Name |
Foxy Brown |
Height |
5' 3 |
Naionality |
USA |
Date of Birth |
6 September 1976 |
Place of Birth |
Brooklyn, New York, USA |
Famous for |
Rapper |
Half a decade after Queen Latifah first made a stand for hip-hop feminism, the dominant strategy for female empowerment in the rap game was simply to play the nasty card: If they're gonna call you a bitch and a ho, then be the nastiest damn bitch and the skankiest damn ho you can be. Questionable logic, to be sure -- though Madonna rode a similar if less explicit whore/queen routine to global fame and lots of feminist hurrahs -- but it spawned some of the '90s' boldest and most talented female rap stars. The former Inga Marchand of Brooklyn, who rechristened herself after a Pam Grier flick, was the biggest, and perhaps the nastiest. On Ill Na Na she makes bitch-positive declarations of sexuality ("If he don't do the right thing like Spike Lee/Bye-bye wifey, make him lose his Nikes/Hit the road") and boasts about the wild life; her relationship with men is both dependent -- she announces "holy matrimony" with her crew, the Firm -- and combatively, pornographically flirty. It's equality of the sexes at the lowest order. Then come the morning-after albums, which find her pushing the same material much harder (Chyna Doll's "Dog & a Fox," a duet with DMX, is perhaps the crassest sex-therapy session ever: "Ya bitches suck a dick/Y'all niggaz eat a clit/Yeah, you think you fuckin' slick/Y'all niggaz ain't shit") and, whenever she isn't grabbing her crotch or cussing out sucka lady MCs, moaning with depression and regret: on Broken Silence's "Fallin' " and "The Letter," she contemplates death, perhaps suicide. A hard-knock life indeed. (BEN SISARIO)