[Updated 2.6.20. Said below; Festus Coxsone who I met once at my house and another, St Agnes. Stickler and accuaracy in saying a friend. 'Shoutsouth Assoc', more like. He did teach me to say 'Dreadful..., 'sound/music/song/PRODUCTION'. The hardest, and highest, compliment. His, on the 'Lovelight' album/song, if I remember. Never felt right saying it, 'me not Festus', it's the way, he, says it.]
Get give some the cringe and the prayer. Got to do what I consider true, real, and means a lot. The producing '-need', is an open-to-God exercise. Truthscoop on Sundays and the bias on Plant a Seed. Mon. to Fri. Not ya thing, uncomfortable? Bored? Have in mind, a handful of readers. Small gatherings are good.
Grateful, and one. Would do.
Seen a catch. Got to go, Up. Whileschools we're,waiting, the allways-cooling, and uplifing, Tracy C.
Race-speaking songs:(1.) Philosophy, and historical perspective; (2.) The exchange, and rock, re-vamp's the blues; (3.) 'Rock', not-forgetting.
LEAVE BETHEL ON, WHEN OUT. YEAH. "Being silly, that?" Am I? Don't, somehow..., think so. Out for a while, back in and this-a-blaring. Wasn't thinking another chorus? Appreciate might look, 'MJ Evangelising'?
Likes to push a little and "Look-Look, listen". 'Far be it...' and 'course not. Not nuts. Not, into that kind of 'Christian nutter'. Got own my own brand. Ways, up-front and open, and stand-by: There's grace and space. Or, 'in a car' or otherwise, Confess.
Attest and test by; Scripture, Reason, and Tradition. Still leaves us,wanting. That'll be God the Holy Spirit, seeking, to 'get involved'.
We Need God, the living, moving and loving one. Present, presence, 'more than' natural and silent. In not coming-out, with weird over-familier in 'God-speaking' banter. Presumption, isn’t ‘Faith in God’.
We're called to sow, and watch. Believe God, and the verses, here and there; Light us...,up, and/or, light up as words? Takes God. Not a 'book'/book alone.
"Yeah", [yet, again] read, and who be saying 'a lightweight'? Walter Brueggemann, encapsulated the outlook. 'Nothing past the mid-19th Century... etc. Consdered. There to re-buff, and dis-count.
Walter's confirmation verse: Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path.
Four p.m. got 'ton-else' to do. Look at 9 pm. Take Two.
P.S. (post-Scripture, rewind):
None on the essentials am up for are out of 'Bethel line'. Depending on how the line and, 'secondaries' gets drawn?
Not like Orthodox, Catholic. Or Reformation, 'Reform-ed' Evangelicals, aka., Calvin 'calls the shots', lot. One more Pope. Orthodox, it's a 'group effort' and, early 'Church Fathers' rule.
All the teachers etc., maintaining, no-theological anything-important, or influential for the past?
About a hundred and fifty years? 'God absent? Said and done, all needed?'
Good-News-ing, and Not-happening-ism. Difference? The reading of the parable of sower? It's a ride and all God-doing -vs./or- Farm Boy:
The one, that was,'blaring.'
[Mon 13:46]Tonight, back on, to close/write on, the post.
[01:31]Text up in morn. Monday’s Plant a Seed goes up? Says, ‘Sunday School Closed’.
Big Up, Samson.Met earlier. Polite and attentive, as I did some, ‘evange-playlist-ism’ -ing. Shout-Out to Gals and quick ‘chat-a-bout’, minutes later. Pink-hair and pal, looked to grasp the ‘playlist plug’ and one minute to explain. Went to talking about the reaction, and asked; “are you a writer?”
“No,” and, the same answer, for a few years of asking.
Try another Ad?
Ya ne’er know?
Young fella on the road, young man with skateboard. Reminded to post on my three or so months, San Fransico, 1982. Thanks for the nudge.
[23:35]goin’ off and a break, stop piddlin’ around in Sunday school. On for half twelve.
