Archive for the ‘Erykah Badu’ Category

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Erykah Badu’s New AmErykah

April 14, 2010

With New Amerykah Part Two: The Return of the Ankh, Erykah Badu has secured her status as the bonafide Afro-Hippie of the neo-soul generation. Five albums into the music game, her work is still fresh, and gives listeners an occasional throwback to jazz artists like Miles Davis (who reinvented himself countless times) and Billie Holiday, who created a signature style.

Return of the Ankh differs in cohesion alone from World War 4, part one of her NewAmerykah trilogy. The melodies complement each other; she creates a thread that ties all the songs together. Ever the consummate artist, Badu shows her versatility as a contemporary artist by mixing styles and aesthetics on this album. She gives a nod to Biggie’s Junior Mafia in “Turn Me Away (Get Munny);” she represents her R&B following beautifully in “Umm Hmm;” and she doesn’t skimp on her love for hip-hop in her collaboration with Lil Wayne and Bilal on “Jump Up in the Air and Stay There.” She pays homage to Billie Holiday in the song “Out My Mind (Just in Time).” She sings: “I’m a recovering, undercover over lover/ recovering from a love I can’t get over/ And now my common law lover thinks he wants another.”

Of late, it seems Badu has become a victim of her success. In doing something different, she’s become self-indulgent. She’s stitched a career around a persona that once was shy and is now outsized and rebellious. Recently, we’ve witnessed less of the colorfully wrapped Erykah and more of a new Badu that’s free-loving, who changes wigs with each song, is more costume-conscious, more mutable. It’s not that this is a bad thing, as artists should evolve but the thing is–evolutions are slow changes.

Read more on TheRoot.

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Searching for the Old Erykah

April 5, 2010

For the better part of the past 48 hours, I’ve been consumed with listening to Part II of the New AmErykah trilogy. Listening for what is being said, how it’s put together, how it differs from the previous albums. Trying to figure out what I feel about the “Window Seat” video. (I dig the song, by the way.) Measuring all of this into what’s suppose to be a review of the album. I feel that the whole album is now eclipsed by the video.

I decided to let my draft of the review sit for a while and I’ll come back to it tomorrow morning. The important part is that I do what I feel any culture writer (I dare not use the word critic) should do–to see and contextualize, search for meaning, implications, etc.

I pray that’s what I’m doing. It’s very difficult to write objectively about things you’re passionate about. We’ll see what happens.

Meanwhile, I’d like to say for the record that I miss the headwrap wearing Erykah. The down to earth one. The one who kept her clothes on. The one who’d break out into a chuckle out of shyness. I guess I miss the less eccentric Ms. Badu.

Has anyone heard this song, Annie Don’t Wear No Panties?

I’ll post the review for TheRoot once it’s all final.

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