The Final Revival of Opal & Nev

by Dawnie Walton

Because that is my responsibility, from one black artist to another. They like to say, usually about us, “Oh, So-and-So just has a natural talent, a natural rhythm, you can’t explain it.” Ain’t that disrespectful? Like, ain’t this an art form that we practice too? That we put our brains and sweat and heart and soul behind so we can learn and improve, just like you?

this is what I say about America—we always gotta be assigning shit, always labeling it and stuffing it in a box. Always dictating who’s allowed to own what. But end of the day, that don’t have nothing to do with the music, you dig? The music is fire and passion and soul, and however you express it is how you express it.