I am so proud of Miss. Jamaica’s 2017 representative to Miss. Universe- Davina Bennett who placed 2nd runner up in last night’s competition. Continue reading
Yes, this post is hella late so let’s get right to it.
The season finale of HBO’s successful show Insecure was dubbed Hella Perspective as the show displayed what was happening in the lives of key characters- Lawrence, Molly and Issa.
We see that Lawrence actually pursued a relationship with Aparna but he is battling insecurities as he knows that Aparna slept with a co- worker and she seems to be quite comfy with said co-worker to date. Mr. Lawrence just does not know how to be single and is walking about bruised from Issa cheating on him. He gets into an argument with Aparna in his car over her relationship with the co- worker when Aparna sees a call coming in from Issa on Lawrence’s phone and she walks out. Oh and I’m ready for Lawrence to walk out of this show because he is hella boring.
Moving on, we see that Molly is back to seeing her therapist (YAY!) and decides to open up herself to the possibility of dating the brother with the “pastor’s body.” This is where I had to say nay. I saw people on social media saying that Molly should give this man a chance after the previous episode but I do not believe in forcing feelings in a relationship. Yes, be open to the possibility of doing things outside the norm but please do not force the feelings. Molly, open up yourself to possibly seeing this guy romantically but do not try to conjure something that isn’t there. All I could see coming from someone doing something like this is hurt, pain and possible cheating because you find out later on that you really are not interested in the person on that level.
Anyway, we see Molly being a good friend to Issa and the two ladies dressing up in traditional Moroccan garb (Issa got the man’s garment while Molly got the lady’s wear, lol :D) as Issa could not afford to go on an exotic vacation. We also see Sister Molly trying on some lingerie and opens the door looking like she’s ready for some action… and who’s outside the door? Dro. 😦 😦 😦 NNNNNNOOOOO!!!!! I really do not get what Molly sees in Dro. She knows she cannot have a flourishing relationship with this man so why is she still messing with him? If it is just sex, we saw that she had no issue in that department in previous episodes so she needs to just let No… I mean Dro go.
Then we reach Issa. Issa decidess to move in with her brother because she cannot afford the rising rent. She has to do a final walk through and her brother gives her a ride back to the old apartment. Before moving out, Issa told Lawrence that he could come and collect his “bouch” between a certain time because she wouldn’t be there. But when Issa came into the house she saw Lawrence there where they had a heart to heart discussion that many people said was needed. I’m the type of person who doesn’t need an apology to forgive or move on but Issa and Lawrence benefited from the discourse as Lawrence FINALLY said that he wasn’t ish for the past two years. #growth The two tell each other that they love each other and Lawrence begins to leave but turns around, drops on one knee, asks Issa to marry him and their future just goes on to be sunlight bright… in Issa’s head. But Lawrence bids Issa farewell in real life.
Then we see Issa showing up at someone’s house and we could foresee that living with her brother would have been problematic because he is just tew much (spelling deliberate) but when Issa shows up at the house, who answers the door? Sexy body Daniel and Issa says, “I’m sleeping on the couch” and Daniel nonchalantly responds with, “I know.” Some persons online were disappointed in Issa “going back” to Daniel but I see no issues. She has a history with Daniel that made her feel comfortable enough to cheat on Lawrence with him, she and Lawrence are over soooooo…. what’s the problem?
- Issa got demoted at work for failure to report Principal Gaines’ prejudice whereas Frieda got promoted.
- Tiffany is pregnant.
- Kelli is on a fitness journey.
- Molly is looking for a new firm.
I think it was a good show that tied up a major loose end between Issa and Lawrence but left space for new happenings. We still don’t know if Dro is really in an open marriage, we don’t know if Issa is going to end up hurting Daniel or catching feelings for him, we don’t know if Issa is actually going to take a risk and finally get a job that pays. There are endless possibilities. I love how while this show addresses issues in the Black community as we saw with Lawrence being fetishized, unfair pay not only for women but black women and had subliminal messages with Molly sporting the “Trayvon” hoodie, I think that this show allows black women to just be women. Not role models, hood rats, prostitutes or anything extreme. Black women are portrayed as normal, regular, shmegular women and I like that.
So, I absolutely loved season 2 episode 7 of HBO’s Insecure- Hella Disrespectful. The scene opens with Issa recalling her experience to Molly of giving Daniel a blow- job and getting his semen in her face. I could tell from the low energy that Issa was giving that her reaction to what transpired between her and Daniel had a lot more to do with what was going on with her internally than what came on her. Pun intended. 🙂 Anyway, Molly tells Issa that she’s still “seeing” Dro. Issa is a bit taken aback by that but the best friends promise to stay out of each others relationship business.
