I came  home with a rhythm ringing and figured out on the journey back while listening to music that it was the beat from E Da Se Su (Calypso version) on Ella Andall’s Iba Yemoja album*. And that was the dominant beat coating the atmosphere from the Grenada Jab Jab posse today. There are a couple other beats on there that are similar. I walked to the front door beating it out with my keys and chipping, tired and sleep deprived as I was, I just could not stop. Folks may have wondered what on earth was going on. Interesting isn’t it how the beat of a spiritual song could transcend oceans, centuries, hardship, struggle, damn near annihilation, all kinds of popular culture, the making of new colonies then new independent nations to be the same ancestral rhythm.

“J’ouvert baway-o, pa metay la main asou yo”



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* It pains me that I can’t add a link to Andall’s E da se su (Calypso) on this post. It’s filled with the talking drum beats that would drop you right onto Empire Boulevard, into a feast in Trinidad, into Jouvert morning anywhere, into Yorubaland. I won’t attempt to upload the music because I don’t have permission to do so, but if anyone has a link to Mama Ella performing this, drums included, hit me up.


0 thoughts on “Brooklyn Jouvert, Labor Day 2012”

  1. As usual, you are always sharing with us, something that we can not only muse about, but something that we can appreciate, especially when it is something we are seeing or reading for the first time. Thanks for contributions.

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