MUSINGS & REVELATIONS ON THE TAO: Five Levels Of Taijiquan & Tranquil Sitting

SINGING DRAGON PUBLICATIONS are fast becoming the most interesting publisher in the UK dealing with  ancient wisdom traditions for health and well-being. Two recent publications that confirm this: The Five Levels of Taijiquan by Grandmaster Chen Xiaowang – which comes complete with commentary by Master Jan Silberstorff – and Yi Shih Tzu‘s classic Taoist journal on “the theory, practice and benefits of meditation” – entitled Tranquil Sitting.

It was a combination of Kung Fu films and health issues that led me to begin practicing taijiquan three decades ago. As Bruce Lee said of taijiquan, “The idea is running water never gets stale… you just keep on flowing.” My initial teacher, John Kells, was based in Wimpole Street in central London and taught Yang Family taijiquan. There was a school curriculum but I had no real idea of where it was leading. We started of with Master Chen Man-ch’ing’s classic short form and progressed to Yang Cheng Fu’s long form which we learned on both sides, left and right.  Push hands was an integral part of each class. There was also Da Lu and, for some senior students, a 2 person routine called the “dance”  which Master TT Liang was renowned for. Basically, there was a lot to take on board but it was underpinned by all too little theory and a dangerous belief that somewhere along the line you’d be able to toss an attacker aside with out even touching them.

Above: Master Cheng Man Ch’ing demostrates Yang style Tui Shou / Push hands

Call me disrespectful to my teacher, call me an anorak, but I was always looking for stuff on taiji whether in Kung Fu magazines or books.  Compared to now there was very little written material on taijiquan.  Books,  like Taiji Touchstones: Yang Family Secret TransmissionsCheng Man-Ch’ing’s Advanced Form Instruction and TT Liang’s  Tai Chi Chuan For Health & Self  Defence  rooted one in the history and methods of this mysterious martial art and as such were treasured possessions. The only book that covered the full spectrum of styles – Chen, Yang, Wu, Sun – was The Dao Of Taijiquan – The Way of Rejuvenation by Tsung Hwa Jou but as I was young, foolish and dedicated to Yang taijiquan I instinctively blocked out the bigger, more relevant, picture.

Unlike other martial arts taught in the West, taijiquan has no gradings, no belts etc. Most people seem to just train and gradually take on more and more forms etc.  and it’s inevitable that one encounters periods of doubt.  As I was constantly diggin’ and doing my own research, I gradually becoming more and more knowledgeable about the origins, concepts and essence of taijiquan and Chinese martial arts in general. Inevitably, I became dissatisfied with my own school and what seemed to be a portion of blind faith,  on the part of my fellow students, that the teacher would help them attain that elusive high level of skill.

Master Wang Shujin in San Ti / Xing Yi Quan

After incuring a serious  illness I put taijiquan on hold  and went off to explore xing yi quan – another more directly aerobic and martial discipline within the so-called internal or neijia schools of Chinese martial arts. I took lessons with various teachers and found each had different things to offer. They introduced me to the complementary art of bagua zhang which is built on walking the circle or the bagua itself. Basically, it opened me up to a wonderful world of possibilities and while that’s all good it’s also easy to get lost. I also recognised I still needed to find a teacher, a home, where I could build a solid foundation through guided practice.

It was during a trip to Japan in the mid 80s that I met a couple of young  taiji practitioners who had trained with Master Chen Xiaowang. They gave me a video of him performing the 38 form on NHK TV. It was impressive and explosive. Once back in London, I chanced upon demonstration by Master Chen. It was his first time in London and as with the tape I was impressed with his demonstration. Here was the root of Yang taijiquan and it was very different.

Above: A young Chen Xiaowang demonstrates Pao Chi – Cannon Fist

It was some years later, after training in xing yi quan, that I met Kinthissa – a student of Master Chen. I signed up to learn Chen taijiquan. Kintissa provided me with a solid grounding and from there I progressed to  Shifu Liu Quan Jun’s classes at Taiji Circle in Camden. Though shifu is currently a disciple of Master Chen Xiaowang,  he studied longest with Master Chen Zhenglei – also one of the Four Tigers of Chenjiagou village. At Shifu Liu’s I have learned the value of structured learning and continuous practice, and have an overview of how they train in the home of chen taijiquan. However, the nature of progression remains  something of  mystery and begs one to ask questions like “How important is Chansi jin – the twining silk exercises?” or “Is it beneficial to practice Qigong to develop power? If so, what kind if qigong?” or “What do you need to practice in order fight effectively?”.

