Post by kaya on Aug 19, 2005 22:09:31 GMT -5
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SUNDAY'S ST. Bess Splash moved from rivulets of beer running down the lithe body of a St. Bess model, to lighters flickering for a fiery Capleton before coming to an abrupt end.
At 3:17 a.m. on Monday one of the many MCs for the night, GT Taylor, asked Stone Love to play again, but they spun only one tune before the selector said "the officer say everyting done", adding that they had already got extra time.
The large audience at the Font Hill Beach Park left the venue without protest, a river of people streaming up to the main road.
With Stone Love providing the music for the performers, Natural Black, with his head wrapped, returned to performing to a very good reception, the audience singing along 'far far away' as he opened with a song for the ladies 'far from reality'. They also remembered and roared for older material such as Bad Mind and Songs With Feeling.
WARMLY RECEIVED
He was not the only one to be warmly received after a break as Baby Wayne, who said he had been in England for two years, cracked the house repeatedly as he 'bigged up' the wukkaman and separated "mi fren different from me enemy dem".
LUST dropped highly appreciated harmonies among the night's deluge of deejaying, opening with Let It Be, veering into Broken Hearted Melodies and going hardcore with High Grade, as individual members took turns in adding to the co-ordinated group effort.
They were not the only ones to perform together, as the Monster Shack Crew of Roundhead, General B and Ghost went into the Do You Remember Remix at length and Bling Dawg was first up of the Alliance, followed by Wayne Marshall. There were cheers as a smiling Bounty Killer came up on stage, dancing, and a roar as he went into Eagle An De Hawk. And the first 'my God!' from Twin of Twins had the audience roaring.
Kip Rich hit a party note with Liquere, was serious with We No Rate Dat and advised the ladies to Leggo Yu Belly. The slow Telephone Ting ripped the venue and Kip Rich made a switch to The Letter before leaving.
CONFIDENCE
Spice, white hat on head and a waterfall of golden braids going to her waist, earned two encores with rapid-fire lyrics and sheer confidence, opening with Set Me Good. She advised the ladies that "if yu sex too much it wi heng dung" and lyrically positioned herself as "the jockey fi de man dem", deejaying "dis horse name Miss Long John".
She returned with a weed lyrics that again ripped the house and was requested for more, doing so with a worldwide manhunt song which ended with her coming "back a yard fi di Jamaica man/di h.....d inna him pants big like me right han".
Macka Diamond started well enough with money chasing her and smiling as she declared herself a 'tief', but she wore out her welcome and the handclaps had started from the rear of the audience just before she called on a dancer and exited.
Capleton came on with the command to Tune E Up at 3:00 a.m., then went slow with That Day Will Come, which had the audience in a frenzy. "Dem teach we bout Napoleon, dem teach we bout King James, all a dem bway deh a battyman!" Capleton said. After demanding "who yu calling black person", an a'capella song about the World Trade Centre bombings and Invasion he departed abruptly. He returned with Gosh, then went retro with Lotion, Carbon Bad Min and Buggering. "B...yman fi get poison wid gramazone ... from dem no waan go inna Donna zone," Capleton chanted.
CHANGE OF PACE
In the earlier going, Christine Hewitt oversaw a change of pace, after Kananga's cry "ghetto yute a suffer through the years" roused the audience from the stupor of the upcoming acts. Ruffian and Action K got the stand up and stare treatment, there were cheers for Angel and singing along to her honest "downtown girl living an uptown life", Pepper chanted "girl fi get strike like lightning" and Powerman delivered Stone.
Perfect roused the audience with Handcart Boy and Fantan Mojah, declaring that he was "getting a fight" had many hailing the king. Beekie Bailey and Pickney provided the deejay humour for the night, the latter to better results.
Taken from the Jamaica Gleaner
www.jamaica-gleaner.com
SUNDAY'S ST. Bess Splash moved from rivulets of beer running down the lithe body of a St. Bess model, to lighters flickering for a fiery Capleton before coming to an abrupt end.
At 3:17 a.m. on Monday one of the many MCs for the night, GT Taylor, asked Stone Love to play again, but they spun only one tune before the selector said "the officer say everyting done", adding that they had already got extra time.
The large audience at the Font Hill Beach Park left the venue without protest, a river of people streaming up to the main road.
With Stone Love providing the music for the performers, Natural Black, with his head wrapped, returned to performing to a very good reception, the audience singing along 'far far away' as he opened with a song for the ladies 'far from reality'. They also remembered and roared for older material such as Bad Mind and Songs With Feeling.
WARMLY RECEIVED
He was not the only one to be warmly received after a break as Baby Wayne, who said he had been in England for two years, cracked the house repeatedly as he 'bigged up' the wukkaman and separated "mi fren different from me enemy dem".
LUST dropped highly appreciated harmonies among the night's deluge of deejaying, opening with Let It Be, veering into Broken Hearted Melodies and going hardcore with High Grade, as individual members took turns in adding to the co-ordinated group effort.
They were not the only ones to perform together, as the Monster Shack Crew of Roundhead, General B and Ghost went into the Do You Remember Remix at length and Bling Dawg was first up of the Alliance, followed by Wayne Marshall. There were cheers as a smiling Bounty Killer came up on stage, dancing, and a roar as he went into Eagle An De Hawk. And the first 'my God!' from Twin of Twins had the audience roaring.
Kip Rich hit a party note with Liquere, was serious with We No Rate Dat and advised the ladies to Leggo Yu Belly. The slow Telephone Ting ripped the venue and Kip Rich made a switch to The Letter before leaving.
CONFIDENCE
Spice, white hat on head and a waterfall of golden braids going to her waist, earned two encores with rapid-fire lyrics and sheer confidence, opening with Set Me Good. She advised the ladies that "if yu sex too much it wi heng dung" and lyrically positioned herself as "the jockey fi de man dem", deejaying "dis horse name Miss Long John".
She returned with a weed lyrics that again ripped the house and was requested for more, doing so with a worldwide manhunt song which ended with her coming "back a yard fi di Jamaica man/di h.....d inna him pants big like me right han".
Macka Diamond started well enough with money chasing her and smiling as she declared herself a 'tief', but she wore out her welcome and the handclaps had started from the rear of the audience just before she called on a dancer and exited.
Capleton came on with the command to Tune E Up at 3:00 a.m., then went slow with That Day Will Come, which had the audience in a frenzy. "Dem teach we bout Napoleon, dem teach we bout King James, all a dem bway deh a battyman!" Capleton said. After demanding "who yu calling black person", an a'capella song about the World Trade Centre bombings and Invasion he departed abruptly. He returned with Gosh, then went retro with Lotion, Carbon Bad Min and Buggering. "B...yman fi get poison wid gramazone ... from dem no waan go inna Donna zone," Capleton chanted.
CHANGE OF PACE
In the earlier going, Christine Hewitt oversaw a change of pace, after Kananga's cry "ghetto yute a suffer through the years" roused the audience from the stupor of the upcoming acts. Ruffian and Action K got the stand up and stare treatment, there were cheers for Angel and singing along to her honest "downtown girl living an uptown life", Pepper chanted "girl fi get strike like lightning" and Powerman delivered Stone.
Perfect roused the audience with Handcart Boy and Fantan Mojah, declaring that he was "getting a fight" had many hailing the king. Beekie Bailey and Pickney provided the deejay humour for the night, the latter to better results.
Taken from the Jamaica Gleaner
www.jamaica-gleaner.com