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Afterbirth: An Interview
with Me'shell Ndegeocello
By Mark Anthony Neal
SeeingBlack.com Music Critic
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Review:
Erykah Badu's
"Worldwide Underground"
What
was once fresh and novel for Erykah Badu back in 1997 has
become sedate and repetitive in 2003. With her new CD, World
Wide Underground, Badu uses the grating vibrato voice
that sounded so fluid and smooth on Baduizm to drone
on and on about faders, tweeters and all the music she loved
"back in the day." What Badu seems to do on a number
of songs is not sing, but whine and moan. She also tends to
repeat phrases again and again, attempting to sell the end
result as musical composition. On "Danger," it's
as if Badu realizes that she left something very precious
behind on her first recording. The song revisits Baduizm's
well told and lushly produced "Other Side of the Game"
(Badu even begins "Danger" with music and lyrics
from that song.)
Two pieces that listeners might enjoy, despite
Badu's carelessness, are a remake of Donald Byrd's "Think
Twice" and a remix of "Love of My Life" called
"Love of My Life Worldwide." The talented trumpeter
Roy Hargrove does some playful scatting and horn work on "Think
Twice." On Byrd's version, vocalist Marie Evans
gives the tune a sensuous, deliberate quality that Badu duplicates
well on this version, matching Evans' raspy delivery almost
note for note. Queen Latifah, Angie Stone and Bahamadia support
Badu on "Love of My Life Worldwide," with the high
energy and sassiness that makes all three performers so effective.
With the remix, Badu and company playfully vocalize riffs
from the old school hit "Funk You Up" by the all-female
rap trio Sequence.
Badu's own homemade ink pen drawings on the
cover and handwritten lyrics give the listener some clue as
to the scattered and slapped together quality of most of World
Wide Underground. Hopefully, on her next recording, Badu will
treat her material with more attention and delicacy.
—Alicia Benjamin-Samuels
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Me'shell Ndegeocello had three distinct and provocative recordings
to her name when she went into the studio in 2001 to record Cookie:
the Anthropological Mixtape. Cookie aimed to be the most exquisite
testament to the brash, outspoken, critically engaged spirit that
has become her signature. Arguably the most trenchant, self-critical
exploration of Black life and culture—and the humanity that
undergirds them—to appear in black pop since Stevie Wonder's
Songs in the Key of Life, Cookie fell on deaf years, much
like the un-named motorist who traveled down "Dead Nigga Blvd."
in any city in America. Like the expectant mother, Ndegeocello had
labored with Cookie for months and months still because of
label delays, and while we can lament the unheralded birth, there
is still nourishment to be had in the afterbirth. Conceived in the
months after the September 11th attacks, Me'shell Ndegeocello's
new release Comfort Woman finds the artist reflecting on
life, death and the everyday struggles of surviving a world seemingly
coming apart at the seams.
After September 11th," Ndegeocello admits, "I would
just sit at home and play music." She adds that "Comfort
Woman is just to say, after Sept 11th, I was like thoughts are
the architecture of the mind. I wanted to put out something, like
God-forbid, something happens to me…" While Comfort
Woman shares a musical legacy to 1999's Bitter—both
recordings are spare and moody—the recording can be most likened
to Bob Marley's Kaya. For a five year period or so
in the mid-1970s, Marley seemed to be carrying the weight of the
Pan-African world on his shoulders with stirring recordings like
Natty Dread (1974), Rastaman Vibration (1976), Exodus
(1977) and the brilliant live double-album Babylon By Bus
(1978). In 1978 he found a little space in JA to wax lovely about
the "little gal" around the corner ("Satisfy My
Soul" and "Is This Love") and to get his puff
on ("excuse me while I light my spliff, good God I gotta take
a lift…"). Playful and relaxed, Kaya seemed to give
Marley the release he needed to get back to the grind and Survival
(1979) and Uprising (1980) were the fruits of that down time.
While Ndgeocello is not nearly as unguarded as Marley was on Kaya,
there is a clear sense that Comfort Woman, with reggae influenced
tracks like "Love Song #1," "Fellowship"
and "Come Smoke My Herb," represents a chance for Ndegeocello
to re-connect with herself.
Part of that re-connection is coming to terms with Cookie,
and coming to terms with Cookie means also coming to terms
with Ndegeocello's almost outsider status among Black audiences.
Part of the distance, both real and imagined, is due to Ndegeocello's
willingness to speak the hard and truthful about Black life in these
times. She wistfully responds "I don't really worry about it.
I think I did at first." She adds, "I'm always gonna say
what I'm gonna say. It doesn't make me fit in, it doesn't make me
seem more this way or that." For Ndegeocello it's really about
those folks caught up in mass-mediated dictums of Blackness: "you're
put into a demographic that's made for you based on generalizations
and you think you're better off, you think you're free because you
got Black this, Black radio or that, you're just marginalizing yourself."
Like so many progressive mainstream artists, Ndegeocello had to
negotiate with taste makers in order to get Cookie into the world.
"When I made the album, the record company was like 'get
more famous people' and I tried," Ndegecello says, but
few of those folks responded to her request save Talib Kweli, who
was simply brilliant on "Hot Night," and Redman, Missy
Elliot and Tweet who appear on the remix for "Pocketbooks."