Issa is headed to work and winds up sitting next to a Latino student who she sees studying for PSATs and recommends that he signs up with We Got Y’all for additional assistance and learns that Principal Gaines told the student that the program was full, bringing back to mind the problematic sentiments that Principal Gaines has about persons from the Latino community. Issa is seeing that students are being affected by his opinions because he is actively turning students away from getting needed help.
We then learn that Lawrence and “work- bae” Aparna have been seeing each other outside of work and old girl already ran ahead and told co-workers about it. To me, that seems to be problematic but Lawrence lets her down easy and tells her that he has just gotten out in a relationship and he’s trying to take things easy since he’s already made the mistake of rushing into romantic situations too soon. But Aparna does not seem to understand that people can be emotionally unavailable as throughout this episode I thought that she was doing waaaayyyy too much.
What ties everyone in the show together is a birthday party being for Derrick- Tiffany’s husband. Everyone is invited- Kelli, Molly, Dro- and dear wife, Candice, Issa and Lawrence. Tiffany did give Issa a heads up about Lawrence being at the party and Issa takes to Facebook to do a check up on him- well, she tries to do a check up because she learns that she has been blocked. Anyway, she tells Tiffany that she is a- okay about Lawrence being at the party.
Before the party, we see Issa confront Principal Gaines about him turning away students but Gaines is dismissive of Issa, saying that she can do whatever she wants with the program. We also see Aparna essentially invite herself to the party after Lawrence said he’d be late for their date because of his commitment to go to the birthday celebration. Now, I am not a social butterfly but who does this? Most people who are new to a relationship and mind you, Aparna and Lawrence barely even know each other much less to be giving each other labels and Aparna is setting herself up to go to an event with a possible love interest where his ex is going to be and the mutual friends of the former couple are going to be and that just sounds hella awkward but Aparna is all for it. We also see Dro talking to Molly and Molly showing discomfort at learning that Dro’s wifey will be at the party.
Daniel calls Issa to apologize for their situation as Issa preps to go to the party and Issa seems to be forgiving him until my boy decides to say, “I guess we’re even now.” Daniel, sometimes you just need to shut your mouth. He turned the situation right back against his favor. Issa curses Daniel out as she thinks what the incident happened on purpose and storms out into her brother’s car to head to the party. All of this foreshadows what we know will be a mess of a party.
The party is going on and Tiffany is doing the most as per usual talking about her getting Derrick high- end Cuban cigars, Kelli is being Kelli and Molly is a mess. Molly is so shook when Candace reaches to hug her that she spills her drink and Dro’s disgusting self volunteers to get another drink for her. Anyway, when the guests begin to assemble at the table, Molly drops to sit next to Dro who pulls out her chair. However, Tiffany informs Molly that there is a system set up and Molly needs to get in formation and sit at her designated seat. Shortly after everyone is seated including Issa, Lawrence walks in with Aparna. Lawrence says that he didn’t know the event would be that formal but he opts to stay and introduces Aparna who tries to drop a cringe- worthy joke about being the random girl to show up.
Throughout the night, there is conversation that indicated to me that Lawrence didn’t really have an identity or anything going for him. He’s asked how he knows the hosts and his response is- he knew them through Issa. There’s a conversation going on about a building close to Issa’s apartment and Issa and Lawrence identify the place simultaneously as Popeye’s. All of this had me side- eyeing Aparna because how could you not feel uncomfortable in this situation? After Tiffany raises a toast to her man who she loves so much, Issa walks out to be followed by Derrick. Aparna, girl can you not see that this guy isn’t over his ex?
Anyway, when Lawrence approaches Issa and begins to apologize for bringing along Aparna (which I thought was sweet) Issa starts insulting Lawrence and telling him that he’s full of shit and Lawrence responds with Issa cheating on him but Lawrence is not much better because he has also ran over people’s feelings like Tasha and he’s about to do the same to Aparna in my estimation. I don’t condone cheating but the older I get, the more I realize that cheating isn’t black and white. To me, Lawrence was campaigning really hard for dat knuckle (Antiguan term for cheating.) There is nothing attractive about a man sitting at home not doing ish and not being ish while your partner supports both of you. I don’t think that Lawrence and Issa have to get back together but I want them to be able to take responsibility for their actions and grow from it. Anyway, Lawrence throws the lowest of blow by calling Issa a ho shortly before Miss. Aparna runs in on them and Lawrence and her take off who he winds up kissing later on (he’s out to do more damage.)
