So after some (very un-necessary) thought, I’ve determined that if my personality was a toy, I’d be silly putty. When you first get it, it comes in a hard plastic shell, but if you open the shell, the actual product is soft, squishy, but bounces like rubber. Doesn’t mean the impact doesn’t hurt, btw. The fact that I actually think about things like that is either an indication of depth or narcissism. Heaven help the first person who comments that it’s narcissism. I’ll hit you with my mirror before you can say Vanity Smurf.
In other news, Erykah Badu is very weird…but I’ve got all her albums anyway.
In other other news, I found this Guardian article, in which Afro-Brit soul singer Estelle throws a fit about the dearth of black soul singers in Britain, very interesting. If you don’t know the story, here it is in a nutshell; Estelle, a British-born black soul singer, gets a record deal with a company in London, and they do absolutely nothing with her while singers like Joss Stone, Adele and Duffy start to take off. She dodges the deal, hops across the pond, and is suddenly a massive transcontinental hit with the aid of John Legend and Kanye West. This article is just one of a bunch of places where she asserts that the reason she wasn’t a hit in the UK is because she’s black and white women with soul voices get all the attention in England.
Well first of all–duh. Did sister girl look around at all when she was growing up here? 90% of the population of the UK is White, 3% is Black, and the rest is Asian. You do the math. Black women, whether or not they can hold a note, are hella rare in this country, whereas everytime you say the word ‘soul’ three White women with good vocal training pop out of nowhere and start singing “Ebony and Ivory”. In perfect harmony, of course. Once again, you do the math.
That said, Duffy has one of the strangest sounding voices I’ve ever heard, Black, White, or Transylvanian. Catchy and good, but weird nonetheless. Shows the power of good songwriting and a unique sound!
Okay, but thing number two…I can tell you right now that Estelle didn’t get famous because she’s black(although she is), she can sing(although she can) or because she’s released a solid album(which it really, really is). Those all help, but they’re not the main reason that Estelle has become an international success.
Estelle hit it big in America because she’s British.
British and Black, to American minds, is pretty unfathomable, and therefore exotic. Exotic equals slightly taboo, which then translates into mass pop appeal and automatic categorization as ‘new and different’ even if it isn’t, really. That all equals lots and lots of sales, with a ready made international market for Yankophile Brits who want to support their culture-crossing homegirl. So really, while Estelle is busy trashing the British record industry for paying more attention to White women(because, well, duh.), that’s exactly what’s made her an international success. There are plenty of Black American soul sistas who aren’t getting a dime out of the record industry because…wait for it…because of some of the same reasons Estelle claims she didn’t make it in the UK. And don’t even get me started on R&B and pop music. Hmmm.
To see the flip side of this whole thing, check out American soul singer Choklate who’s doing a reverse Estelle, of sorts, by tentatively signing on with London soul collective Amplified UK.
Now if Estelle had had to leave Nigeria to get her big record industry break, I’d be singing a whole different tune.
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