We don't know what it's like and we know we will never know but we stand with you. #BLM


We are here to amplify your voice!

At Father & Son, we understand the importance of amplifying a movement by helping others have their voices heard. So we will be handing over our Instagram posts to customers who would like a platform to speak. We will also be uploading them on our website. 

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Meet @charlylowry a NC singer songwriter. This is what she would like to share. Please continue reading in the comments below. .
I’m an Indigenous (Lumbee/Tuscarora) singer-songwriter from Robeson County, NC. Humbly speaking, one of my most poignant original songs to date, is a tune called "Brownskin". The lyrics of "Brownskin" address what it's like to literally walk in two worlds with pride: one in which I am surrounded by my community on a daily basis- people that look like me, talk with the same dialect, and have a shared living experience as Indigenous People living in a colonized United States. The other, beyond my Tribal territory- sticking out like a sore thumb as soon as I open my mouth, and having people ask, "what are you?" because they are perplexed by said dialect, the shade of my skin, and ways of being. My ways of being a proud Indigenous woman, but above all, a HUMAN BEING. "Brownskin" was written with women and young girls from my community in mind, but I want to extend the message specifically to my Black Brothers and Sisters. Continue to fight your way out of this box that society has tried to place you in ever since your ancestors stepped foot on this continent; you are more than the centuries of pain and blood shed. Regardless of what the devious, white supremacists and systemic institutions want to brainwash you into believing, BLACK LIVES MATTER!


Meet Troy a kind-hearted sommelier and musician. This Is what Troy has to say. •
“I’ve always looked up to my grandfather who passed away in 2013. His wisdom was so genuine and insightful and reached you no matter who you were. He raised 7 girls along with my grandmother in the middle of New York City. Drove MAC trucks 6 months out of the year & still remained a loving father and husband and raised my mother to be the amazingly strong woman she is today. My fondest memories of him were the conversations we had at the dinner table. How he rode the bus with my aunts to school because white children would make fun of their homemade clothes, how he had to fight for his job every year when yearly evaluations were being held, how he would wait outside for his daughters as they interviewed for jobs and got turned away because they “didn’t fit the profile”, how he set up domestic abuse relief organizations in the neighborhood because the police claimed “they never got the report through dispatch” I’ve always strived to be as brave and strong as he was. I remember him telling me “We make what the world is around us, not alone but together” He always had the support of neighbors, friends, the neighborhood, & coworkers who would stick up for him. His words reached everyone, it was infectious, you couldn’t help but to listen. I have always remember that. Today when I woke up I didn’t feel alone, I didn’t feel like I was the only one who has my back, I didn’t feel like if I spoke out today in a crowd only a few would actually take in what I want to say. There were THOUSANDS of us out there nationwide for justice, peace, our fucking black rights, Our security in a nation that is supposed to be for everyone. When I looked around in the middle of a crowd surrounded by EVERYONE I wasn’t alone. We are heard, we are TOGETHER. Every day when I wake up and see that we have NOT stopped marching to change the way this nation is running, my battery is charged. I lace up my shoes & continue to march again. I know the black community won’t stop, I know that WE won’t stop & I know that my grandfather (Charles Dean Barns) wouldn’t Stop. We have to do this together & we will do this together!


Meet @napwrighta designer, breakdancer and founder of @becauseus . This is what he has to say. •