In other news, Dro and Molly meet up in the bathroom and Molly is like, “OMG, you and your wife look so good together.” And Dro continues to fill Molly’s mind with sweet nothings by saying that despite how he and his wife may look together he and Molly are still “us”. Like what the hell does that even mean? After their rendezvous, Dro advises Molly to wait back to get out of the bathroom to avoid raising an alarm. Now, that would have made me feel like trash if I was Molly and I would be even more suspicious about this “open marriage” situation because if they are open about their doings why is it that we are creeping around? Do the rules of their relationship stipulate that they don’t mess with people the other partner knows? And in any event, I would still find it shady that he is having sex with me while his wife is literally in the other room. That indeed is hella disrespectful, open relationship or not.
Issa goes home to find that there is a pending rent increase and winds up smashing her apartment in sheer frustration. It also made me think that she could have been saving money during the time she was supporting Lawrence and although she did cheat. But through it all you could sense Issa being utterly dissatisfied with her life and just needing to get it all out and I can relate to that.
This episode was the best that I’ve seen and was a redeeming factor as some episodes this season had the characters being absolutely insufferable. However, this episode just showed them as frail, hurt humans trying to maneuver this thing called life and made me tolerant of the missteps that they have taken.
In the bedroom that is. Dancehall artiste Ishawna has come out to say something that has probably been on the minds of many women. Ishawna declares in her song, “Equal Rights” that she can go lick for lick with a man in the bedroom. If a man wants oral sex, he by all means should be willing to “deal with me like a bag juice.” The song, as you can imagine has caused major backlash on social media, primarily by men might I add, with some saying that the song is “promoting slackness” and that it promotes whore like behavior. :|This just goes to show the lack of logic undertaken by men who blindly follow the rules and regulations of masculinity in the Caribbean and namely in Jamaica. How does a woman requesting that she receives equal pleasure to what she is giving her partner equate to whoring? Why does a woman’s vagina that has been sang about in many different ways by male artistes suddenly become the most repulsive thing, especially when a man in most cases would be down for getting a blow job? Now, I am not suggesting that you have to be into oral sex; if it’s not your thing, fine. If your girl does not want you to “chew on her like French fries” but she will give you a “shine”… cool. But if you are in a relationship and you like fellatio, why is it that returning the favor is abominable? Why is it that by all means, you must stick to the rules of manliness laid out by men whose sexual lives you do not know?
Some guys would say, they wouldn’t share a spliff with their male friends because they don’t know if their friends “bow.” But have any of these men stopped to think, the young lady that is doing such a great job at shining their rifle, just might be that good at it because she has done it before? So some men have no reservations about sharing a spliff with a woman who just may have had some penises in her mouth before but a man who has sucked a vagina is gross? Some men want to look so macho to other men it sometimes makes me wonder which side of the fence they are on.
Gage made a song about fellatio in 2014 and it did cause a buzz, actually it’s the only song that I can name from the artiste and the song raised interest but the outrage of oral sex being performed on a man being unacceptable was not a sentiment that I remember coming across. Even now when I look back at comments on the song’s video, the song received positive comments from both sexes. But, how dare a woman in 2017 come out and say that for a man to get head he must service her first? Criminal, isn’t it? I don’t believe that in changing times and globalization that every trend that comes out a person has to subscribe to, but, double standards should be erased. The notion of the “ever- blessed pum pum” that has been praise by many in the dancehall sphere and entered into without a shield of protection is something that is mentioned in numerous dancehall songs but don’t you get your lips close to it although your woman has made your day by pleasing you with her mouth, because her genitalia is dirty. Remember, blood comes from there… even though urine comes from your penis.
