Talk Hard at Limelight Cafe – Coarse Language in Barbadian Poetry for emphasis or shock effect? Which is more potent? (PG-13: Language, Sexual Matter)
I have been having very C&W since late December, part of the reason this is only now appearing. I have been taking the precaution of saving the entries on Microsoft Word before Publishing so if the Net goes off at least I have an entry to restore later despite Blogger’s autosave facility, their programme is normally a few paragraphs behind what I have scripted…from
Now for the Talk Hard event at (the club’s first anniversary is coming up and they should update their website as part of the celebration) that everyone was looking fwd to, let’s get the bad out of the way one time – cussing…
Ebonnie Rowe was guilty of it (Prince wrote a song on it – , but more on her performance anon), so amazingly did the heroes of the night – Amenyama and DJ Simmons too, but theirs was mild (they used the good ol’ Bajan “sh**e” as in rhymes with Kite, who were in Holetown for Saturday nite, but the word was uttered three times by that Dynamic Duo if so much, further in I will say why); then there was this guy called Kashi Brown…
The woman in the audience who have heard him before were sort of like “Oh, that again,” but initiates were agape at his oft-called references to his penis, his ability to bring a woman to orgasm and generally the use of as direct words as possible.
Suppose someone brought children with them to show Barbadian culture is not just wuk-up? The speakers were working well, what if Police wandered by to see ifwas alright and they decide to close the place down as a haven of obscenity?
Until the new administration revamps laws of Freedom Of Speech, Freedom Of Information as well as matters of Integrity – we do have to abide by archaic legislation favouring those who wield or rule – instead of an even distribution of rights as vindicated by all the people.
Don’t forget, in Trinidad they lock you up REGARDLESS of what or who your connections are – DMX, Foxy Brown (she’s a Trini descendant too) and quite a few Jamaican chanters have been brought to bear under Trinbago’s long arm of the law for using coarse language at a public venue.
I am by no means a prude, if something irritates me or if I stub a toe or mash a finger then you may hear more than a few delightful invectives from me… Even if only in a private convo between friends, I may let go a few dirty jokes, but it is not ALL the time nor is it every other word and certainly not necessarily in an open forum!
Nor am I saying there should not be social commentary, far from it ? in fact there was one dude who does not shy from the issues?
Fitzroy uses one cussword and not very often, it is one of two cuss-words which identifies a Barbadian, this being the infamous (the other is the variation on the that sounds like SOUP) but he did not use it Saturday night and had no need to – yet he was powerful and brought the house down!
He did “Bad Man” a cappella (that was one of his earliest references to his sword, what we call a ), then he brought Garvie on stage for “The Way I Move,” he was so serious about his delivery the man took off his socks and boots!
There were also appearances from Denise Charles who sang and talked ?Discovered Faith? (her son Sergio created the back-beat for the song) ? a tune where it seemed a little too structured this time around and I feel she may be one of those artistes who are just better off pre-recorded.
The song seemed to be critically examining how commercialized many religions are growing into and how this can conflict with a true search for God, then two of Denise?s sons ? Nikolai and Sergio ? delivered their original yet 50-cent flavoured ?Checka Da System.?
The group As Man also was part of the lineup, as well as a young lady from Ethiopia (set to appear again at Limelight again tomorrow night) with stirring accompaniment on saxophone and a Guyanese lass also cussing too.
Alyson Holder, one of the Barbados Advocate’s bright sparks, came on stage to deliver an untitled peon to sensuality, without getting coarse ? showing that a simple touching of lips or holding of hands and even a meeting of minds can create more sizzle than the surface of white hot dwarf during the middle of summer!
Granger (also one of the deejays that night for Mayhem Soundz), one of the very first ppl to appear on my Blog, spoke at Talk Hard ? he chanted in a completely relaxed manner of snakes walking and cats slithering and hinting at politics and change and sent the audience to their feet in their approval of his one serving!
Also on a political tip is Le Mot Juste co-founder Enricco Bohne back from Tokyo and minus his locks, apart from giving a preview of what he plans to slam February 10th, he also dealt with how when one of his events had a sponsor they didn?t want too many controversial issues.
Garvie Griffith played separate to Fitzroy that night and delivered a tune of heartache called ?Out Of Season,? while lyrically intellectual like Sting or Michael Franks, nevertheless his vocal stylings are his own, and his guitar fretwork can be construed by some as reminiscent of the fingering found in the Animals? version of ?House Of The Rising Sun.?
Garvie asked the audience what they wanted to hear and the consensus was for “Rythm of A Soulmate,” which used music to describe the connection of a budding romance – I have heard him do it before without guitar – but for this occasion he had his trusty instrument with him and therefore we heard a sweet stringed backbeat accompanying the beautiful tale of serendipity bringing ppl closer together.
Ebonnie Rowe, an erstwhile compatriot of Virgo Communications, delivered a spoken word item on being tired – how she is tired of Britney Spears; tired of men not knowing her G-Spot is between her ears and she knows that she can find a book on “THINGS HE TOLD ME” under fiction. She used M***er-F***er twice, so I think which while not abusive was a bit superfluous as the way the freestyle poem was structured, I am sure she could have found an alternative for that situation.
The article itself was aimed more for an overseas market than a Barbadian audience and many of the references she drew seemed to sail clean over the crowd’s heads and brows. For me it’s a typical female Afro-American men-bashing diatribe.
Apart from DJ Simmons and Adrian Green – a fellow to watch for is Rommell Griffith * aka * “Yoshi,” who gave two performances – one immediately apparent and the other deceptive in its initial innocuousness.
“I Am Confident” could be considered political or social commentary it is also a pep-talk, yet is all and none of them! I loved the part when he stated his self-awareness of his abilities was such that as Yoshi told the ppl,”…cut my own umbilical cord…” and had the crowd bawling with glee.
Louisa Nurse was running late because she was busy composing a spoken poem celebrating the night’s event and that was her topic, “Talking Hard” and she gave truth and the crowd lapped it up.
Adrian Green and the newly revamped DJ Simmons (he wore green that night, and he chanted like he was ready for WAR) wound up the folk at the beginning and the end. Like when Amenyama looked at political constipation and how Parliament needs a laxative (that’s when the Bajan version of the S-Bomb was dropped as in – politicians do a lot of…), while DJ took a more socio-economic view; for when a body goes and buys a big-up car yet barely has $5.00 to put for gas and nurses a Sprite for the night!
For my vote, Talk Hard has a good cabinet but the fringe elements need to be more carefully selected.