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Megan Thee Stallion

If you first encountered Megan Thee Stallion (Megan Pete) on Saturday Night Live where she excoriated Kentucky’s attorney general, you might consider her a new and savvy political light.

If you heard her collaborate with Cardi B on “WAP,” you might dub her a new queen of raunch. While the latter observation is closer to reality, the first proper album release from the Houston rapper, Good News (300 Entertainment), is all about the empowerment of women of color and the expression of positive sexuality. Sure, her collaborator guests like Da Baby may try some traditional male-dominant roles, but Megan is too fast for them. More important, the album provides necessary positive energy in very bleak times, which is her overt intention.

The album opens with a rapid settling of terms over the injuries from August when Canadian rapper Tory Lanez allegedly shot her in the feet. “Shots Fired” doesn’t waste time lamenting though, zooming rapidly to Megan’s tough survival skills. The album works best when she tries layered arrangements like “Don’t Rock Me to Sleep,” or the collaboration with SZA, “Freaky Girls.” The straightforward sexual swordfighting songs get a little repetitious after 17 tracks, but Megan Thee Stallion deserves credit for showing us 2020 offers plenty reasons to smile.

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