The outrage is rooted in sexism to me. I know that everyone is quick to play social justice warrior now and look for something to be mad about but I am not mad. As I have said before, I have no problem with a man not wanting to give his woman oral sex provided that he does not expect to receive it and if for whatever reason a woman is fine with not getting cunnilingus performed on her for whatever reason but is willing to go down on her man- I see nothing wrong with that. It’s the hypocrisy in men receiving blowjobs and accepting it as a norm but demonizing women receiving the same that irks me. #EqualRightsandJusticeforAll
Jamaican beauty queen, Kaci Fennell is in Trinidad for Carnival and appears to be more than ready for the road. Fennell, who placed fourth in the 2014 Miss Universe pageant posted the above picture to her Instagram feed that seems to have raised the ire of many. Foota Hype (a Jamaican personality) decided to take it upon himself to repost Kaci’s image with the caption, ” don’t care if this is miss Jamaica or miss world this nuh look good u favor ediot carnival mek u degrade uself exposing uself smfh better u did come a one dance Inna one batty rider” and then added #ilovedancehall
The cultural issues that seem to be involved with Jamaicans embracing Carnival I will not get into because I simply can’t relate. In many Caribbean islands, the festival is put on by the government and is embedded in the culture whereas in Jamaica, the “franchise” is privately owned and seems to cause a divide between different social strata so the implications of some Jamaicans being Carnival fans while not embracing dancehall culture is something that I am able to speak on.
However, what I will address is how perturbed some people are with the decisions that grown women make in their own lives. Kaci, in her clap back to Foota’s statement said that she wore her outfit for her- not for the sake of anyone else. However, some people seemed to believe that Kaci did not have the autonomy to make such a call. In comments on news and social media sites, some stated that Kaci as a married woman ought to dress better. One person asked, “Would you feel good to know that your daughter or wife dresses this way?” But why is it that some seemed to overlook whether Kaci, the person actually sporting the ensemble felt comfortable in what she was wearing? Why did the morality of what she had on have to lie with someone other than her? I don’t get it. If you do not like the outfit, fine. If you found it to be distasteful, fine. But what made other persons qualified to dictate what a woman should wear? Why should a woman be obligated to put the feelings of others over her own in choosing her attire?
To whom it may concern, I never respond to hate like this but something inside me couldn't allow myself to see this and brush it off like I usually do, especially with what our women have been going through recently. I have grown to completely ignore comments like these. This type of man here is a big part of the problem we are currently facing, not everything I do will be accepted by everyone and there is nothing wrong with that, the problem lies with this person believing he has the authority to comment or even dictate how a woman should carry herself. Instead of celebrating us they tear us down, this type of man makes women second guess themselves and that is absolutely unacceptable because our women are heaven sent and it saddens me that situations like this lower their self esteem. I wore this for me! I felt so beautiful and sexy (thank you @mariecollete) at no point was I seeking for anyone else's approval but my own and that's how it should be always. To any one out there that has been a victim of cyber bullying I just wanted to let you know that you are loved, you are wonderfully made, you are beautiful, you are a masterpiece…. Don't you ever let another person ever make you feel otherwise. Continue to be yourself no matter what negativity may come your way. Wait till him see what I wearing tomorrow 🤔 Ps. I love dancehall, when have I ever said I didn't ?!? 🙈
Kaci’s response to Foota’s comments.
I am so over men taking their fastness and feeling that because they have a bit of flesh hanging beneath them, they are automatically some kind of oracle and ought to be enlightening the rest of us earthlings on how we should live and conduct ourselves. Foota openly admitted on On Stage to hitting the mother of his child, dancehall artiste, Ishawna. The manner in which he spoke of the subject made it seem as if he believed it was the most natural thing for a man to hit a woman that he is in “relationship” with. Imagine that a man that is so openly depraved found it within himself to be worthy of speaking on what is correct women’s behaviour. 😦
The mere fact that Foota Hype could be so open about committing domestic abuse while wanting to play dress code police for a woman made me wonder about the potential faults of the persons who commented that they shared Foota’s sentiments. We can be so quick to think that we have the right to dictate how strangers should be without taking into mind our own flaws and without considering others’ family background, education, social circles and a myriad of things that cause people to put together their own standards which are subject to change over time.
This article was timely because of the issue with Kaci Fennell, but it is not just about her. It is about women who swear and are told it’s not ladylike; it’s about women who maybe just want to have sex and go about their business. They don’t want a relationship. It’s about women who may not dress traditionally feminine; it’s about the women who cannot throw down in the kitchen; the woman who seems to be unable to grow long hair while society teaches her that it is what she should aim for; this is about the tall girls who feel insecure and afraid to wear heels because they are taught that they should be smaller than a man and therefore less threatening. There is so much that a woman is expected to be that seems to cater more to the egos of men than to her own well-being. Women are not a monolith. We do not share the same standards nor do we share the same stories. We have different interests and some of us whether we are married or single want to go to Trinidad and wine up with our butts hanging out. This may not be your cup of tea and that’s fine. You will not be forced to participate but the throwing around of expectations of what a woman should and should not do especially by people who do not know her personally ought to stop. We can argue that we just want the “best for someone” and that’s why we give unsolicited advice but sometimes we really need to know our place and back off. Kaci has a husband, family and friends. I’m sure that the persons closest to her have her best interests at heart and she like many of us would prefer to hear recommendations from people who we have proven to really be looking out for us.
