Birth, death, and all the other parts of life surround us. But it is the writer, the poet, acting in a public role, who creates context for us to understand the emotional meaning/significance of events within the community.
The dub poet, Malachi, has written a tribute poem and a brief narrative, and I give thanks to him and Alton Ellis for enriching our lives.
For Alton Ellis, O.D.
I couldn’t take it
Seeing you standing in line
In this time
With a meal ticketYour black felt crown shading, just barely
Your majesty’s face
From the blazing Miami sun
Coming down without mercy
As you waited patiently, off stage
For a meal
You had already paid for in Trench TownFather, take my hand and sit
I will serve you.
For how could I, how could they
How could we not know better
When you had given us so much
With your song dance sermons ?How could we not know
You stopped this very dance from crashing
Long ago…
Giving us love melodies
That kept us dancing
Holding us together as one
When hungry belly suffering threatened
To make us all victims?How could we not know you are a pillar
Of the movement that gave us our culture
That you soared before Paragons and Heptones
Feathering from Brown to Beres
To Sanchez crooning
And all the rest of us who hide
Behind blinking facades,
Trying to deny your legacy?But let them try
For no longer will they see
Feel a weeping willow rocking steady, center stage
No longer will they feel
See black man tears bursting flowing
The gully banks of a black man’s face
No longer will they hear the cock crowing
Sunday coming…
Prepare the sweet seasoning
For the one day of the week when
Sufferers had good diningNo longer will they know
That love is all that matters between souls
And forever “I’m still in love
With you girl” will lingerThe deejays will still spin you
Yesteryear souls will rock steady, get closer
At Merrytone gathering
Choking up reliving, celebrating
A time when love meant something
When the music was as sweet as honey
Pressed from live waxLosing you is hot
Like seeing yard without Blue Mountain peaks
Unfathomable, undeniable
Father Alton…
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Growing up in Jamaica, I was always fond of Alton Ellis’s music, so you can imagine how I felt when I introduced him on stage at the Miami Reggae Festival at Bayfront Park in 2005. His sister Hortense had just died and was still to be interred. Alton came and did the show any way and what a performance it was. Tears streamed from his voice eyes as he sang “Weeping Willow”--a tribute to her.
But the time that really made an impact on me was a few years earlier when I emceed a show at Bayfront Park and Alton was on the show. I was standing at the side of the stage. When I looked down, I saw him standing in line with a meal ticket in his hand. He was very humble and dignified. I was enraged when senior female member of the production team jumped to the head of the line and took a large snapper dinner to a so-called super star, who was hobnobbing backstage, and he wasn't even performing on the show.
I went down to Alton and said, "Father, this isn't right. This is disrespect of the highest order. Sit. Give me the ticket, and I'll bring you your meal." He said something like “Thank you, sir,” or “son.” I got him his meal. The experience still lingers in my psyche. It seems my people often times take the greatest of us for granted too many times and it hurts.
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An alumnus of Florida International University, Miami-Dade Community College and The Jamaica School of Drama, Malachi was one of the founding members of Poets In Unity, a critically acclaimed ensemble that brought dub-poetry to the forefront of reggae music in the late 70s and carried it forward for a decade. Malachi has also performed as an actor and poet, and is an accomplished writer, publishing and performing his own plays and poetry. He has also become known for his performances in other theatrical productions and on radio, television, and live theatre.
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10 comments:
Powerful tribute. The enriching goes on through this post.
I love Malachi's poetry and it was a pleasure to put this one on the blog.
The strangest thing. I've been humming "I'm still in love with you, girl" at the oddest moments..
Peace,
Geoffrey
Geoffrey, once again you've exceeded the mark with this exemplary post.
Kudos!
Dave Lucas
Thanks, Dave.
Alton was one singer who will be missed!
Peace,
Geoffrey
What a beautiful, powerful tribute. Thanks for sharing your thoughts--I'll have to go put some of his music on...
MBB, Welcome!
I can't wait for Malachi to perform it...
Peace,
geoffrey
beautiful poem.
that song..."still in love with you" has an indelible print on my memory. i remember one of my first dates with beloved, he took me to a backyard party in Jamaica, Queens. the selector was on fire, and had all the couples pressed close with that song. i remember being a little tipsy off the rum punch, but it made the moment even more sweet. i think i held him a little closer than would have on a second date. when i get down...i think about that night & that song.
RIP Alton Ellis..thank you for the memories..
long time no hear, prisoner's wife!
Yeah, great poem for a great singer.
That song will live forever!
Profound, powerful,and emotional tribute.RIP in peace brother Alton. Remember that Sunday!!
Thanks for posting the tribute Geoffrey!! Nuff respect!ESTEBAN AGOSTO REID
Esteban, give thanks!
Always glad when you come around this corner.
Bless up,
Geoffrey
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