Have you ever seen Beats, Rhymes, and Life: The Travels of A Tribe Called Quest? You should, one, because it’s fascinating, and two, because director and producer Michael Rapaport manages to make some of it About Him in only a way that Michael Rapaport can. Anyway, in it, Q-Tip discusses his mindset after the group’s mind-blowing debut album, Peoples Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm: “They were talking about a sophomore jinx. Sophomore jinx? What the fuck is that? I’m going to make the Low End Theory.” Their follow-up record is one of the greatest albums of all time.
Here’s Hairpin 3.0’s Low End Theory: We were not like most girls. We lied, died, and celebrated our favorite tee. We got some busy jellyfish to exercise with us, bloodfeasted on the best sandwich in town, and then popped by the doctor for a quick, run-of-the-mill stool examination. Fun! We dismantled the idea that white ideals of beauty are the only valid ones, went to the just for kydz fun zone, wished for self-washing hair, and didn’t feel bad if we made friends from the internet, as long as they weren’t Nev Schulman. We mounted a fox. We lost our voice, but never lost our spirit. Alright! The Source gives us five mics.
Really, though, Haley and I are both proud of this week, and we hope you are too. As always, call or beep us, if you wanna reach us (we’re just your basic average girls, but we’re here to save the world) — comments, concerns, questions, pie recipes are all welcome. A follow up to a question posed last week: the spam is still in the process of being slayed, but it’s been a little better in the past week, no? All thanks goes to Dusty. Behind the scenes: Haley is off getting a tattoo, and I’m considering learning how to cross-stitch. We both bought tickets to see Mindy Kaling and Emily Nussbaum in the The New Yorker Festival and had the above reaction. How are you?
Because we love the ladies: before you go, relish Hairpin pal Michelle Markowitz’s summer fling, and read Mallory Ortberg’s righting of a wrong/her own list of disruptors after Vanity Fair released their atrocious one. Full disclosure: Haley and I are on it, but so are so many women that we love and respect and Instagram stalk (hi, Pilot), and we endorse it for them, not us. You’re all on my list of “The Best”, and I wish you the happiest weekend.