We can make our own decisions. Please respect that.
Did you watch the Grammy’s on Sunday night? I didn’t. But the aftermath of the awards show did catch my attention. There were persons who were perturbed that their fave, Beyoncé, once again was denied the Album of the Year Award for her offering entitled “Lemonade.” Even Adele, who won the award for her 2015 album “25”, seemed to protest receiving the award by lauding Beyoncé’s work over her own in her acceptance speech and breaking the award in half.
On Twitter, I recall seeing a tweet that said something like this, “Beyoncé being snubbed is evidence that a Black woman has to work twice as hard for half as what a white woman has.” Is that 140 characters? Anyway, there were many tweets that expressed such sentiments and it brought feelings of déjà vu as I believed that we traveled this road in the not so distant past. In 2015, when Beck was awarded with the Album of the Year Award for “Morning Phase” there was much unrest online. Beck’s Wikipedia page was altered to include him being an award thief and Kanye West ranted about Black people not being appreciated for their art. Or what about the famous #oscarssowhite, which was a response to Black actors being omitted from being nominated for the best actor in lead and supporting roles for the second year in a row?
Do you remember Jada Pinkett- Smith saying that begging removes dignity? Although some may doubt Pinkett-Smith’s genuineness as it seemed that her call for the boycott could have been triggered solely by her husband not being nominated… She made a good point. Begging for something does remove dignity and at the end of the day an award tends to be different from a reward. You work hard for something, you may get promoted, a raise in pay and respect from your peers. But an award is something that whoever the body giving the “honor” has the absolute right to give to whomever it sees as fit or not to give that award at all. I understand that challenging the status quo has caused us as Black people to overcome many obstacles set against us and gain basic human rights that we deserve. But the “right” to an award is not something that I see as falling under that category. It seems as if we have not grown weary of becoming black and blue every time that we run to be acknowledged by a predominantly white audience and are pushed back with disdain in rejection. If Beyoncé was to win the Album of the Year Award for whatever her next album will be, will you be able to sleep better at night? Have you ever done the absolute most to get into something deemed as exclusive and when you get it, you’re like, “This is it? This is what I was killing myself about?”
And then, there are some people, Black people, who genuinely do not believe that Beyoncé deserved Album of the Year Award. I saw tweets and retweets from Black people that said they would put on an Adele album before a Beyoncé album. Does that mean that they are haters or self-hating? Although that in the world of social media policing it can seem as if we should suffer from the spiral of silence that shames us into pretending to have opinions we truly don’t have- there are some who are bold enough to say that they don’t think Beyoncé is all that. So maybe the members of The Recording Academy genuinely do not think she is deserving of the Album of the Year Award and those opinions maybe do not necessarily fall on a standard set by race. I’m just saying.
Now, there is Adele who broke her award which has been interpreted as her extending a half to Beyoncé because she felt that Beyoncé was the rightful winner… But why was Adele at the Grammy’s? Was it not to be awarded by the actual academy? I do believe that Adele had the best of intentions but in reality, the reason why people- Adele included esteem the Grammy’s is because they find it to be an incredible honor to be recognized for their work in the industry by the academy which consists of a group of people who may not necessarily share popular opinion.
So despite the outrage and probably as evidenced by the outrage… people still want that Grammy. And artistes and fans alike find it to be a great distinction. The reasons for esteeming the Grammy’s while gazing condescendingly at the BET Awards however is to determined.
I decided to make a post about Black musicians because I think that the arts throughout history have been a way of documenting where we are as human beings and capturing the mood of an era.
This will be a short list but I hope you learn something new, are inspired and look up some of the tracks mentioned.
Nat King Cole
I remember listening to a Christmas song when I was a little girl and hearing my mother say, “That’s Nat King Cole nuh” and for some reason, I asked, “Is he Black?” And my mother responded with, “Yes.” I swelled with pride to know that this Black man with an incredibly smooth voice was singing this “old time music.” It helped me visualize Black people doing normal things in times that were so oppressive. Yes, Blacks were living and making incredible music with their incredible talents back then too.
Cole initially rose to fame as a jazz pianist and transitioned into a pop icon.Cole, most notably known for songs “Unforgettable” and “L-O-V-E”, was the first Black person to host a variety show series in 1956.
