Afropunk Atlanta this year…wowzers. First of all, let me just say that my first Afropunk Atlanta was last year. I went both days and the experience was amazing. The lineup, the people, the vibes…all good.
Fast forward to this year. Me and my sis, Jai, only attended on Saturday and I think thats where I got myself fucked up. Saturday was the “punk” in Afropunk and my ass was not ready. Based on the lineup, I probably should have went Sunday instead. My bad. Moral of the story is, check the lineup and then do your research. If you’re going to make the committment to attend a festival, you gotta know what you’re getting yourself into. For me, it’s all about the vibes. So next time, I’m only going if I really fuck with the artists.
Still met some cool people, including a fella that I dubbed “Hood Superman” due to his extra floor length red spraypainted durag which I enjoyed very much. Another chick that sold me her cool handmade KROONZ hat. Reminded me somewhat of the Nigerian hat that I was wearing. So I showed love, which sometimes directly equates to giving dem dollas. How else can we grow, right? Also, this other chick asked if we could take a picture together because she liked my style and felt like I was her in another universe or time. I told her that she sounded like Kanye. No shade. It was just true, lol.
Did any of you all attend Afropunk Atlanta this year? What were your thoughts?
Song of the day: Flipp Dinero- Leave me alone
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