When the Skatalites reformed in the mid-1980s, they released an incredible album, Return of the Big Guns, which -- for the first time -- gave those of us who never saw them when they were in the process of helping create modern Jamaican music, a chance to hear in high-fidelity what they must've sounded like from the bandstand:
This illustration comes from a wonderful book entitled Apples of New York. It can be found, along with other books for your reading pleasure, at the E-Book Lending Library. You can read all their titles for FREE. Stock seems to revolve. I am fond of antique illustrations and typography. So, while the booklist is not enormous, the illustrations and typography of the original editions are rewarding and beautiful.
I found The Varieties of Religious Experience by Wm. James in a 1917 edition. And a vintage Complete Works of Mark Twain. They have all the genres from romantic potboilers to science fiction.
Oh how I love Third Wave Feminists like the woman in the video below.
Reminds me of Margot St. James. Speak Truth to Power. Nobody did it better than Margo. Rest in Peace.
"I’ve always felt that if we couldn’t get the prohibition on sex work repealed we would never hang onto abortion rights. It’s the same piece of property. Our property.
When prostitution is a crime, the message conveyed is that women who are sexual are “bad,” and therefore legitimate victims of sexual assault. Sex becomes a weapon to be used by men." - MARGO ST. JAMES, San Francisco Examiner, Apr. 29, 1979
Margaret Jean "Margo" St. James (September 12, 1937 – January 11, 2021) was an American prostitute and sex-positive feminist. In San Francisco, she founded COYOTE (Call Off Your Old Tired Ethics), an organization advocating decriminalization of prostitution, and co-founded the St. James Infirmary Clinic, a medical and social service organization serving sex workers in the Tenderloin. - wikipedia
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Left to Right Ti-Grace Atkinson, Flo Kennedy, Margot St. James
Man speaks to my condition. Constipation Blues is about pain. I cannot stand Boss Tweet's face and voice. What he says and does makes me sick in heart and mind. And Boss Tweet has not gone away yet. Not yet.
Hawkins is a Blues singer with an operatic range. Some folks say this is rock and roll. Nah. Some folks say it is early Shock Rock. I agree. Man is so hard to catalog. He Screamin' Jay.
I am building this post. If you love Screamin' Jay and you got something to say, say it loud. We need to know who is backing Hawkins up here.
Do I have to point out what brilliant satire his work is? Nah.