Words of the Confession:
This one of 'em ones man/You just in the car man, it's like when you're in the car you just/You just think about everything man/Definitely when you like, you by yourself/And you just cruising on the highway man/Yeah this, this got me thinking/Uh, I'm smoking on that cat piss/Swerving through traffic, listening to trap shit/My windows ain't tinted so niggas notice me/Four braids, Yankee fitted, yeah niggas know it's me/I'm everywhere comfortable but I'm still attentive/A young nigga with money will make niggas offended/I ain't flashy, I'm classy but ain't stupid either/Never show off to niggas that's hungry and eager/My brother's keeper, I'm loyal, it's all in my demeanor/A true believer, I believe when they didn't believe her/That's why I don't let opinions affect me/I do what I wanna do, if they do or they don't accept me/They expect me to give up, I almost did/Things went from moving fast, to slow motion/I was, losing focus, stuck on that evil potion/It was, smooth on the surface but underneath it was broken/Hoping to find hope, in this hopeless world we live in/What you give is what you're given/Gotta make wise decisions, gotta stay tunnel vision/Gotta avoid collision, keep scratching the surface, and keep yo palms itching/Gotta pay moms a visit, damn it's been awhile/I been working, she keep telling me, she miss her child/I find myself passing her house then I spin around/She say I'm always movin', ma I just can't sit around/On my ass, 'cause the cash ain't gon' come to us/When we was down who gave a dime or gave a fuck for us/So instead of makin' it hard, I made it fun for us/Make it easy so when you need it you just run to us/But it's a lot of pressure, I'm tryna stick and move through this shit/Fixin these bumps on the road so I can just cruise through this shit/Livin' my life on the road I'm tryna get used to this shit/And when they throw dirt I just act like a broom to this shit/Tryna stay true to this shit even when they lie on me/World on my shoulders my girl can't even cry on me/God watching over me, the Devil probably spy on me/I been going through some shit, Kenneth keep an eye on me/I know it been a drought, but to my fans, don't go dry on me/If you wanna picture, take a picture, don't get shy on me/I'm here to inspire, I admire that you admire me/I been in the dark but I promise you'll see a brighter me/I'm sorry/To my supporters, man/I love you all/I just wanna say thank you/For supporting me since the day one/These motherfucker don't wanna see me win man/I don't know why, but we gon' win anyway/Uh, I came straight out the pussy with a microphone/Boy I swear I couldn't leave that mic alone/Everybody clear the room, I like to write alone/I'm in my zone, bass bouncin' off the Styrofoam/I'm never in between I'm either hot or cold/Can't be a loser, I maneuver like I got a clone/I'm out here in these streets like I ain't got a home/And you barely hear from me like I ain't got a phone/'Cause it's no days off, it's no days off/I know it sounds a little painful but it pays off/Social sites was distracting, so I stayed off/Spoke to God then me and Satan had a face-off/I swear my life was like a rocket, then it takes off/First I plotted, then I got it, couldn't wait long/I put the pedal to the metal then took the brakes off/And I kept it A1 like the steak sauce/My paychecks used to be a pair of Jordan's and I know I can't afford 'em/But I went ahead and bought 'em/Then I quit, started slangin'/Spent my money on recordin'/Yeah the studio was small but man that shit made me a fortune/That shit made me a fortune, man/These motherfuckers tryna stop me/Y'all can't stop me/This is forever/This shit forever, man/I mean that/Fuck 'em!
[22:40], OFF and back, do the last image and write, at midnight.
[21:11], back.O what blast.Do a few images and up, on to tap through to the final hymn.
Like it, when people add, “I have: ‘gay/black/white’, friends.” Fair play, ‘makes a difference’. Increase data, inform our opinion.
“Tell me more?,” I say.
Observation shaped by experience. My ‘all-about’, can’t think of negatives and, gay/black, experience. Latino…
Through recent ‘scoop and seedin’, two pictures. Into, burning photographs, don’t keep ‘em. Prefer to snap a new one, if required. Here and the, only ‘hetro’ [man], in the village’. Red 'blush', shoved on, makes m'gob look odd.
Friday, 1983, 8th Street Playhouse, about 11.30 pm. Full photo below. 1
The Ritz, NY, ‘82. Left facing, white shirt. Oh what a surprise?: ‘Chatterbox-ing’.
Burning Photographs,Ryan Adams.
I FINALLY SEE THE LIGHT/Down on the east side/Wasted like a memory/If I had a car, I'd drive/Straight off the bridge into the river, it would empty me/Pretty pictures in a magazine/Everybody is so make believe, it's true/I used to be sad/Now I'm just bored with you/You're doomed to repeat the past/'Cause nothing is gonna last/I burned all your photographs/Traffic sings the songs/Inviting me in, to dodge the bullets from an empty gun/If I had a car, I'd drive, straight into the window of a bank I owed, money to/Pretty pictures in a magazine/Everybody is so make believe, it's true/I used to be sad/Now I'm just bored with you/You're doomed to repeat the past/'Cause nothing is gonna last/I burned, all your, photographs/And all the time you're so unhappy/And everything to you's so heavy/But oh my word ain't you so pretty now/There's nothing to make up, now/No one to wake up now/She's starting to break up, ...Wow/Pretty pictures in a magazine/Everybody is so make believe, it's true/I used to be sad/Now I'm just bored with you/You're doomed to repeat the past/'Cause nothing is gonna last/I burned all your photographs.
