S.Pri Noir

He is one of those who are building the future of the rap scene in France. His name: S.Pri Noir. No surprise to see him there, because this friend of Nefkeu has already shown that he can be counted on to give a hard time to a world that is turning upside down. In a mined flow of punchlines, he thus asserts a conquering spirit.

He says he started music just to see. Malick Mendosa, alias S.Pri Noir, is basically a kid like any other, the son of a Senegalese mother and a Guinean father. But by dint of sharpening his flow, hanging out in Paris and rubbing shoulders with the top of the class, Nefkeu and Disiz on the front line, the young French MC has found the parade to stand out from the crowd: a well-crafted rap without complexes, which gets its inspiration from books, including Frantz Fanon's book, Peau noire, masques blancs (Black Skin, White Masks).

It swings on a systemic racist, the domination of finance, the political class. In short, S.Pri Noir, a fashion icon, thinks in open words. He doesn't hide behind ready-made formulas or metaphors that get lost in the shuffle. Here, it's frank, direct, as if to better introduce us to his hybrid and futuristic universe. Punchline after punchline, he thus becomes the reflection of a certain youth, one that asks itself questions, but above all provides many answers.

He is as poetic as he is political, S.Pri Noir, never forgetting his origins and sometimes even going as far as banging his fist on the table when he evokes France's colonial past. That's his leitmotiv: to say loud and clear what he thinks, in unarmed combat mode, who prefers words to guns to settle his scores with a society with multiple flaws. His sufferings, his anger and his hopes: as soon as he releases his rap, many take it for granted.