|
In honor and thanks to those poets who
lifted my hopes on that day. Artists listed L-R 1-10 in the
order they appeared at the time.
On October 10th @ 5:30 PM EST -I received 10 reasons to hope. To know. To dream. To share. To love. To care. -I heard the songs of change. I prayed with the survivors. Was
nourished by healers and broke bread with warriors. I celebrated
and my heart sang. I cried. For I knew change had come. The voice
of a people cry out and their songs are more beautiful than I had
hoped. What we say matters for THE TRUTH is our only freedom. "It
is what it is and I am what I am." These were soldiers speaking.
Griots who would make Amiri, Abiodun, Nikki and even Langston proud.
Poets. Real wordsmiths who have paid all the high prices to necessary
to speak with authority. I was moved. But what made me the most
proud, the most joyous, was KNOWING change had come. At any point
you can hear 10 of the most relevant, wonderful, righteous, realest
presentations of today's culture at it's best. There is no real
competition. The cream rises and bubbles as change manifests within
each poem. Each production. FYI. I listened to the next ten just because I could. The next 30. One
day I will be able to hear 100, 1000, 100000 on any station, in
any venue, on any show, movie or book and not be disappointing.
I saw the birth of hip hop in the early seventies. I remember my
first time hearing Sugar Hill and knowing this was something different
that would last ages. I lived it. I sung it's song. On October 10th
@ 5:30 PM EST I received 10 reasons to hope again. To know. To dream.
To share. To love. To care. For our people were singing a new song.
A beautiful chorus of change. A chaotic self organizing chorus of
wonderful complexities. Something that would last ages. This is OurStage and it's Our
Time
People get ready.
Max Parthas
One change always leaves the way open for the establishment of
others.
|
