Whether it’s publically acknowledged or not, Meshell Ndegeocello’s sound is everywhere. You can hear it in the licks of Miguel, in the so-drunk-on-good-sex harmonies of Kelela, and even the witchy glitches of Flying Lotus. When I mention this to Ndegeocello, she laughs and says, “What makes you say that?” This response is symptomatic of the humble approach Ndegeocello has always taken with her music. She is a pioneer who wears the tag with a sense of looseness, lightness even.
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