I was so prepared to begin my first review with one of my current television obsessions. But from that chosen show crossing lines that I could no longer ignore for my own sanity to a short bit of writer’s block, my fingers began to itch even before the first five minutes of Beyonce’s ode to Black women that is Lemonade. From Reggae and Hip Hop to Rock & Roll and Country, Queen Bey eschewed her love and devotion to Black women across the nation and the globe through a musical amalgamation with guest appearances that ranged from Serena Williams to Amandla Steinberg, as well as powerful cameos from Sybrina Fulton, mother of Trayvon Martin; Lesley McSpadden, mother of Michael Brown; and Gwen Carr, mother of Eric Garner, who all posed with pictures of their sons.
Lemonade praised Black women’s sexuality and strength, inundated the viewer with stunning visuals of Black culture both present and past all the while presenting Beyonce’s gift of raising the bar from previous performances and albums. She leaves no subject untouched: love, religion, family, relationships, death, and more. Perhaps it is best to say that not only has she raised the bar for herself, but for musicians everywhere. I am not one to so quickly jump on a bandwagon, but this is one instance where I am more than willing to lead said wagon around for others to follow.
Fabulous job, Beyonce. How will you blow our minds next?