dancehall.
it’s not the same as being there, but dis here one is for you.
there is only one buru.
and then there is josey. Classic.
a nice little ronnie chant from a favorite, welton irie:
not a dancehall but sister nancy is my wisewoman. dancehall doesn’t usual have loads of sistren on the mike, but when they get up there, they are POWER. apparently, she doesn’t like the folks who are tight with their sensi. here is one with her mashing up the dancehall. she is so rad.and neither is this a dancehall, but come on, it’s sister carol!
and my all-time favorites gals, could get a sweeter duo?
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thank you Jane for connecting me with the roots this late night. i know the kids today don’t do the dancehall thing like they used to back then, in the early 80’s. these days are a bit more pum pum and slack, but what was will hopefully come around again; where beat and flesh and mic and hip carry us through political and cultural strife.
irie, for real.
