Sacred Hoop.

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Rialto

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Sacred Hoop. Chant 1. Rialto. (First published in The Toxteth Review 1989.) Saturday mornings watching Captain Video fig... Read Chapter

Indian Training.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 2. Indian Training. This is where the real story starts. The Chinese say that the first three years maketh the man. The la... Read Chapter

Yankee Toys

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 3 . Yanky Toys. I had model soldiers from the States that you couldn't get over here, knights on horse back with removable l... Read Chapter

Wrestling.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 4. Wrestling. But to be fare there is another source of aggression in my early learning years, it comes two things. Loca... Read Chapter

Henry Cole.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 6. Henry Cole. One of the last memories I have of Everton is a visit from Henry Cole. Arturo's friend, and a good friend of ... Read Chapter

Mr. Golden.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 7. Mr Golden. I wasn't a Yank, but then again I was more than just English. Me skin colour, massive Afro, and Mohawk nose... Read Chapter

American-English.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 8. American-English. We thought we were hard-core Funkateers, baaadd aasss style gurus. Badder than Bond, Kooler than Bullit... Read Chapter

Urban Universal.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 9. Urban Universal. In my Black awareness days, I had tons of stuff that I've given away to people who are still on that r... Read Chapter

The Hippy East.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 10. The Hippy East. For most people with an African  influence to their cultural evolution, style is their creed, ... Read Chapter

Foster Fambo.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 11. Foster Fambo. A Rainbow Coalition, that's what Family life was like for me coming up through the Seventies. Like all ... Read Chapter

Community Arts.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 12. Community Arts. Before I'd discover Community Arts as a legitimate paradigm within to realise my inner self… I'... Read Chapter

Fire Axe.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 13. Fire Axe. My Mom used to sometimes try to get in between me and my girl friends as I was growing up. No one seemed go... Read Chapter

Traced.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 14. Traced. After  tracing my long-lost GI Father, who I never thought I would ever meet in my life. Now I was  ab... Read Chapter

Community Industry.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 15. Community Industry. The year I began in community arts I was sixteen going on seventeen, I got a job with Community In... Read Chapter

Margie& Tammy.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 16. Margie and Tammy. It was when I started going out with Margie from Myrtle Gardens, that I started to get a bit more ma... Read Chapter

The Granby Festivals.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 17.  The Granby Festivals. I did a bunch of different stuff that year. It wasn't till I was about eighteen that I start... Read Chapter

The Easter Fair.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 18. The Easter Fair. Every Easter or Whit Sunday, the fair would come to Sefton Park for the week leading up to the Bank Hol... Read Chapter

The A.C.E. Crew.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 19. The A.C.E. Crew I had left the Everyman Project it was about 1972 . I was still working via Community Industry ... Read Chapter

The Splurge Concept.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 20. The Splurge Concept. A most magical memory from the era when I was a Dreadlocked-Sufi, during the late Seventies-early... Read Chapter

What's the Name of This Place.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 21. What’s The Name of This Place. Once our spontaneous splurge of a caravan set off one sunset soaked Friday, at dusk, in s... Read Chapter

Horse Shoe Pass.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 22. Horse Shoe Pass. Another place we would splurge with the Caravan of Curiosity  was Wales.  All over W... Read Chapter

Gladys Street.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 23. Gladys Street. It was a grey, dull, hang-over sort of, Sunday afternoon. All slate rooves, Edwardian brickwork, and c... Read Chapter

Poetry Interlude.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 23. Gladys Street. It was a grey, dull, hang-over sort of, Sunday afternoon. All slate rooves, Edwardian brickwork, and c... Read Chapter

G.I. Blues Reviewed.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 25. G.I.Blues Reviewed. In my efforts to reconcile my, rightly or wrongly perceived,  need to fit into the constructe... Read Chapter

A Darker Shade of Pale.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 26. A Darker Shade of Pale. Even today, because of that scene a lot of brothers of my generation and from around that time g... Read Chapter

Garden Festival of Wales.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 27. Garden Festival of Wales. While doing a residency in The Poets Corner of the The Ghelenghetti Tea Gardens, at the Garden F... Read Chapter

Scouse Sufis.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 28. Scouse Sufis. Kif would dance towards Rasta more than me, due to his Jamaican roots… I would move more toward... Read Chapter

Pop and Me.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 29. Pop and Me. Three years before I'd ever even met my daughter. I had turned up at my own prodigal Father's place in... Read Chapter

Henna.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 30. Henna. The Blues is a form of ritual healing. Talking Blues is a healing art, cos suffering comes from the realisatio... Read Chapter

Settling Sort Of.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 31. Settling Sort of. I stopped gigging out of town, or at least I stopped the six week, three month spells as writer in resid... Read Chapter

St Georges Hall.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 32. St George’s Hall. I was in public event, automatic-diplomacy mode. Then all I remember is that I was chatting with&... Read Chapter

Self Belief.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 33. Self Belief. Pastor W.D. Reeves, the top-cat at Pop's Church, described to me how in the Southern Baptist tradition preach... Read Chapter

History and Healing.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant  34. History and Healing. Healing through history, personal and collective remembrance, talking Blues, storytelling. ... Read Chapter

Urban Jazz Ritual.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 35. Urban Jahz Ritual. My first role as a lead vocalist was like diving into the deep-end without water-wings, and realising t... Read Chapter

Transitional Mode.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 37. Transitional Mode. I'm listening to some lyrics that I will eventually put down over some of my home boy, Ras Kif's music ... Read Chapter

Roots and Routes.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 37. Roots and Routes. That evening Pop hands me My Grand Ma, Eva-May's scrap book. It turns out my Grand-Mother Eva-May Crump,... Read Chapter

Shorter Poetic Interlude.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 38. Shorter Poetic Interlude. It was a scorcher. Sun cracking the flags. St. John's Garden was chocka. Gangs of gangly y... Read Chapter

Devon Heaven.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 39. Devon Heaven. I look up from the page. All of a sudden I turn around and it's a different era, I'm fifty not forty three. ... Read Chapter

Of The Heart.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 40. Of the Heart. Later that evening my daughter will ask me, "Pops what's our culture ?". and I will reply, " ... Read Chapter

Family Foto's.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 41. Family Fotos. Back at the BBQ, people are mellowing out. Later on I'm browsing through the photo's in the kitchen, wh... Read Chapter

A Day Out.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 42. A Day Out. The next day it's Sunday. Last night I looked out of my window and the candles were still burning in the back y... Read Chapter

Back Up North.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 43. Back Up North. Rebecca and I sit on a small wall by the main road, we're at the National Coach station now waiting for the... Read Chapter

Joy To The World.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 44. Joy to the World. When I did eventually meet my daughter there was no doubt that she was mine. Her face was my face, ... Read Chapter

Remembrance.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 45. Remembrance. I loved this life so much at that instant that there wasn't anything that anyone could have done to me that c... Read Chapter

Family Re-Union.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 46. Family Re-Union. The first time we all met together as a virtual family, I took them all out to lunch at the Pan-American ... Read Chapter

Back In The Day.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 47. Back in the Day. I'd actually been at an Easter Fair in this very Park, Sefton Park…  On this very spot with he... Read Chapter

The Last Chant.

Submitted: December 02, 2016

Chant 48. The Last Chant. Everything depended on the mood of the moment, but we had a sense of Justice about us, we were chivalrou... Read Chapter

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