Thursday, February 22, 2018


Carnival ended yesterday. In the old days, the first thing I would have done, even before I entered the school gates, was to bet “Lent” with one of my friends. In effect, this meant that if I was caught singing calypso, not even an entire one, just a line, verse or chorus, before Easter Sunday the other person had the right to administer a resounding “tap” or open-palmed slap on my head without the consequence of getting a black eye from a cuff, running from a piece of guava wood or ducking a big stone. Later on, people like calypsonian The Mighty Duke would insist that calypso should not be treated like mango, guava or zaboca and restricted to a season. 

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