’1977. Everton Dacres [Nb., ...about all available info.], cousin to Barrington Levy and member of the Mighty Multitudes group along with Barrington, cut only a few tunes as a solo artist and this is one of them. Produced by Lloyd ‘Charmers’ Tyrell, issued on his LTD label’. Reggae Fever.
[18.36] Back..., but didn’t get to cycle so 8-9, jump and wail, next and now, no blog, ‘til: ‘Evening Service’, 9 pm. “Bring ya Bible.”
TWO PM, The subject Race-ism, and spit-it-out; don’t believe ‘race’ identifies what goes on, while dubbed the dangerous social menace. What’s the discrimination about, that could include, motives about skin colour? More, less, or not the issue?
Set me table and soap box up to do a short burst and intro. Out for hour or two, and ‘pon return take five people, and look at ‘people colour’. Look at, what... can be seen. Due to a personal afro-centric bias and hanging about, come music biz.’ing, will use the exercise and tool; observations, feelings, needs and requests.
To attempt to beat wondering-off into stories and sub- or assoc. issues?
Ask and answer specifics, if R-ism isn’t it, or primary, in what’s goin’ on. Included, are witness statements, ideas and perspectives recalled from conversations.
1976-81 in the UK, and the rise of reggae and meeting Rastafarians and/or non-Rasta, Jamaicans.
1981-84. Puerto Rican, and the majority, in the States.
The Lower East Side (NY) and living inside the borders of the Latino, ‘open’ drug market, upheld until 1985.
South London 1998 – 2004.
West London 2005 – 2015.
[Four pm, can’t carry on. Back seven, on for 8. Harder playlist’, the cycle’ soundtrack.]
‘I just can’t believe things people say’. The four or five who come to mind:
Jasper (taxi driver), Dennis Rowe, Leslie Love and Eric. (?) (Brixton nights/parties), Niko Dey.
Knew all for some years, “friends”.
Nothing written will disclose the specifics, or attribute “he said...” All ‘good-one’s’ in my memory.
One observation will note, since the one saying it was clear and forthright in what. Makes sense, yet demonstrated a bold exclaim.
Representing a record he's on. Called “m’manager.”' I'd say, ‘Shoutsouth Coordinator'. Carrying out an album, with a manon it who voiced a big tune in the Taxi All-Stars mania. Music, set m'world alight, circa., 1980.
Junior Delgardo. Came to see me at ‘Lovelight’ (album title, 12 singers/tracks) studio and home of exec. Producer. ‘The Producer’. South Norwood. Joseph’s house. Studio top-floor. Half-Inch tape with a sixteen track boards. Limited influence from a computer.
Junior, 'known to shout "Fort Augustus" Loud as Can-go,' Delgardo.
Phil a British Jamaican (his self-def.), ‘Aylesbury-ite’, came to NY with me in ‘81.
Taught me, first with a "Daniel Shout". On the street, and no, “...but the time?” With Phil, could come with little warning. Once a week, something like. Reckoned, courage and fortitude, stirs.
Loudest voice can muster, one-time, or two, if not enough, shout:
DAN-IEL, hollared, "DAN-YEELLLL."
People look, but no need to show-off, the culprit. During three years, could do all kinds of barmy, or see the same. Answers to outrage or inner-disquite? “Hey, we're downtown New York.”
Another whopper, Fort Augustus, from Junior and 'Taxi'.
LIKE THE BIRDS IN THE TREES/The prisoners they must be free/Yeah now Lord/Fort Augustus/Fort Augustus, now Lord/Fort Augustus/In the middle of the sea/They're saying it's for Dreadlocks and me/Fort Augustus/Fort Augustus, now Lord/Fort Augustus/In the middle of the sea/They're saying it's for you and for me/Down a Spanish Town/A them a shoot you like a camera/Down a Spanish Town, now Lord/Them a shoot you like a camera/And that's the way man way/And that's the way downtown/Down at Tamarind Farm/If you should make an alarm/The bosuns beat you to scorn/Down a GP/Those that jump the back/A them a end up in a close combat/Help now/Down a GP/Those that jump the back/A them a end up in a close combat/A them a end up in a close combat, but/Fort Augustus/Fort Augustus/In the middle of the sea/They're saying it's for you and for me/(..)/Fort Augustus/Fort Augustus, now Lord/Fort Augustus/In the middle of the sea/They're saying it's for herbman and me/Fort Augustus, Lord/Fort Augustus/In the middle of the sea/They're saying it's for you and for me, yeah!/I and I nah go/I and I nah go a/I and I nah go a/Fort Augustus/Fort Augustus, now Lord/Fort Augustus/In the middle of the sea.
June 14, 1980.
