Happy Thanksgiving. Im on a road trip to meet family ive never seen before. We are 2 hours into the trip and the only way I can describe the scenery is old. The farms we passed by are beautiful, the trees are still brown and golden like fall. Small, stereotypically southern houses dot the highway. But the remnants of the pain and suffering of black and indigenous people still linger. There was a giant confederate flag waving in the wind sickeningly proud.
I had the compelling urge to listen to strange fruit. when i did it felt right. but i was looking for more songs to fit the vibe and i realized only black songs really fit what Im going for
