Tag: black lives matter

When We See Each Other Episode 20

When We See Each Other Episode 20

On episode 20 of BTRtoday‘s When We See Each Other (WWSEO), I chatted with Minnesota Trans rapper Sci-Fi. We talked about Trans visibility in the hip hop scene, her creative process, her new single “Bloom”, which is available on all streaming platforms, and she blessed us with some bars. You definitely need to check her out! Her flow is so smooth and rich. You can listen to the episode HERE.

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When We See Each Other is a bi-weekly podcast centering the work of BIPOC, queer, Trans, non-binary musicians/artists, and also friend musicians I’ve known for some time.

The pod gathers from a broad range of genres, stretching from spoken word to indie rock, pop, alternative, noise rock, hip hop, reggae, dance hall, metal, calypso, funk, etc. The show is sort of a mixed bag, where artists are interviewed on their creative process, and how identity influences their work.

This podcast is produced by Stereoactive Media.

When We See Each Other Episode 16

When We See Each Other Episode 16

On episode 16 of BTRtoday‘s When We See Each Other, we had the first interview for twenty twenty-one with the queer Haitian country artist, DeLila Black. DeLila now lives in the UK, and she had a lot to say about tokenism, and what it means to be Black and queer in the country music scene. Check out our chat HERE or anywhere you listen to podcasts.

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This podcast is produced by Stereoactive Media.

When We See Each Other Episodes 13 & 14: End of Year Wrap-Up!

When We See Each Other Episodes 13 & 14: End of Year Wrap-Up!

On BTRtoday‘s When We See Each Other episodes 13 & 14, I wrap-up the podcast’s first end of year ‘best ofs’. On episode 13, I looked back on my favorite moments from the interviews with the eight artists invited on the show. Listen HERE! And on episode 14, I play all of the amazing music by these artists. Listen HERE!

2020 was a really difficult year, with many changes and loss, but I’m so grateful to have this podcast. Talking with the various artists was eye opening and truly a gift. I can’t wait to continue on this path in twenty-one, bringing new artists on the pod, as we discuss and explore their creative processes, and how identity shapes their craft.

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See you on the other side!

When We See Each Other Episode 12

When We See Each Other Episode 12

On episode 12 of BTRtoday‘s When We See Each Other, I talked with UK Black feminist punk rock trio Big Joanie. We chatted about everything, from their creative process, being signed to the epic label Kill Rock Stars, to what books they are reading. Also, two members of the band are writing their own books! Listen to the interview HERE.

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When We See Each Other Episode 9

On episode 9 of BTRtoday’s When We See Each Other, I chatted with the multi-genre duo The Black Creatures from Kansas City. We talked about all the things: their latest album, Wild Echoes, gender identity, race, current books they’re reading…! Check it out! This podcast is produced by Stereoactive Media.

Ep 9: The Black Creatures

When We See Each Other Episode 7

On this week’s episode of BTRtoday’s When We See Each Other, I interviewed Blxck Cxsper, artist and founder of the Black Trans record label Trans Trenderz. We talked about the music industry and how Trans Trenderz is providing space for Black Trans artist. Check it out HERE.

Explosions In The Sky

So this is a response to all the fireworks happening in the New York area and else where.

 

Explosions In The Sky

The sky lights up with the sound of Boom
resonating through the walls. Like thunder it
exists as a reminder of disaster, a Boom Boom
Boom so you know who is in charge. Like a
frighten dog, like a frighten cat, we escape
under the bed. We take to cover and bury our
heads into our arms. Hide our bodies and our
love ones from the terror of what the sky is
suppose to mean now. Safe? It is a word we
dream about and fight hard to attain. Safe? It
is a word that cares nothing about who is
outside facing the elements which was
created. We are looked as dangerous while
our bodies, an esse, are the most vulnerable.

I Wanted to Lookup at The Moon

The weather exists outside your own intentions. The rain comes with its clouds regardless of your want to lookup at the moon, to receive and see its splendid aura. Especially at a time where I have to lookout for threat rather than beauty. The beauty in the sounds of joyous glee. The beauty in seeing the miraculousness of things of living a life. When I watch for the next killing, the next mourning in a hashtag. Am I next? Am I next if I step outside and demand my space as a human being? Will I be next because my fight/flight/freeze mode is at a vigilance, so my actions are seen as a danger, while you have been so dangerous to me!

Ignited moon gaze
ricocheting in waves of
Us, Oh the glory

BLACK

We’re at the same juncture where Black people are met with the same struggle, one which seems to never end. We’re still fighting for our lives to matter. We still can’t breathe as the knees of oppression bends into our necks, killing us. We’ve peacefully marched, we’ve walked with our anger boiling beneath our rich and beautiful skin, but yet this ugly history of us being beaten down, being hosed down still continues today. A reflection of us standing up against the fences, the faces of an established denial of my place in the world, where I dream as much as you do. I wish to sing my troubles. But it is the same tune. What else is there for us to say out loud, write down and shout, We shall over come… Should I tell the next generation it’s up to them now, to carry this anger, this despair, this anxiety of living outside, while I can’t even escape it myself? My life is ordinary like the songs of any bird-call voicing an incandescent sound, but because of the hatred of my existence I am martyred for my race, for my color: Black!

Black is the beauty
of the night forever and ever
Black is what brings light