I put off writing about Beyoncé forever; what could I possibly add to the global conversation about one of the biggest artists in the world? Nothing. Even if you’re not a fan, you know exactly who she is, whether it’s from her time in Destiny’s Child to her incredibly prolific solo career, both as a performer and a producer. Chances are you know she’s married to Jay-Z, another legend of the scene. You probably know the drama, and her musical response (and his) even if you never actually heard them. As well: who doesn’t wag some part of their body when “Single Ladies” comes on? Anyway, that’s all mindless preamble to the fact that Cowboy Carter, the second in a three-act series of albums focusing on different genres (previous album Act 1: Renaissance focused on the liberating club and dance scene) has since release sat at the top of my list of incredible records, an album that not only brings the very best production I’ve heard on any record since, well…her last album, but also helped me to re-think my entire relationship to music.
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