Although I am mostly a hip hop, jazz, R&B girl, I have those moments where I want to roll down my windows, crank up my stereo and listening to some good ol’ loud, aggressive rock music.
When I was in high school, my BFF and I would get a kick out of turning up the stereo in her parents’ Chevy mini van and make black folks in Inglewood raise their eyebrows as we sped down Crenshaw listening to Rage Against the Machine.
Even today, I still have those moments, when I’m so fed up, amped up, feeling-some-type-of-way-I-need-something-heavy, and when that happens I turn to rock. Give me my Lenny Kravitz, my Fishbone, my Rage Against the Machine, my TV on the Radio, my Bad Brains. All of it.
But what about you Clutchettes and Gents?
When it comes to rock music, what are you feeling?