Words by Tony Grands
When my kids were young, our house was filled with rap music daily, from breakfast to dinner. We danced, sang, fellowshipped, & bonded like a tribe should though it’s cohesive energies & melodic undertones. Continue reading
Words by Tony Grands
When my kids were young, our house was filled with rap music daily, from breakfast to dinner. We danced, sang, fellowshipped, & bonded like a tribe should though it’s cohesive energies & melodic undertones. Continue reading
Words by Tony Grands
My 14 year old cousin & I had a conversation last week about rappers. It started with me asking him if he heard of Chief Keef, then abruptly cutting him off – mid-answer – telling him I know he has because he’s always online. Continue reading