I had a conversation with my mother Friday evening about how she had to sit in the 'colored' section of the movie theater when she was a teenager. It hurt, and she knew it wasn't right, but she didn't want to cause any trouble so she just went ahead and sat down to watch a film. I talked to my dad Saturday morning about how hurt he was that he dedicated 28 years of his life to the Army to fight for this country, to create change, and he's watching an idiot in the The White House fueling the hatred in America. That his son, daughters, and grandsons are dealing with the same things he and my mother did 70 years ago. And then last night, I witnessed the country and the city that I love feel the internal hurt of racism, externally. It burns. It breaks. That's how it feels inside. What you are seeing happen is what we as a community carry inside of us. Every day. Out of necessity, we've developed mechanisms to function at our job, social gatherings, etc.. Because if you are black, and you are upset, angry, or stressed, you are feared. Yet somehow. Somehow. We still find joy. We find it in our music. We find it in our dance. We find it in our food. We find it in our culture and our community. Historically, in the midst of hardship, we create things like Jazz, Hip-Hop, The Blues, Rock and Roll. We are resilient. And we do this, while still having the heart, to welcome people from all different backgrounds. So I will continue to be resilient. And to those who are newly feeling this hurt. This disbelief. This is what it feels like when the hurt from the past and the present collide. Time is irrelevant. Pain is transcendent. Remember. 
Photo by @br4vry


Meet Jamil aka @imboulevards an amazing funk musician and friend to everyone. He had supported our shop so much over the years, now we support him. We asked him what words he would like to share. He wanted us to share one of his previous posts. Please make sure you check out his original post as I couldn’t fit everything he has to say in one post. 


“First and foremost I want to say I’m no political expert, activist, or preacher. Woke up this morning with a text from people asking how I’m doing? The answer is I’m fine but I’m angry, sad, irritated, frustrated. 20 % unemployment and more than 120,00 deaths from a virus. And the tip the iceberg, the killings of innocent unarmed black men. When is this going to stop? When will racists stop killing us black men? When will it be safe to walk the streets and live as a black man? Will it ever be safe to drive? Start a business? be successful? Live in a white neighborhood? Go for a run? Live amongs whites? Never? Why do racists feel superior among blacks? Why is white America afraid of black people? I am a human being just like you. I have goals, ambitions, trying to live a good life but you still won’t stop killing us. why? This has been going on for years, racists killing black people. This is the tipping point! The revolution is being televised as we speak. I’m worried how it will end with a void in our leadership. Where is the president? Where are the black celebrities? Where is the black leadership? Come on black Hollywood! Are you worried about your “brand”? America is burning and anarchy is what we are seeing before our eyes. I watched my city of “downtown Raleigh, NC” get destroyed by looters and rioters on social media. Not the way protests should be done! Some of my friend’s businesses are destroyed. Trying to make a come back from a pandemic. And that makes me sad and disgusted. I understand the frustration and anger but this is isn’t how we protest. The killing of innocent black people has been going on for years. I have so many questions. Unfortunately, the answers will remain uncertain. Our country is divided as ever with no leadership. I feel it’s my responsibility to speak up.” #blacklivesmatter


Meet @danielchavis the very fashionable and talented vocalist for The Veldt. Daniel is one to always greet people with a hug! we asked Daniel what words he wanted to share with people. This is what he had to say. 

"My heart goes out to my community and all of my friends who realize just how much the black community is in peril at this moment. Now is a time for education and reorganization of the way we treat each other in this world before it becomes too late as the events of late have just shown"


Meet @Orlandoparkerjr a very talented vocalist with a kind heart and smile that would light up any room. We asked Orlando what words he would want to share with people. This is what he had to say. “When I see people write. “I don’t see color”, I immediately think to myself, well then you don’t see ME.’ My approach to people is different than some in the way of, I see people’s differences first it helps me to know how I need to respect them.



Yesterday a white Facebook friend wrote this to me: “I don’t get it. What’s the difference in having a black friend?” My response to this “Theater performer” was, “you couldn’t possibly be an actor without understanding the complexities of the people. Based on where they come from and what they’ve experienced. You must realize some of these differences are based on race, some on gender or economic status, some on other things… Because you understand these differences you approach each character differently-- they are not all the same.


So, if one is capable of seeing that each character must be studied and approach differently, then why wouldn’t wanna be able to comprehend that their black friends, if they actually had any would also need to have their differences noted, and then respected, to be understood in a way that allows for harmonious coexistence?” 


We are different; we are not the same. 

That is what is so beautiful. 

Despite our differences, we are still of equal human value worth and importance.

That is also wonderful.