Gil Scott-Heron
Before rap became a genre, it was a warning.
Gil Scott-Heron fused poetry and jazz into something that felt like the evening news told by someone who refused to sanitize it. His work dissected media, war, poverty, and political neglect with precision. Calm voice. Sharp edges.
He didn’t chant slogans. He narrated reality.
When he said the revolution would not be televised, it wasn’t performance. It was prediction.
The Revolution Will Not Be Televised:
Home Is Where the Hatred Is:
Whitey on the Moon:
Johannesburg:
Winter in America:
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