Fourteen years is a long time. Hell if he waited a month it would have been fifteen. The last time a D'Angelo album was out I was nearly a teenager. It's been a minute is all I'm trying to say. And here we finally get Black Messiah, and it's real and right on time. With the nation at a racial crossroads unlike we've seen since the LA riots, D'Angelo drops a politically charged album dripped in the neo soul sound he helped pioneer and it's just what we need. He probably no longer has that six pack but I'm proud to say the voice is still silk. And while it could have never lived up to the hype more than a decade of waiting can build up, it doesn't have to. The second you push play, you forget all that nonsense, because it's D'Angelo y'all and gentlemen don't sing like this no more. Now some people won't get it. And that's fine. It's for us, not them. And it's a Christmas a few days early.