Master Chen Xiaowang

This is where Master Chen Xiowang’s The Five Levels of Taijiquan comes in and it doesn’t matter what style of taijiquan you practice, or what level you are at,  this book is  must read. I have read another translation of Master Chen’s 5 Levels on the web but this book seriously benefits from the commentary on each section by a long time student of Master Chen, Jan Silberstorff. In order to master taijiquan you must begin with the most fundamental steps, and systematically work up to the advanced levels, slowly building up your knowledge and technique as you go. Trying to skip levels is not a good plan. This small book explains and guides us through the five levels of Chen taijiquan from complete beginner to highest level practitioner. It is the perfect companion to David Gaffney and Davidine Siaw-Voon Sim’s book ‘The Essence Of Taijiquan’ and it gives the practitioner an  insight into  how to assess your current ability and what is needed to reach the next level. There’s no real mystery here. The text is accessible and motivational and the blueprint Five Levels Of Taijiquan  provides is a valuable bridge between you as a student and your teacher.

The other book I mentioned earlier is the re-print by Singing Dragon of the extraordinary  Tranquil Sitting – which was written in 1954 by an 82 year old Taoist master. I chanced upon this book about 15 years ago and it’s content illuminates the remarkable experiences of one Yin Shih Tzu, while cultivating his own own practice of Tibetan Mahamudra.

“On the seventeenth day of June I entered into meditation, my whole body emitted light, and I felt it illuminate my mind and eyes.  This was so bright that my entire body top, bottom and sides , was surrounded with a light which expanded into a large circular shape”

To find out what happens on the eighteenth day you’ll have to check the book. If you are in any way interested in Taoist and Buddhist meditation this is a  inspirational text – a journey that once read you will never forget.

www.singingdragon.com/

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ZARA McFARLANE: Visions from the Eastside, Back-a-Yard Reflections and Meditations on a MOBO

Dropped into the BME at the 02 last night. Along with a hundred-or -so  other like minded souls I enjoyed a nicely structured discussion on the impact The Wailers 1973 debut LP for Island Records – ‘Catch A Fire’ – has had on the world as we know it. Sensitively chaired by Kevin Legendre and featuring a panel that included Aswad’s Brinsley Forde, Jazz Jamaica’s Gary Crosby and the albums remix studio engineer Tony Platt, they gave an illuminating, if at times contentious, insight into the momentum this seminal album provided for the global reggae revolution which ensued.

The discussion was followed by an open workshop intended to give us a taste of what is to come when Lively Up! goes on the road this Autumn with their 30 piece Jazz Jamaica big band,  a string section and, in some places,  a choir. Their task, or that of arranger/saxophonist, Jason Yarde,  is to deliver a mind-blowing interpretation of ‘Catch A Fire’  and knowing Jason and Gary Crosby I think that’s pretty much guaranteed.

In the vocal harmony section of the rehearsal, alongside a natty Valerie Etienne, was Zara Mcfarlane  who had just been nominated for a MOBO. Not surprisingly, she was pretty thrilled with the news.

I first met Zara last October, at the launch of her album, ‘Until Tomorrow’. Being on Gilles Peterson’s Brownswood imprint has provided a global launch pad for this young singer and that, along with a vibrant live stage presence has earned her a growing rep. In recent times she has supported the godfather South African jazz and funk  – Hugh Masekela – and duetted with The Voice of the moment – Gregory Porter and with her own band Zara continues to operate in a fluid and organic  fashion between the twin worlds of contemporary jazz and eclectic nu-soul.

