Beyonce slayed again with “Lemonade”
After Beyonce’s performance of Formation at the Super Bowl and subsequent announcement of her Formation world tour, the BeyHive has been patiently waiting for her to drop another bombshell album. On Saturday evening, Beyonce delivered her newest visual album, “Lemonade,” exclusively on HBO and Tidal.
As soon as the album dropped, my Facebook and Instagram feed was full of Beyonce photos and within a few hours it seemed like everybody and their momma had written a think piece on what seemed to be an admission to the cheating rumors that have surrounded Beyonce and Jay-Z for years.
I decided that I was going to try to wait to watch “Lemonade” after all the hype had died down, but after the bevy of screenshots that personified #blackgirlmagic and revelation that hot sauce is a baseball bat, I had to open my Tidal app to experience what everyone was talking about.
I automatically sensed that this was a different Beyonce — a Beyonce that was unafraid to let us peek behind the veil of perfectly curated Instagram and Tumblr photos, a Beyonce that was willing to be raw, vulnerable and real. The world’s most desirable and untouchable woman became dare I say, relatable.
Her monologue that so eloquently explained the pain of changing for a man, only to have him abuse your love, tugged at my heart and transported me back to a place I had been only a few years ago. I felt empowered as she took hot sauce and bashed the windows out of cars, broke fire hydrants and knocked her man out in the middle of the street.
I understood the process of questioning “What does she have on me?” And, pending late nights wondering if it’s her looks, her personality, or her talents in the bedroom, and what could I do to steal him back, even if its “wearing her teeth like confetti.” I understood what it’s like then snap back into reality and remind your man that he’ll never find someone as good as you, I understood what it’s like to rebuild a relationship that seems to be nothing but a pile of ashes.
I loved seeing Beyonce work through the stages of infidelity (Intuition, Anger, Apathy, Emptiness, Accountability, Reformation, Forgiveness, Resurrection, Hope, Redemption.), and how she came out on the other side stronger and better than before with her relationship and family intact.
She made lemonade out of lemons.
It doesn’t matter if this album is about Beyonce personally, what matters is that she’s been able perfectly verbalize and visualize an experience that can rip the very soul out of a woman. She’s opened a emotional door for women to release the pain that we often times try to hide for the sake of maintaining our superwoman facade. And, lastly, she lets us know that it’s going to be okay.
I could go on and on about “Lemonade,” and the other themes within the album that touch on important topics such as black womanhood, spirituality and some of the other social issues we endure (I loved the cameos by the mothers of Trayvon Martin, Michael Brown, Oscar Grant, etc.).
I’m here for this “new” Beyonce, and I’m ready to officially join the BeyHive with a glass of lemonade on hand.
What did you think of “Lemonade”? Let me know in the comments below!