Posts Tagged: rachel kaadzi ghansah
I came to her place to take a picture of Baldwin’s typewriter. This is what I told her. But I think I also came because I wanted to see someone who is his flesh and blood. I wanted to see that he was really theirs, their Uncle Jimmy.
Last week we highlighted Rachel Kaadzhi Ghansah’s piece, “A River Runs Through It,” over at The Believer. Now, she shares a playlist of tunes, recorded at Electric Lady Studios, to accompany the original article:
“They all have one thing in common, and I say this often, across forms, decades, they all evidence the certain qualities of innovative genius, bittersweetness, and the sense of a lasting legacy that all great music tends to contain.”
So: a train races beneath the city, having been made into a vehicle of war, covered with signatures and symbols, it goes crosstown, downtown, taking with it the story of dystopia and crack cocaine, “armamentation,” and innovation as it travels. This is what myths do: they tell us how things came to be.
“To turn his back on Hollywood, to walk away from the spotlight because it was turning him into a man he didn’t want to be—a man without dignity—was a move that was, in a way, Chappelle’s birthright, his own unwieldy kind of Negritude.”
Featured in this month’s Believer is Rachel Kaadzi Ghansah’s essay on the 10-year anniversary of Dave Chappelle’s departure from his self-titled show....more