Heello Dolly! This is Louissss, Dolly! Louis Armstrong is a legend in jazz music. The renown trumpeter and charismatic singer also known as “Satchmo” (for his unusually large mouth that was said to be like a satchel bag) or “Pops” was born in New Orleans, Louisiana. He is probably best known for his songs, “What a wonderful world” and “La vie en rose.” Gritty voiced Armstrong was the first Black man to host a nationally aired radio show in the 1930s and the first jazz musician to grace the cover of Times magazine in 1949.
Louis Armstrong is one of the greatest jazz influencers having impacted the likes of jazz great Billie Holiday.
Billie Holiday born Eleanora Fagan was as troubled as she was talented. However, maybe her talent could be partially attributed to the troubles she endured. Lady Day as she was sometimes called was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. She had a tumultuous upbringing- her father abandoned her family, she was raped at 10 and had turned to prostitution as a teen. However, as a teen, she also discovered jazz music and became one of the most prominent jazz figures of all time. If you’ve ever listened to a record by Holiday, you’ll her the pain and passion in her voice. Her style was distinctive as she delivered songs injected with emotion like no other could. Some of her most memorable songs are “Strange Fruit,” and “God bless the child.” Holiday sadly had a habit of abusing heroin that led to her untimely death at the age of 44.
Nina Simone was a brilliant pianist, singer and song- writer that was dubbed the voice of the Civil Rights Movement. Simone famously penned the song, “To Be Young, Gifted and Black” after being inspired by the Black playwright, Lorraine Hansberry. She also recorded the song “Why? The King of Love is Dead” following the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr.
Simone also recorded renditions of the songs “I loves you, Porgy,” and “Love me or leave me.”
Jasmine Tookes also known as “Bae” to me will be wearing the Fantasy Bra in this year’s Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show. I learnt of Jasmine’s good fortune in a video on social media showing Jasmine being on a shoot with the Victoria’s Secret crew only to find out that she would be wearing the bra. It was quite evident that Jasmine was ecstatic to be chosen to wear the undergarment. Tookes found out she would be wearing the bra in May, however, it remained a secret until last week.
Jasmine’s excitement about wearing the expensive piece had me thinking that our dreams really are what we make them. Jasmine was excited for the opportunity because it was something she always wanted and worked towards. Sometimes, people try to belittle our dreams, sometimes out of jealousy and their own insecurities but sometimes… people just don’t get us. Being chosen to walk in a heavily encrusted bra may be considered a minor feat to some, nothing to glory about, but it can mean the world to someone else.
So, what I recommend is that you go after your dreams with vigour. You know what you want and what makes you happy more than anyone else does and you should not feel that you need the validation of others to pursue your dreams. Be fearless and live your fantasy.
There’s nothing like doing what you love. French gymnast Samir Ait Said broke his left leg on live television during the qualifying rounds. However, Said is anxious about beginning training for 2020’s Olympics. :0 Said also had to sit out the 2012 London Olympics because of a broken right leg. Now, I’m a believer in knowing when to hold ‘em, fold ‘em and walk away but just being in the Olympics is a huge accomplishment to athletes. Some athletes who may not have been able to qualify for their national teams have sought to represent other countries just to get a better shot at making it to the big ones. Now, I would think that if you can’t beat your national counterparts to make the team, what’s the point in going to another team with lower standards only to wind up at the Olympics to go up against their original competition…but sometimes a person just wants the opportunity to do what they love regardless of whether they will ever be considered the best in the grand scheme of things.
“Through this mystical communication within, we keep on coming together,” are some of the lyrics to a Buju Banton song called “Hills & Valleys” that I thought could be applied to the similarities that I’ve noticed between Black people from different countries. Seeing the many different black women reminded me of the once trending hashtag #growingupblack where it was evident that regardless of one’s background, there are some things that are just inherent to the Black human and the hairstyles sported by Black women at the Olympics showed that.
Black culture will never die as long as black people live.
Being happy for someone else is a beautiful thing. In the women’s 100 meter track and meet final, I saw Tori Bowie of the USA who finished second, put herself between Jamaica’s Elaine Thompson who won the race and Shelly Ann Fraser Pryce also of Jamaica, who finished third for a photo op. There was something about the way she did it that showed comradery. She seemed to be genuinely happy for them and ’twas beautiful.
