Throwback: Black History Month: A Tribe Called Quest

Today is the 15th day of Black History Month. Over the course of the month, I’ll spend some time paying tribute to Black artists across a wide and diverse array of genres and styles. My hope is that these posts should serve as an important reminder that the Black experience is the American experience, that Black culture is American culture — and importantly, Black lives and Black art matter. You can’t love Black art and Black artists without giving a shit about Black people. 

This month won’t be a comprehensive study of Black music. It’ll be more idiosyncratic because — well, JOVM after all. Now, if you’ve been following this site, you may recall that so far I’ve paid tribute to:

A Tribe Called Quest may arguably be one of the most important and beloved hip-hop acts. And it should be relatively easy to see why: dope beats paired with dope emcees rhyming about conscious shit, about falling in love and slow dancing with that fine, pretty young thing at the house party and so many other things that just related to every day life.