I wonder if there’s room to critique my latest EP as agreeable? I wonder whether I’ve been too afraid to admit that, to a degree, I endeavoured to be (hate to say it), palatable. It’s true, I created from the principles, “existence is resistance” and “I represent those who feel represented by me.” But I wonder in so doing, I subconsciously chose to be on the fence. I wonder whether my inability to move the needle of my following is because I actually represented nothing or didn’t represent something strong enough? Perhaps I am wrong to in writing this right now and playing both artist and critic. But maybe it’s because I made work not worth critique or opinion of others so I feel the need to do it myself? I wonder whether Sonini really pushed the conversation on queerness and spirituality far enough? Was making the statement enough? Should I still do everything in my power to perform on One Gospel? I mean, Queernomics opened with the lines “I’m so cautious of my path as I am of white gays, cause white gays - they still have a white gaze.” Is “Hands up in the sky, praise the Lord and then I vogue” too suggestive and not direct enough? Have I become agreeable. Not worth the conversation. Have I failed to spark true conversation? Have I failed to be an artist? These are the questions I ask myself. Don’t get me wrong, I love Altar Call and consider it a masterpiece sonically and in sequencing. It beautifully captures the principles I spoke off. And for its time, it made complete sense to me as a person and as an artist. But I’m starting to feel that time is over. I want to make statements as bold as I do on “Black Jesus”, “Eat My Ass”, “IsiNgisi”, “SOS”. I want to stand for something again. Boldly and unapologetically. My pursuit of dignity (re:money so I’m not a struggling artist), has made me feel forgettable and whatever the opposite of brave and courageous is. I’m deeply questioning why I make art. What it actually means to be a black, gay, dreadlocked, feminine artist who has the gift to write, rap, compose and make art the way I do. I want to say things boldly- but I feel like a slave to the security of a “dignified life”, a slave to a salary. Anyway, that’s just how I feel. I hope you had a wonderful day. Love S’BO GYRE 😘🌈❤️