Hip Hop Would Not Be The Success It Is Today If It Wasn’t For This Pioneering Woman.....
After watching her family on the reality series, The First Family of Hip Hop, I wanted to know more about Mrs. Robinson and her contribution to hip-hop which we don’t hear being acknowledged much. While creating this post, I’m also reminded about a post from a few weeks ago in my archive about black women’s contribution to music in which one of my fellow sista follower/blogger said and I’m probably paraphrasing, “I wouldn’t be surprised if a black woman invented hip hop.”
Sylvia Robinson (née Vanderpool; March 6, 1935 – September 29, 2011) was an American singer, musician, record producer, and record label executive. Robinson was best known for her work as founder/CEO of the hip hop label Sugar Hill Records. Robinson is credited as the driving force behind two landmark singles in the genre; “Rapper’s Delight” (1979) by the Sugarhill Gang, and “The Message” (1982) by Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five; which dubbed her as the “Mother of Hip-Hop”. Robinson received a Pioneer Award for her career in singing and being the founder of Sugarhill Records at the 11th Annual Rhythm and Blues Awards Gala in 2000. Robinson died of congestive heart failure on September 29, 2011 at age 76.
A movie about her life story is in the works. Read about it here.
We’re a team, Mac. You don’t go committing a crime without your partner in crime. Besides, if I’d been with you, we probably wouldn’t have been caught. I could have stood at the door and made wild bird sounds or something when the cops came back. And if we did get caught, our mug shots would look fabulous.
More Than Just A Hobby - a tiny film about our tiny Cowboy, made by @big4ed when we launched #ReadySteadyBang all those years ago! More from the archives to come this #ReadySteadyTakeover week 🐴 Click the link in our profile to see the whole shebang! #readysteadyplay #cowboygames #animade #animatedshort #cowboy #hobbyhorse
She talks about her love like the forecast:
Things are bound to clear up by the weekend.
But if there’s one thing I know about meteorologists
it’s that they’re all too often misguided,
seeing what they want to see in storm fronts
or text messages.
Look at how many minutes it took him to reply.
Now double it.
She says, this is the science behind him always wanting you;
there’s a high chance of sunshine.
But the clouds roll in unexpected
the exponential growth of thunderheads, until
the terrifying “K”
of a lightning strike.
She’s talking to three different people,
intersecting cold fronts of fuck boys.
Sometimes she doesn’t hear from any of them,
spending the weekend inside
waiting for the rain to end.
And sometimes it’s a heat wave of hair curlers
destroying the whole ozone layer so more sun can hit her skin–
There’s a little place I come from
where we call rain in that time a sunshower.
It’s so beautiful it breeds rainbows,
and that’s the boy she finally takes home
to watch it from her window.
I hope she doesn’t check the forecast anymore.
im starting to not like it anymore and i wanna start over AGAIN (the first time happened like a month ago where i archived and deleted like 7 years worth of photos because it got really overwhelming that my aesthetic isn’t consistent)
It’s crazy to see how much the Rhink fandom has grown since I first discovered it near the start of 2015.
Below is a list of my favourite fics in no particular order featuring, in my opinion, the best writing and most creativity. I highly suggest reading all of these and checking out the authors’ other works as well! Remember to encourage your favourites with likes, reblogs, kudos and comments. It only takes a second and will help spur them on to create new fics for you to enjoy!
Note that I only included one work per author, to be more fair, and that this is a biased list of my own personal favourites.