woman weaving her way through the crowd and I recognized her. Yep, it was Rapsody.
So today as I sat at my computer and worked, I hit play on “The Idea of Beautiful” and just… listened. I was stuck on the melodic arrangements that only played second to the searing truth that was laid, track after track. I wasnt even bobbing my head, not wanting to miss anything. It has just the right blend of old school hip hop and a brave new world where Jay Z is the New Negro and the President is black. Yes. It is perfect.
After listening to the entire record the first time ( I say first time because I am listening to it again as I write this post), I wondered where is the space in hip hop for Rapsody? She doesn’t fit in with the flamboyant, caricature stylings of a Nicki Minaj nor is she going to lyrically P pop in a handstand like Trina. No. If I had to I would put Rapsody somewhere between an Eve and a Lauryn Hill, someone you wouldnt want to cross in a rap or a street battle, with a pinch of MC Lyte and a dash of Hov for good measure.
Rapsody makes music that one can grow with and grow to. Her music does not have an expiration date; a time when it will no longer be relevant to the beauty and struggles of life. She does not sell you surface or body or shock and awe; Instead she welcomes you into her world and her heart and asks you to share in the experience.
So take a peek, steal a listen. There are some cuss words so this is NSFW (Dont say I didnt warn you)!