Viewing instructions: 1. Hit mute. 2. Press play. 3. Have a Coke® and a smile. Read the rest of this entry »

Despite the obvious snub for Album of the Year, Ms. Knowles-Carter set a new Grammy record with six *mouths six* Awards won by a female artist in a single night. It definitely gives her bragging rights over her hubby who snagged two gramophones in the process, but also adds padding to my argument that I Am… Sasha Fierce is indeed her finest effort. The record-breaking accolades are as follows: Read the rest of this entry »

In these times when even the megastars have to claw and scratch for their numbers, it comes at no surprise that some of the oddest pairings imaginable spring up to shift some of the buzz back in their favor. When it comes to Pop music’s reigning queen and outlaw Beyonce and Lady Gaga, their sales pitch revolves around America’s universal pastime: playing on the telephone. Read the rest of this entry »

Peeped at H.E.R.…and thank the Lawd I did.

I could write about how this beat is an unapologetic biting of “A Milli.” I could write about how the premise of a diva being a female version of a hustla makes little sense. And I prolly should say something related to Hip-Hop. Read the rest of this entry »

Words By Jada G.

Beyoncé Knowles has never been one for many words. But for more than a decade, she’s pieced together an image of glitz, glamour, and booty shaking odes to female empowerment. In an age of tell-all reality shows and well-documented meltdowns, Beyoncé herself, remains a mystery. Her third solo album I Am… Sasha Fierce is the first tangible access to the woman behind the sultry stage persona, “Sasha.” But with such a sharp contrast between the real Beyoncé and the vixen she’s created, the album seems disjointed. Are we ready for an emo Bey? Read the rest of this entry »