"Longtime nah see you," said Daddy.
man almost 35 years," Juggernaut shook Daddy's shoulders as if he
was shaking Indian Goose Berry tree to drop the fruits to the
appeared happy to Juggernaut's gesture.
you came back to the island for good nah."
man, there is no place like Trinidad."
"Remember Doc and Roy, both dead now."
man, at Roy's rum shop I had good time liming with you, Esau, Doc
still writing calypso?" Juggernaut was curious.
calypso lyrics keep pouring into my mind all the time, may be my
mind is sick."
me hear your new calypso," Juggernaut made himself comfortable
sitting on the roadside concrete culvert.
started singing his calypso waving his hand like a teacher in a
Bad for the
Good for soil
black olives, onions and mushrooms
With few rings
tomato, onion, jalapenos and cheese
I love the catch phrase 'fixin, fixin'." "This calypso sounds
good on steel band you know; it could be a contender for Road
March title too," Juggernaut started jumping up and down from the
glad you like it man." "You remember the calypso I wrote longtime
ago." Daddy was not bashful.
mean "Caroni Women." "Has any calypsonian pick up your lyrics to
not to my knowledge," "May be I will start singing my own
calypso," Daddy looked serious.
open my own calypso tent at Eastern end of the island."
expensive to open a calypso tent."
really, I am thinking of using the old abandoned military
mean the old barracks in ruins left by the Americans."
the building has no roof."
I will put a tent over it for the roof and call it Daddy's
you consider singing my own calypso lyrics in your tent,"
Juggernaut was almost begging.
mean "Terra Woman" and "Where is the Bossman."
remember good man," Juggernaut sounded happy.
Daddy it is getting late, good seeing you man, don't forget to
sing my calypso if you ever were to open a calypso tent,"
Juggernaut bade farewell.
started walking away slowly singing his calypso "fixin,