07/20/2025
🎼💭 Have you ever been told you didn’t belong—
…not because you weren’t good enough,
…but because they couldn’t imagine someone like you doing it?
🎻 Ever had a gift so strong it kept you up at night—
but the world around you kept saying,
“That’s not your place”?
🎤 Ever had to lower your voice just to be heard—
then realized silence was never your language?
Then you already understand the power of Florence B. Price.
Even if you’ve never heard her name.
Until now.
👑 Florence wasn’t just a composer.
She was a storm in symphony form.
In 1933, she became the first Black woman to have her symphony performed by a major U.S. orchestra.
Not jazz.
Not gospel.
But classical music — the so-called “elite” space they swore wasn’t hers.
🎼 And she didn’t just walk in the room.
She rewrote the sheet music.
But they didn’t clap loud enough.
They didn’t teach her name in schools.
And when she passed, her work was left in an attic.
📦 Buried. Boxed up. Forgotten.
Until someone opened that attic decades later…
…and found greatness waiting.
🧠 Florence was a single mom, a Southern genius,
a Black woman in classical music when none of those identities were “welcome” in that world.
But she showed up anyway.
With grace. With fire.
With generations of soul behind every note.
🔥 So let’s be clear:
She wasn’t let in.
She kicked in the door—
then wrote an entire symphony while they stood there stunned. 🎹💥
💡 Florence’s story isn’t just about music.
It’s about every woman who’s had to fight for recognition in a room full of whispers.
It’s about you.
So yeah—drop her in the group chat.
🎷Text your cousin who thinks classical music never had soul.
Let somebody’s daughter know:
You don’t need permission to be legendary.
Your voice belongs here.
Just like Florence’s did. 💖🎶
