Hip-hop has generally found it difficult to deal with artists who either (A) talk about complex feelings or (B) have personal issues themselves. Is now the time for change?
It's already been a source of empowerment for many, but how else can it help?
According to Thomas Mailaender's book of 1930s rich kids climbing the university buildings, at least.
Joining the privileged for a post-exam piss-up on Suicide Sunday.
Did the river police really catch the Emily Davison of our times in their twat-net?