Vinyl Cut Prose: “Black Girls” – Chester French


Above “Are You Gonna Be My Girl?” on the cover of Jet, beyond Delilah’s panther black tee… The Black Lips never quite uttered words like these…

Elemental, stark, genuine… classic, contemporary, of naturally precise design… black and white, the absence of man, with the palm of a person, not a tip drill, in hand… evolutionary and progressive… black roots beneath the blonde… unfetishized, unobjectified presentation of the art house palette – taste the rainbow… not Sasha, not Roman, not Madea, nor my bxxch… not objectifying no one, not a fetish… not a bus stop, not a chickenhead, not The Help… not the any or every thing, just the being, in and of itself.

Staccato, quick cuts, smooth and syncopated, punk prose and supreme teams…  yin and yang coalesce, elemental and evolutionary… a visual love song about passion for the other… no clothes, no hoes, just their thing… preconceived notions, loaded perceptions defocalize the subject beneath a dazed perspective… the eyes as glaring windows with looks to kill in bare view… the lips like an apocalyptic genesis, the blonde rooted in black beauty… Objectification in omission, the viewer as the voyeur… subjectivity in the stark spectacular display, the voice given a vantage… and all you hear is he, and all you see is she, and Miss Smith rolling in silence beneath Rasmussen – like a real G(irl)…

Watch This Space: Love’s complexion pales when bound behind the simple social lens…


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