The Story of a Wounded Homosexuality in Majuscule (Capital Letters). Freckles dotting her face, fiery red locks, there’s a bit of “Fifi Brin d’Acier” in Majuscule. The young artist signed to New Times Song has released her “Saisons” in stores. An EP that reflects her without excessive arrogance, with a lot left unsaid. A haunting slam flowing from her unique and gritty voice, and above all, a language that defies imagination. This language carved in stone, vanity of the French language, an exception in French musicality that has always favored substance over form, transports you to a universe as dark as it is unfamiliar. Majuscule, both in substance and form, is a girl abandoned and wounded. Today, standing at just 1.60 meters tall, she dominates, through her experience, the masturbatory ramblings of the dominant male in French rap.
The Reasons for Anger
And yet, the life of this Majuscule was like the Ballade of Hades, a dance with the demon, both joyful and dramatic, that deported the 14-year-old girl far from her family into a world that the world never wanted to see.
Majuscule is born into a family dominated by a traditionalist Catholic woman and a father who is far too absent to stand against the circumstances’ matriarchy. She discovers her homosexuality from a very young age: “Honestly, by the time I was five, I had a glimpse of it. I wasn’t playing ‘doctor’ with boys.” Perhaps she’s pretending to fit in and feel “normal.” At the age of 6, she even ventures into a love affair with an infatuated boy who gives her a bouquet of flowers in class. “The teacher thought they were for her, and in front of the whole class, he said no, they were for me.” Then comes the time of disasters, when she unintentionally comes out to her parents. Her father “has always been a bit hidden behind my mother when it comes to education, and actually, when it comes to anything concerning us. He speaks little, acts more.” Her mother erupts in furious anger and accuses her of being a pedophile: “Do you think she would let you be around your cousins?” This is followed by a complete rejection by the matriarch.
Majuscule continues to identify as heterosexual or bisexual. At 18 years old, she experiences a blackout at a friend’s place. She is immediately sent to a psychiatric hospital, where she will endure the hell of forced medication. Pumped full of neuroleptics by psychiatrists who have no understanding of the distress of this “young girl,” she cannot comprehend the behavior of her doctors, who treat her worse than homophobic police officers at a police station. Perhaps they are trying to ease the burden on the family. But Majuscule emerges transformed from those two weeks in the psychiatric hospital. She feels soulless, her mind knows only turmoil and suffering.
So her mother decides to place her with “some guy.” She even offers to give him 300 euros per month, but the guy refuses, saying, “It’s not necessary, he knew he could fuck/rape me.” And so the dance with Lucifer begins:
I started selling a lot, a lot of drugs, and I also started to really, I mean really, get fed up. And I started to embrace myself, and strangely enough, when I no longer accepted him touching me, well, I had to leave. A vile and disgusting creature.
Find the second issue, “The Ballad of Hades,” available tomorrow.