Eventful! A word that describes this past week. Cyberspace is all well and good, however -I know it can’t replace reality. I will do this in three parts. I was reintroduced to a music artist that I admired from a far; I, ironically bumped into a canvas artist friend that entranced me with his work; and I got a chance to talk to some passionate women. (Part 3)
Jah Cure:
Music has always been and always will be a true reflection of the peoples strife. From the days of “Wade underwater children” to “Dear Momma” By Tupac, good musicians (like writers) convey universal pains, solutions, as well as joy through this time tested art form. I know that sounds dramatic, but can you tell that I am such a music connoisseur (more on that at a later time). Ok, Jah Cure: is a Jamaican music artist who, it appears, was wrongfully convicted of rape (what an association to my group rape blog). While in prison he recorded music that touch the hearts of the people outside of his cell walls. Subsequently, he was freed in ‘07. I can come to believe that the trumped up charges wasn’t hard to believe by his convector because of his appearance. Rastafarian’s, in general, have always had a hard time. The ones I know, and know of are very passionate (Big Ups to Artist JahSun). It seems to be their spirituality that drives their passion about life and living.
The misconception came primarily because of public fear and opinion. I read once it was because of the dread association. Like the term ”Indian Giver”, Dread was a representation of the accuser not the accused. ’Dread’ was the fear of the people down the mountain, not the people who locked their hair. heck my grandmother, Liberian Baptist, is really, really, afraid of Dread locked people. Get this, she lives in Brooklyn NY and has been there since the mid 70’s, OK -but every other person is a dread! Yes, she has done lots of running. One of my oldest friend (Hey T!) has an uncle who’s locks were down to his knee caps. Every time uncle Tony would come around my grandmother would not come out of the apartment. Which was odd, because of our association with our neighbors was close (Jamaicans and Liberians i will ll take you there later.). I don’t want locks but I like the look, so when she sees me with my natural hair twisted, she hardly has anything nice to say -and that is hard because I am her favorite.
I am running on, so I will end by saying this: Dasterly people will always be dasterly people, history should teach us that. Appearances can be deceiving. People are the some of their parts. Nevertheless, his music is awesome. Like Bob Marley, His music is the reflection of his mentors incorporated with some self actualization -That is saying alot. Who says young folks can’t do anything?
The following are some links about Jah Cure, (Ya’ll Wiki is even on it!)
-A person is the sum of all parts.
