In the spring of 2009, I was a college senior staring down the barrel of graduation, and I was clueless.
I knew just one thing: I wanted to make music.
So I did the best thing I knew. I moved to Chicago, where I knew a few other musicians who had been making a living. I moved in with some friends in Wicker Park, built a home studio, and got to work.
I spent my days rushing across town to get the best busking spots, making phone calls to label reps, promoters, and distributors, and playing shows. In what little free time I had, I worked on my album. After a while, I had to get a day job to afford to live in the city, which made my music routine almost unmanageable.
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“Dirty Computer” Ushers In New Era of Janelle Monáe
In the era of Cardi B, Beyoncé, Lena Waithe, Laverne Cox, Tiffany Haddish, and many others, we bask in the glory of Black womxn. No longer are we afraid to show our thick thighs, curvy curls, and infectious attitudes.
And why should we be? Black womxn have been told to sit down and shut up, stand up but stay quiet, and be subservient for far too long. But it never works for long.
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