I have a problem with “bad mind.” How can I translate this broad (but at the same time specific) term to non-Jamaicans reading this post? It’s not exactly jealousy, nor is it envy. It’s not the queen in the “fiery green gown” of Jimi Hendrix’ song, although a dash of the green stuff may be […]
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It is almost magnetic. What is it about that simple instrument, the microphone, that drags those words out of us, like the pull of a magnet? Those words that one is likely to regret afterwards, but can never fully retract? Once the microphone has captured your voice, your utterances, there is no going back. You […]
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