… haunts my thoughts.
the story of the woman who might very well be the unwritten voice of grunge in the seattle scene. how do you keep her story from going unsung?
as i’m sitting in class at the university, i can’t help but let my thoughts drift about this beautiful cinnamon brown skinned woman, her voice, presence and the band she fronted, bam bam, starting a musical genre that would later forget she existed.
i want to know as much as i can about her. because her story says so much about how some of us chocolate girls have had to exist in the northwest. because it tells the story of how the music industry continues to erase the presence of black female voices when they don’t conform to stereotypical models of blues/gospel/jazz singers, regardless of bell’s real life blues.
there are some projects that i still need to finish, but i will chip away at this one until i have the ability to research all that is needed to produce this piece, this very important story.