Celebrating the Legacy of Lucky Dube
It's a sad commentary on the world in which we live when talentless clowns, masquerading as artists (Soulja Boy, 50 Cent, etc.), and promoting violence, misogyny, crime, materialism and buffoonery prosper while true artists like Lucky Dube die.
It's sad because they talk about "keeping it real" while shirking responsibility and abandoning the hood as soon as possible to floss in expensive cars and homes that they can barely afford, while continuing to spread their deadly poison. It's sad because the clowns don't realize how powerful music is. It's sad because their poison encourages young brothers across the globe to take the life of other brothers. It's sad because in fact, it is their poison which is responsible for Lucky Dube's death. A responsible father dropping off his kids was murdered because some thugs wanted to carjack his Volkswagen Polo. The "artists" alone are not solely responsible, but the irony is enough to make me want to cry.
But I won't lament too long. I thank God that I was born to parents who introduced me (and South Carolina) to Lucky Dube's positive vibes.
Fortunately for us, Lucky Dube understood the power of music. Like a South African Bob Marley, he produced 22 albums promoting peace, love, harmony and understanding, and was a huge force in the global fight against apartheid. He is one of the artists my father brought to Charleston, SC, and I am grateful that I got to see him perform live.
So rather than be sad that he is no longer with us, I will rejoice in his legacy of musical intervention (Lucky Dube has been in heavy rotation on the Ipod since last week, and will continue to be for at least the rest of the month.), and I will give thanks for positive artists who continue to promote peace, love and unity.
If you're in South Carolina, tune in to Roots Music Karamu on public radio Saturday night from 10pm to Midnight to hear a two hour tribute to Lucky Dube. If you're in Korea, go to Club 500 (in Hongdae across from Nabi) to hear the positive vibrations of I & I Djangdan Sound System performing live Saturday night.
Rest in peace Lucky Dube.
War and Crime
It's sad because they talk about "keeping it real" while shirking responsibility and abandoning the hood as soon as possible to floss in expensive cars and homes that they can barely afford, while continuing to spread their deadly poison. It's sad because the clowns don't realize how powerful music is. It's sad because their poison encourages young brothers across the globe to take the life of other brothers. It's sad because in fact, it is their poison which is responsible for Lucky Dube's death. A responsible father dropping off his kids was murdered because some thugs wanted to carjack his Volkswagen Polo. The "artists" alone are not solely responsible, but the irony is enough to make me want to cry.
But I won't lament too long. I thank God that I was born to parents who introduced me (and South Carolina) to Lucky Dube's positive vibes.
Fortunately for us, Lucky Dube understood the power of music. Like a South African Bob Marley, he produced 22 albums promoting peace, love, harmony and understanding, and was a huge force in the global fight against apartheid. He is one of the artists my father brought to Charleston, SC, and I am grateful that I got to see him perform live.
So rather than be sad that he is no longer with us, I will rejoice in his legacy of musical intervention (Lucky Dube has been in heavy rotation on the Ipod since last week, and will continue to be for at least the rest of the month.), and I will give thanks for positive artists who continue to promote peace, love and unity.
If you're in South Carolina, tune in to Roots Music Karamu on public radio Saturday night from 10pm to Midnight to hear a two hour tribute to Lucky Dube. If you're in Korea, go to Club 500 (in Hongdae across from Nabi) to hear the positive vibrations of I & I Djangdan Sound System performing live Saturday night.
Rest in peace Lucky Dube.
War and Crime
posted by Azikiwe Chandler at 11:16 AM
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