Natural beauty hasn’t gone anywhere. Now, I don’t want to be one to relegate women to being nothing more than their looks so I won’t. But it is very hard to ignore appearance given that we are so heavily socialized to ascribe value to a woman based on what meets the eye. However, seeing women who were not overdone and focused on accomplishing their dreams was a powerful thing. It was unfortunate to see that some people have not matured since 2012 as they were some who were still hung up over Gabby Douglas’ hair, but Gabby isn’t a model. She’s a gymnast. And her focus was on winning.
Also, witnessing Brianna Rollins, Nia Ali and Kristi Castlin effortlessly slay with little makeup on was just beautiful and showed that there is so much more to a woman than her looks. A woman’s passion and dedication to optimizing her abilities can make her truly captivating.
All things come to an end… so enjoy the now. Unfortunately, an athlete’s career can be relatively short in comparison to other professions because of the demands sport can place on the body. However, the glory of it all can make it well worth it. Enjoy the here and now. Enjoy your life victories because you never know what’s going to happen next. Sickness, injury or the new kid on the block might be your next challenge so don’t be afraid to beat your chest while the light is still on you.
So I went to Melting Pot this year. Before I get to the meat and potatoes (pun intended) of what went down on this night, let me give you a little idea of what Melting Pot is. Melting Pot is an event that was introduced to Antigua’s Carnival celebrations in 2014, that features artistes from different Caribbean islands, hence the name- Melting Pot. Previous artistes featured at the event include Dexta Daps, Beenie Man and whoever else min deh deh before mi nah know nor business bout (translation: whoever else was there before, I do not recall nor do I care to remember them.)
I’ve never been to Melting Pot before but this year mi decide fi fawwud tru mi hear Alkaline gah deh. While perusing one of the local papers, I saw the lineup for Melting Pot and once I saw Alkaline’s picture, grey braids and all, I said to myself- I am going to go. So like I surmise most people would do after making the decision to attend a show of this nature, I decided to contact a friend so that we could roll up to the event together and have a bomb time. My friend isn’t much of a dancehall fan but she was up for hearing Bunji Garlin and Fayon Lyons who were also apart of the performance lineup and a girls’ night was long overdue. So she contacted another friend and it was decided we’d attend the show.
Other than Alkaline, Bunji Garlin & Fayon Lyons, the usual Antiguan suspects were expected to perform- Claudette “CP” Peters, Ricardo Drue, Tian Winter and old school favourites- The Burning Flames. Kassav- a creole band, El Alfa and Romain Virgo were also scheduled to perform. Now I was actually looking forward to seeing Tian, CP and Ricardo perform because despite the fact that they’re on the lineup for damn near every show held in Antigua, I’ve never seen them perform live. And Melting Pot has come and gone and I still haven’t seen them live. Granted that I wouldn’t necessarily shell out money just to see any of those local performers perform (’cause they are ever around and you know how it is when something is common, the demand for it isn’t as high) I thought Melting Pot would have been the opportune time to see them.
Anyway, let me tell you what transpired on this Wednesday night. I was to be picked up by my friend between 8:30- 8:45 but it took me a bit longer so we left my home at about 8:50/55 and arrived at the Antigua Recreation Grounds- now called Carnival City for the season. Now the other young lady that ought to join us was in the best position to purchase the tickets as she worked in a location that would be more accessible to where tickets were being sold. So we arrive at Carnival City, and my friend is calling homegirl, like “Where you at?” It took a minute for this girl to answer her phone and when she did she said she’s just about to leave home. 😐 Now, Antigua is small but this woman lived far enough from the venue and we just heard the National Anthem being played so the show was about to start and bear in mind that I wanted to see the local artistes that were likely to go first. But it gets better not too longer after my friend gets off the phone, her phone is ringing, and it’s our ticket bearer. And she’s requesting a ride. Now my friend was pissed and started regretting not picking up the tickets from the young lady prior. But I was like ‘let’s just go and get her’ because the sooner she was with us, the sooner we could get into the show and start unwinding.
But finding where exacting my girl lived was no small feat. And the lord of the tickets was not the best at giving directions so we were once heading in the wrong direction but the lord of the tickets’ boyfriend was able to correct his woman’s messed up instructions and lead us to where his woman was. All the while, my friend was rightly getting more and more upset. Anyway, we finally reached the ticket holder and we were on our way to the event. Now we had to find a new and further place to park and by then both the ticket bearer and myself had to use the bathroom and my friend was also hungry. So we tried Burger King and a pharmacy both of which were closed by our reentry into the vicinity as it was now after 10:pm. Mind you, when we originally arrived in town it was around 9:10.
