Just some early thoughts. Thanks, Twitter.
This is not a review:
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
When my Dude first played me Juice Back, I thought it was ill how a(nother) boy in rap was openly talking about how abortion affected him
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
A few features later, I figured maybe that song would be the only time he tells us who he is/what he’s going through as a young BM in SA.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
You’re not obligated to share all of you in your music. Sharp. But Bad Hair, man.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
That album might be some of his most vulnerable moments IF were willing to hear beyond (not ignore) the big butts, the side baes and clubs.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
Nasty C is literallyyyyy says: “I’ve got problems/What you think I’m smoking for?” And he’s ultra paranoid about people around him.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
Damn near every song points to how his relationship with his father has made him who he is now. (Yes, Neo, I’ll get to writing that book)
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
Good aaaaaand bad. Like most boys and their fathers I suppose.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
“I smoke a lot more&people around me say it’s a bad habit/I wish I could tell u how I let that happen/But what did u expect I’m a black man”
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
Nasty C is spelling out what scores of men (and the world) has taught him about what it means to be a black man. Acquiescing, even.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
I think a lot of us “met” Nasty C when he was still a kid so for some, he’s like a little brother growing up right in front of our eyes
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
So in some ways, I feel like us older, grownass hip hop kids failed this generation in some key development areas.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
Maybe we were failed too. And maybe it’s not even my place to say anything.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
BUT kids are telling us they’re finding numbing coping mechanisms for real life and all we can yap on about is grown men at Kong. Sharp.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
Those same kids who are going through life in a purple haze, a syrup concoction and other shit dictate what the future of mainstream rap is
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
They dictate what regular kids who don’t rap are going to try and ape as some semblance of how to live.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
But we’re just going to continue to dab (do people still do that?) to their pain or complain “real” music no longer exists, right? Anyway.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
If you’re still reading, sorry about all the grammar mistakes.
— Helen Herimbi (@uHelenH) September 25, 2016
