The surprise single – which dropped the day before last winter’s Super Bowl and which Queen B defiantly and confidently performed at the big game before dropping her latest game elevator, LEMONADE, in the spring – had it all:
A bold feministic message.
A declarative and definitive acknowledgement of self.
And a contagiously sick beat.
It was a long-con rally cry for a year that’s not yet over and, best of all, for a story – a history...a herstory – that’s yet to be fully written.
“Formation” is not only the song of the year. It is the song of the future.
Time to get,
Indeed, time to slay: