Fading Memories: On Sly Stone’s “Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin)”
WHILE SLOWLY MAKING my way through a dense collection of James Baldwin’s later novels, I began to notice a recurring conceit. In his sixth and final work, Just Above My Head (1979), Baldwin’s narrator—in the midst of espousing his views with intense focus on love; Blackness in the United States, Africa, and Europe; and generational […]
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