I'm still listening (and watching) in awe right now, but Trudy of Gradient Lair posted a great essay about the album that I thought you guys might be interested in.

This album, also called BEYONCÉ, is a manifesto of Black womanhood and freedom. It sounds free. It feels free. It's like…it has wings. It floats. It's light. It's thoughtful. It's humorous. It's reflective. It's introspective. It's sensual. It's sexual. It's incredibly fucking sexual and I ain't mad at her. The thing is, it's not only sexual. This will be hard for her critics to understand because to many people, a Black woman's celebration of her own body, emotions, thoughts, ideas, choices, decisions and perspectives can only be sexual (and even so, sexuality is not inherently degrading solely because a Black woman has agency; It is misogynoir to think so).

It's actually really strange to have to explain why this is a big deal. The fact that Flawless exists and came from a huge fucking pop star who is black? It's... everything. It really is. It's like a musical ode to BW's struggles, and trials, but also their triumphs. I just... Beyoncé just surpassed Rihanna on my stan list.

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As a bonus, here's another great essay on Hood Feminism examining the reasons why Beyoncé gets so much flack, and why we can't have black feminist pop icons.