("I hate that remix," she says.) Instead Ndegecello
incorporated the voices of great black writers like Countee Cullen,
Etheridge Knight, Angela Davis, Claude Mcay and June Jordan, who
died shortly after the release of Cookie. "These are
the people who stick out in my mind, these are the people who inspire
me" says Ndegeocello. She becomes particularly animated when
talking about the prison poet Etheridge Knight: "here's
a man, his stuff is coming out of prison, he spent his whole life
in prison, but there's still beauty there, there's still
life there."
For Ndgeocello, folks like Gil Scott-Heron, Knight and Jordan are
part of a continuum: "from Countee Cullen to Etheridge Knight
to Gil Scott Heron, to me [for] a period of time, to Dead Prez and
it just goes on and on." Ndegeocello is sensitive to the ways
that mass culture distorts that continuum as she admits "it
fascinates me that Tupac and Biggie are heroes or some sort of saints—what
did they really contribute, except their great craft…I'm
like, where are we going?.. What are we really doing?" While
Ndegecello of course places some of the blame on the corporate entertainment
industry, she, as always, is quick to indict herself in the process:
"Looking at the media today, I'm quite ashamed of myself,
of things I've participated in. Everything is marketed to
sex and gossip and it's just a shame that those are the things
at the forefront, on people's minds, those are the things
that make you popular, what you have on or how little you have on
and it has nothing to do with music, nothing to do with sports it
has nothing to do with the things so many communities put their
faith in. It's just a sad place to be."
Ndegeocello is also quick to resist indicting other artists for
their choices, arguing that "there is no idea of a sell-out,
'cause you don't know the motivation…you don't
know if folks were poor…" Ndegeocello's comments
highlight what has always been striking about her work, namely her
ability to find humanity even amidst the ruins. Such is the case
in her surprising comments about R&B singer R. Kelly, who has
been indicted on over 20 counts of child pornography. "I'm
sorry, the R. Kelly thing pissed me off" Ndegeocello relates,
"Jesse Jackson can fly to Bosnia and help—did anybody
call him?—I wish I had a number, I'd be like 'hey',
you have a certain position in life, you can't be doing this."
In the end she asks, "you think he's worse than any
of these other guys, who have women sliding down a pole in their
videos?"
Though she often takes the high road when talking about some of
her industry peers, Ndegeocello is less reticent to give the critical
lash, when the subject is homophobia and the current HIV/Aids crisis.
A long time supporter of the Red Hot organization, including a recent
contribution to the Red, Hot and Riot: the Music and Spirit of
Fela Kuti project, Ndegeocello becomes animated, "I'm
just very aware that so many people are becoming infected from shame
and ignorance and if I can be any kind of person to shed light on
that—don't die from being ashamed." She also willingly
links rampant homophobic bias in American society, to high levels
of promiscuity in gay and lesbian communities: "I think that
promiscuity in the gay and lesbian community is because we're
made to feel ashamed of who you are. No one sho
uld be able to judge you in that way".
Ndgeocello becomes even more animated when discussing the failure
of folk to communicate about the issue of sex and boldly offers:
"We all know how to [have sex] but do any of us know how to
have a relationship, how to talk to anybody…I don't
care who you have sex with, are you a decent human being?"
Again in the self-critical mode that has become her hallmark, she
shares "I had an infidelity and it was so hard when that person
looked me in the eye and said, 'you could be jeopardizing
my life'…wow this ain't no herpes and syphilis,
this is your life." And it is this possibility of death that
gets Ndegeocello again thinking about the folks—her folks—admitting,
"I'm like ready to get on a bus and go to every Black
community and be like 'hey y'all' at the end of
the day, how can we make it better, because this is gonna kill us.
This where I get on my soap-box, this is going to kill us. I'm
hoping that the heterosexual community gets off their high horse."
In one of her last published essays, June Jordan spoke powerfully
about the living having a responsibility to remember those who perished
in the 9-11 attacks and it is those very attacks that at the root
of Me'shell Ndegeocello's Comfort Woman. This reflective
spirit is best captured on the track "Liliquoi Moon,"
where Ndegeocello poignantly sings "death will come fast/I
wanna be free/closer to the stars…I want to fly." This
spirit is also found on her forthcoming jazz recording (on the Verve
label), which features Jack DeJohnette, Kenny Garrett, Oliver Lake,
Cassandra Wilson and Caron Wheeler among others, as she explains
"being Muslim in these days and times, I just wanted to offer
a gift and be an example of Peace and Love."
Comfort Woman finds Me'shell Ndegeocello at peace with her
music and at peace with herself: "This part of my life is great…I'm
in a great position because I'm surrounded by people who are great
people, who taught me to look at the past and be a critical thinking
human being… I can look at Michael Jackson and I can look
at Prince…and can see clearly that this can be addictive."
In the end, Ndegeocello says, "all I wanted to do was make
music and I'm very blessed I can pay my rent and eat some good food
and I'm ok with that."
Mark Anthony Neal is the author of three books including the
recently published Songs in the Key of Black Life: A Rhythm and
Blues Nation.
-- November 21, 2003

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