I loved Lenny like a big brother from the moment he hit because I was a Black Rock chick in Cleveland (Rock N Roll hall of fame is there for a good reason) and he was the truth of what Rock music was from jump, no matter wtf mofos screamed from the sidelines as he came up. The dude who momentarily became the bane of my existence on the heels of being a muse for me? All our beef stemmed from him saying some raggedy shit about Lenny to his own harem( that I was cool with, fulla cybernetic crazies tho it was)in front of me and my popping the fuck off so brutally with the “I will beat your fucking ass over fn Lenny if you Eva go there again when yo ass has Two fn songs you’ve been fully true to you on to his Albums of having the balls to be true to himself-” …in ‘front’ of his bitches ( who, once again…I loved). [Being on-linewas so much more fun back then] In fact, the only other time that guy got me close to upending his Lil “imma stalk you for deciding not to play no more” years later mess was when he threatened LK in the backrooms. Like cut yo throat pissed, I got. #funtimes. Artemisian Anger rebirth, all “this motherfucker wanna die? Because iii have my license up to Date!” Evil Angel mode.

…but it was because I simply loved him. Had nothing to Do with schtupping him then lol.I hated that jealous Black people tried to lowkey bully him via peer pressure for touching down looking like that, being like that. & it made me wanna box because I’d lived through having to box’em too. There’s a lot more altBlack folks afoot these days.

In all honesty…I believe to this day that Kravitz is quietly the best Tailor/Designer his generational wave produced, All-Around. He leans into his designhead like no other genX dude out there. It’s all exquisite maximalist/minimalist craft with him. & I watched people try to discount his skills. At it. Box him in to music. But even his music is painstakingly Designhead. My crush( I mean that sexually lol) actually grew out of respect for That unequivocal expression of all that. It is ALOT to take in as an ouevre… there’s art still to do in that key for me too. and that insane #designhead of his kept me randy once it hit for years with his Lil mean-pretty, Satyrian yet true God Loving ass. Punchdrunk. & God had both of us walkong out celibate seasons respectively too. The more I flung me into relishing every aspect of getting to DO /grievechronic\ to my true spec… the more the crush shifted to just love that out lived the lil nonsensical whathaveyous that also were keyed to it. I’d still beat an ass over Lenny tho. But all this time later, I also know that he might beat me To it. Which makes me happily be able to stand down.