Anyway, we resolved to enter the grounds and use the bathroom there although we had concerns about its sanitation but hey, public bathrooms are all disgusting right? I decided that my situation wasn’t that serious because although the bathroom wasn’t horrible, I just preferred not to and would soldier it out. But my friend wanted something to eat. Amidst all this back and forth Tian Winter is on stage. 😦 I wait for my friend to be served her barbecue chicken and by the time she gets it, Tian is off the stage. 😦 😦 😦
Anyway, there’s a long break before another artiste comes on and we’re like what’s the hold up? Kassav then comes on and it appeared that people, especially older people were pretty excited to see them and were dancing and having a jolly old time which low key inspired me ’cause I wanna go out with my old bae and dance when I’m older as well. However, Kassav singing French Creole songs that I really did not know nor understand made it hard to fully enjoy the long ass time they were on stage. There were some songs that I’ve heard on the radio and they did sound amazing live but they were on stage for WAY TOO LONG. I’m not closed minded but I think it’s natural to want to understand the language that people are trying to reach you in. Also considering the long break before Kassav came on stage, the quicker they came off would have been the better.
After Kassav was El Alfa, I believe. And I actually didn’t even know they were apart of the lineup until the night because I really wasn’t checking for them on the flyer. Anyway, El Alfa is a Hispanic rap/hip-hop duo that is as whack as they come. They were singing in Spanish but whack is whack and I was not featuring these yutes. When they made their exit someone next to me said,” The best time ah di night ah when dem come off.” He ain’t never lied.
Next was Romain Virgo and the Unity Band. Romain was doing the most as if people came to see his behind. Yes, he did cover some familiar songs that got people loosened up after enduring Kassav and El Alfa but Romain was on too freakin’ long.
Before Romain came on and after he came on there was a mix of Jamaican music that was played to ease people into the “Caribbean tour” as the show was sponsored by LIAT. Supa Dymond, the host did a good job with the mix because I love me some dancehall so I was getting my life. Anyway, I was suspect when he mentioned that we were “touching down in Jamaica” because I thought that Bunji & Fayon would have performed before Jamaican Alkaline. Anyway, I wasn’t overly concerned because it was about after 3:a.m. when Alkaline came on. Yes, folks after 3:a.m. to blouse and skirt.
Alkaline then came on with his hype man blazing fire and singing “Formula”, one of his summer hits and hit after hit. I must say that his catalogue is up there. When he reached for a song like “Up”, I was like, ‘Hey, I forgot about that song’ but it was great that he included it. He also sang, “My Side of the Story”, “One More Time”, “Chun Chun”, “How It Feel”, “Mi nuh Like People”, “Bagga Things”, “City”, “Wait Your Turn”, “Champion Boy”, “ATM” and other songs. However, his live band was louder than him and considering that a lot of dancehall music is heavily electronically generated, seeing him perform with a band that played the songs in a different key had an underwhelming effect. I also felt like some of the songs were rushed but I must say that he transitioned from song to song quite well. Some people blamed the lack of autotune available to him or blatantly said he can’t perform but as I said, to me it just had a lot to do with the imbalance between Alkaline and his band. The band overpowered him. But he did have a pretty good set. Say what you like about Alkaline but the yute has hits.
Anyway, Alkaline finished performing after 4 and I went walked out the grounds. My friends and I had gotten separated because they wanted to stay at the back and I went to the front by myself and it paid off- I got good pics and a glow stick. 🙂 But being the only one with a bag, I held the car keys and the driver’s cellphone and it was a mess watching, waiting and hoping to see my comrades. Anyway, my friend begged someone a phone call and called her phone and we were able to reconnect.
On making our way to the car we all express our disappointment with the show and both girls were disappointed with the performance of Alkaline, the long time some performers were onstage, not seeing Bunji and the looooonng night we had.
But there’s more, the following day, we learnt that the show ended at about 7:am. Yes, ladies and gentlemen. When we left after 4, Burning Flames performed, followed by Bunji Garlin & Fayon Lyons and Ricardo Drue reportedly closed the show.
Overall, the show was as poorly planned as our night. I think that patrons should get to see everyone advertised for a show within reasonable time. And organizers should not BS people nor waste money on acts that do not add value to a show. Yes, the show is called Melting Pot, but this is not like a music festival where people only attend nights when their fave is performing. It’s a one night thing that nuff people suffered through only to not get to see Bunji Garlin because they have to work the Thursday morning (like I did) or they’re just too exhausted to champion the cause of seeing every act ’cause the show is really too long. Overall, the show gets a 2 out of 5 and the 2 stars go to getting to see Alkaline.