Shine Sister, Shine--Erykah Badu Shines her Light in Copenhagen
Last night I had the pleasure of seeing Ms. Badu in concert. Now, I don't really keep track of the music scene cause, well, I got enough on my plate as it is already, but Ms. Badu has always been an exception and the explanation is simple: She's fly as hell. Every since KG slipped a promotional copy of Baduizm in my hand and said, "Check this out", I was hooked. One of the true marks of brilliance is making seemingly transparent art: Creations that seduce us into believing that the process of creation had been seemless. We don't experience the heartaches of the creator, the frustrations of the band, we don't hear all the many ways the song didn't work, or all the other ways it could. What we hear instead, is a seemingly effortless collection of the essence of her process. Just a while back, I was checking out Ms. Nina Simone on youtube. One of the wonders of modern technology: Being able to check out the High Priestess of Soul from my cramped desk in Copen...