The album stands the test of time as one of the most enlightening and heartbreaking pieces of artwork to come out of the 90s. For my money, it’s arguably the best album released in the last 25 years. There was a maturity there that exceeded Lauryn’s 24 years and gave me an understanding of love at 12 years old that I’ve carried with me to this very day.
As one of the strongest, most misunderstood artists of our generation, Lauryn Hill created a moment in time so concentrated in love and passion that it was about to burst. Then like a puff of smoke she was gone. The world needs another explosion like this one to rattle itself from its rust-tinged reverie. Until then, we’ll allow The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill to educate us in the ways of humanity.