Pre-release 451. Carlton And His Shoes - Give Me A Little More - Quality/2. Junior Keating - Long Long Time - Solid Gold/3. Jah Thomas - Hear It In The News - Solid Gold/4. Michael Prophet - Creation Rock - Yabby U/5. Sugar Minott - Wanna Be With Jah - Black Roots/6. Willy Williams - Armagideon Man - Yabby U/7. 3T And 1F - Coche - Trademark/8. Black Uhuru - Guess Who's Coming To Dinner Version 2 - Taxi/9. General Echo - Flora Lee - Techniques/10. Junior Delgado - Merry Go Round - Powerhouse.Discomix 451. Dennis Brown - Sitting And Watching - Taxi/2. Sugar Minott - You've Lost It - Black Roots/3. Desi Roots - Weed Fields - Hawkeye/4. Gregory Isaacs - Next To You - African Museum/5. Pat Kelly - We All Got To Be There - JB/6. Alpha - Can't Get Over You - Cool Rockers/7. Devon Russell - Let Sleeping Dogs Lie - Black Roots/8. Jackie - Boyfriend - Cha Cha/9. Barrington Levi - Wicked Intention - Strong Like Samson/10. Bunny Lie Lie And Lee Van Cliff - Who Cork The Dance - JB.Albums1. Sugar Minott - Music For Black Roots Lovers - Black Roots/2. Sly And Robbie - Gamblers Choice - Taxi/3. General Echo - Slackest LP In The World - Techniques/4. Shaka Vs Fatman - Dub Confrontation - Live And Love/5. Revolutionaries - King's Dub - Manzie/6. Burning Spear - Hail H.I.M. - Burning Spear/7. Tradition - Runaway Love - RCA/8. Heptics - Little Girl - D-Roy/9. Jacob Miller - Mixed Up Moods - Top Ranking/10. Sugar Minott - Live Loving - Studio One.
Compiled by Dub Vendor, c/o 18 St John's Avenue, Putney, London SW15.
Not a fan before searching YouTube, ‘Days of Decision’ and a playlist selection. Found searching Phil Ochs' ‘bring down the house-er.’ Got to like Phil Ochs in 1980..., Because, “ [Joe] Strummer likes-him.”
Big M., two sons (so far), and makes p’list. Call that a ‘new’, fan. Nothing original from him? Give him that, top cover singer. In NY during Smiths-mania. Not in the 'rivers and streams', "my lot" got, into. Watched the 'M. and Larry King intervie. M., a proper dude. As for racism? That it requires mentioning, is embarrassing.
Dennis’ for days-been, the MASH-it-up, plan.
Morrissey snicks in.
HERE I COME...
‘I just can’t believe things people say’. The four or five who come to mind:
Jasper (taxi driver), Dennis Rowe, Festus Coxsone, Leslie Love, Eric. (?) (Brixton nights/parties), Niko Dey,
Knew all for some years, “friends”.
Nothing written will disclose the specifics, or attribute, “he said...” All ‘good-one’s’ in my memory.
One observation will note, since the one saying it was clear and forthright in what. Makes sense, yet demonstrated a bold less-recognised attitude.
And Junior Delgardo once, at Joseph’s house/attic studio
‘Not a fan before searching You Tube, ‘Days Of Decisions’ and a playlist selection. Yet, to ‘select’, Phil Ochs, ‘bring down the house-er’. Got to like Phil Ochsin 1980: Because, [Joe]"Strummer likes him.”
Big M., two songs (so far), and makes p’list. Call that a ‘new’, fan. Nothing original from him? Give him that, top cover singer. In NY during Smiths-mania. Not that it was in rivers and streams, ‘my lot’, got me swimming in. Watched the King interview. He’s a proper dude. As for racism? That it requires mentioning, is embarrassing.
MIDNIGHT TO SIX MAN/For the first time from Jamaica/Dillinger and Leroy Smart/Delroy Wilson, your cool operator/Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae/With backing bands sound systems/And if they've got anything to say/There's many black ears here to listen/But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right/Charging from the bass knives to the treble/But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel/Onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel/Dress back jump back, this is a bluebeat attack/'Cause it won't get you anywhere/Fooling with the guns/The British Army is waiting out there/An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons/White youth, black youth/Better find another solution/Why not phone up Robin Hood/And ask him for some wealth distribution/Punk rockers in the UK/They won't notice anyway/They're all too busy fighting/For a good place under the lighting/The new groups are not concerned/With what there is to be learned/They got Burton suits, ha, you think it's funny/Turning rebellion into money/All over people changing their votes/Along with their overcoats/If Adolf Hitler flew in today/They'd send a limousine anyway/I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf/Who looks so sick in the sun/I'm the white man in the Palais/Just lookin' for fun/I'm only/Looking for fun/I'm only/Looking for fun.