Reggae Express - Article - 170513 - Hey Reggae Why Are You Leaving Us - Hey Reggae how are things with you? You are looking a little sad lately, have you not eaten well?
Why do you have your suitcase, Reggae, are you leaving us?
I have not seen you for a while, where have you been? I keep seeing your nephews, Hip Hop and RnB on the TV. When I asked them where are you, they just laugh and say that you have popped down and that you’re out of touch with the times.
Is everything ok at home? How is your wife Roots and your children Dancehall and Ragga? And how’s your Dad Ska and Granma Mento? I remember when we where young, I used to love sitting down and listening to what Mr. Ska had to say. I gained so much wisdom by just listening to how he would rhyme and intertwine those words to that fast pulsing beat that he used to make. Hip Hop and RnB use to just walk by and say that I was wasting my time, but I enjoyed all that Mr. Ska had to say.
Hey Reggae, what happened to your teeth? You have so many missing? If the dentist is too much for you, then why do you not get together with all the artistes that made money through your name and get a group insurance, so that you all get a group discount? And how come you have to still beg for food (royalties) from all those companies that play your music in commercials and films around the world, just because your musicians did not read what they signed away many years ago?
Oh my dear Reggae, I remember when you and I used to listen to Granma Mento and how she used tell us that she could see great things coming out of the music she made. And then Mr. Ska would call her old fashioned and we would all laugh as Granma Mento chased Mr. Ska with her string guitar.
Reggae, your sons Dancehall and Ragga are doing well for themselves, you must be proud. I remember when Auntie Calypso used to cuss Dancehall on how he chat to much slackness, but now her own child Soca is doing the same, I have noticed Auntie Soca is very quiet now, has she retired?
Reggae, I am going to help you get back to your glory. I will ask your sons to help. Maybe they can tone down their lyrics a bit. I notice your little Girl “One Drop” is really getting noticed now. Tell your wife Roots, that I am going to help make things better, The world still loves you, we just have to make sure you get paid this time around. Reggae my friend, they do not call me “Special Mix” for nothing, you can always count on me mate. I will get the youth to start appreciating all that your family has done for music. I have noticed that even Hip Hop is coming full circle again. Reggae, come give me a hug, things will be OK, Don’t worry, everything little thing is gonna be all right.
Author: Delroy “Special Mix” Holness. Date written: 17/June/2013. For Freelance Publication.
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