Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Musical poison for our society*


It’s not that I have any interest in the chutney soca saga/commess which has unfolded this year. If it’s not the “Empire” playing smart with foolishness in its stupefying effort to strike back at chutney “Jedi” Nermal Gosein by strangling the funding, it’s the deluge of the most sickening lyrics being used to completely prostitute the chutney artform.
Either way, the biggest victim is the artform itself, which is used like a one-night stand —slam, bam, thank you ma’am.
For the umpteenth year running, almost every single chutney song, jingle and dirge is about “Sunil drinking rum, going home to beat Savitri with a bilna because he meets her in bed with another woman, his brother or father” or all of the above, or some other sexually laced piece of vulgarity.

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