Here is my one year reflection of Lemonade written in April 23, 2017;
“One year ago to the month I wrote a critic of Beyonce’s Lemonade. from the moment I wrote my original impromptu critic of bell hook’s critic of Lemonade on my flight to New York City the place where I now live (interesting and purposeful how things come full circle), I knew I wanted to give myself a year to allow the grandeur and excitement of the moment to subside and more accurately access my feelings
I’d followed Beyonce since I was 12 years old and as I grew a more accurate and defined critical lens, I looked at her and saw we were in two different places. Even into my adulthood Beyonce has always held space in my life no matter her politic but from 2003 when she released her debut solo album to last year, thirteen years later in 2016 when she released Lemonade. There has been a true and undeniable evolution.
In moments where I close my eyes I see and visualize clips from the visual album and envision myself amongst these women. While I do feel there could have been more of a conscious and collaborative effort to incorporate trans women (beyond over glorified trans mascots like Laverne Cox I am personally fine with her not being able to make the album), and disabled women and fat women, there is always room for growth. These black bodies, admired, beautiful in their purest existence, in unity celebrated and effortlessly normalized.
The truth is 12 months after the release of this visual album I am still, if not more in love with Lemonade than the first time I saw it. Its hard to appreciate the true power without watching it. Nearly every song on the album resonated with me.
When I listen to the music and watch the mini movie I am always transformed and a sense of reverence comes over me. Nearly ever song resonated with me 6 inch, Love Drought, Hold up, Formation, All night, Don’t Hurt Yourself, Daddy Lessons, Sorry, and Freedom.
Perfect? No. But how attainable and real is perfect? To me it was impressive and admirable to see Beyonce’s feminism grow and evolve so visibly. I definitely believe Beyonce has a road ahead of her in her search for the purest form of liberated black feminism, but I think we all do. For the first time in my life I saw such a powerful presence and motivator and hero of my childhood, my past merge with the the ideologies and beliefs and most important values to me of today. My childhood hero, Beyonce and my life today, the fight for equity, justice, and liberation collide and come full circle. “