One of my favorite past-times is reading (and writing) hot takes. We live in the Internet eraβthank you, Al Gore!βwhere anybody with an Internet connection and social media can let off any and everything that comes to mind. Iβm about to do that right now. BRB.
Iβm back.
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One of my other favorite things to read is ridiculous and over-the-top in-depth analyses about songs that come out. Nothing gets the spirit moving like a think pieceβentertaining or profoundβabout a new song thatβs come out. Most times, the in-depth analysis isnβt warranted (or even remotely on point), but you know what, thatβs the beauty of sharing and caringβyou can find entertainment value anywhere. I know I do. If you want to regale somebody with a sordid take about Doja Catβs work in the cannon of neo-liberal feminist Black capitalism... Iβm your guy. And I donβt even know if what I just wrote makes sense or if thatβs a thing, but Iβm here for it anyway. Iβm the guy who broke down the lyric βeat the booty like groceries,β from Omarionβs song βPost To Be,β which even βtil today is still one of my favorite pieces Iβve written. 10/10 stars; I highly recommend. I may be biased.
Which is why my soul shudders and is saddened, alliterationally, about how much think piece gold was released prior to the era where think piece niggasβlike myselfβhad the ability to whip up work with an uzi on the e-streets. Thankfully, I can make sure we remember what those songs could have done for writing careers had they been released in todayβs day and age. Nothing jumpstarts a career like a viral moment because you wrote or dropped a video full of nincompoopery. Because like ODB (and the Wu-Tang Clan), Panama is for the children, Iβm going to share five songsβobviously, there are many, many more but word countβthat I believe would have sent writing niggas into overdrive if released today.
Whew, chile. Can you imagine if βBills, Bills, Billsβ were released today? Folks were up in arms when it dropped in 1999; men everywhere called it a golddigger anthem, mainly because folks really only listen to hooks. Sporty Thievz, creators of the response to TLCβs βNo Scrubsββ βNo Pigeonsβ βeven released a response record. But the Black Writterati would have an aneurysm trying to get those takes off. Everything from womenβs empowerment to BeyoncΓ©βs vocals to βhow does Kevin Samuels feel about this?β would be on the table. The video might even spawn a few synchronized hair-salon-dance-etiquette pieces; I hear thatβs on the docket for consideration at the next Olympics. Even Derrick Jaxn might write a book. It really is the gift that could keep on giving.
(Also, as a point of note: do you know how hard it is to find licensed pictures of Destinyβs Child in the lineup that sang βBills, Bills, Bills?β Itβs hard AF. So thatβs why you got a header picture that features the version of the group that didnβt release the song.)
I have hated this song since I first heard it. And I mean that with all due respect. Rarely has a song been so transparently pandering that even the dope beat couldnβt win me over...but this is the one. But can you imagine the think pieces that would emanate from this? What community couldnβt weigh in? Thereβs something for everyone: hip-hop, Hotep (and whatever that means for you), pandering Black men, content women maybe can enjoy?...hell, even the bread community can get in here. There are more mentions of croutons in hip hop songs than you might expect (seriously; Iβm flabbergasted by the sheer amount of times croutons are mentioned in songs), but still, that community would have a layup here. Iβd probably be good for two or three about how ridiculous this song is in terms of its βrespect youβ angle.
I remember when this song (and album) dropped in 1998. βBeautiful Skinβ was the song for the Black women out there to show appreciation for them. Except itβs dripping with respectability politics and all the other shit that gets you dragged today. There is literally a line from Cee-lo (which in 2021 presents its own fodder for think piecing) where he says, βthereβs no need to put titles on you me, those are limitations; living and learning are our only obligations,β and then in the hook is the line, βyouβve got respect yourself before I can.β Oh, and women are also called βfemales.β I mean, good Lord, the pieces just write themselves on those two lines alone. A song about showing love and respect to our Black women includes lines about not committing (depending on your vantage point, I suppose) and telling a woman she canβt be respected unless she respects herself. My fingers are trying to write 3,000 words right now on their own. I remember wondering why this song wasnβt bigger when it came out, and my youth didnβt allow me to understand why women didnβt love it. Now, I get it. Todayβif it even managed to be releasedβGoodie Mob would trend for a day.
I love SWV. This is noted and documented, and they can do no wrong. So this ainβt that. But this song is all about a woman basically being like, βfam, cheat on your girl.β Sheβs just letting Dude know that sheβs down for the cause; I actually wrote a thinkpiece on this come to think about it. But if it were to be released today, the men-who-hate-women would not be able to stop themselves from pointing out how trifling women are and how women cheat more than men and worse and are proud of it and how if men wrote this (which we have) women would be upset. I can feel the venom from here.
I mean, do we even have to explain this one? As I mentioned, βNo Pigeonsβ was released in response to this song, but if Twitter and WordPress were around in 1999 in a mainstream way, this would be a whole ass thing thing. And you know itβs real because I said βthingβ twice. And instead of just men-who-hate-women writing, I think women would also have a field day with this on both sides of the spectrum. It would literally launch 1,000 think pieces.
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