In tune with her touring the UK with Lively Up! I though it appropriate to flag up her unique take on Junior Murvin’s classic ‘Police & Thieves’. Enjoy the vid and if you are diggin’ Zara McFarlane’s voice and vision you can vote for her here:

http://www.mobo.com/voting/best-jazz-act

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Doin’ It In The Park… Premiered in NYC

One of the first posts I did on Ancient to Future, back in June 2011, was a news story on the forthcoming indie documentary Doin’ It In The Park: Pick-Up Basketball, NYC. Co-directed by Bobbito Garcia aka Kool Bob Love and Kevin Couliau, this much anticipated film explores the definition, history, culture, and social impact of New York’s summer b-ball scene, widely recognized as the worldwide “Mecca” of the sport.

Appropriately, Doin’ It In The Park: Pick-Up Basketball, NYC is set to be premiered this Friday (September 21st)  at  URBANWORLD FILM FESTIVAL, AMC Theater 34th Street between 8th/9th Avenue , NYC. Hopefully, not too long will elapse before it crosses the Atlantic and some well publicised  cinematic  showings grace our own inner cities. .

In New York City, pick-up basketball is not just a sport. It is a way of life. There are 700+ outdoor courts, and an estimated 500,000 players, the most loyal of which approach the game as a religion, and the playground as their church.

“You can play high school or college for four years. You can play Pro for a decade. You can play pick-up … for life.”

Doin’ It In The Park lovingly uncovers this movement through the voices of playground legends, NBA athletes, and most importantly the common ballplayer who all day looks forward to calling “next” game at their local schoolyard.

Co-directors Bobbito Garcia and Kevin Couliau visited 180 courts throughout NYC’s five boroughs to create their debut documentary. They traveled to a majority of the locations by bicycle, carrying camera equipment and a ball in their backpacks. The film’s title refers as much to the subject matter as it does to the method of film-making, providing an unprecedented perspective on urban America’s most popular, and accessible, free recreation.

Bring it on!

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COLLABORATION ACROSS THE REGGAE NATION…. Lively Up meets Bob Marley and Word Sound & Power: Reggae Changed My Life

Lively Up,  celebrates Jamaica50! It consists of several ambitious projects set to tour the UK – two of which are dedicated to the music of The Wailers and innovative saxophonist Joe Harriott. Lively Up is the brainchild of Gary & Janine at Dune Records and the posse are holding an open vocal rehearsal, featuring Aswad’s Brinsley Forde, at the British Music Experience in the 02 this Thursday (2oth Sept).  It’s intended to give us a taste of what’s to come with their 30 piece Jazz Jamaica big band + strings  interpretation of The Wailer’s classic ‘Catch A Fire’ album.

‘Catch a Fire’ was released in 1973 and it is a seminal album. It arrived in a replica of a Zippo lighter complete with flip top and it established The Wailers as international superstars. The LP introduced reggae to the  rock music mainstream who were taken aback  by the raw, lyrical militancy of tunes like ‘Concrete Jungle’, ‘400 Years’ and ‘Slave Driver’ and the power of the music which had been tweaked to reach beyond it’s Jamaican audience. It was the spark that helped ignite a global Rasta revolution.

The Wailers circa. ’72. Bunny Wailer, Bob Marley, Carlton Barrett, Peter Tosh, Aston ‘Family Man’ Barrett

Along with the open rehearsal (don’t expect the full ensemble!), the BME have scheduled a forum/discussion around the global impact of  ‘Catch A Fire’ which will feature Tony Platt (Engineer on ‘Catch A Fire’), Gary Crosby OBE (Jazz Jamaica/Dune Music), Brinsley Forde (Aswad) and Kevin Le Gendre (Journalist).

It all kicks off at 7.30… but get there early. Along with access to the rehearsal and discussion, you will be able to take in the the Bob Marley exhibition and savour Stage 2 of our very own Chaser Productions’  Word Sound & Power: Reggae Changed My Life.

This Thursday!!!  20 September – 7.30pm  /  Tickets – £5.00

More Info: http://www.britishmusicexperience.com/seminal-albums-catch-a-fire/

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MY ROCK STARS VOL. 1 – Hassan Hajjaj in Bahrain

Caravane

Rachid Taha

Last Wednesday saw the opening for my good friend Hassan Hajjaj’s latest images – My Rock Stars Vol. 1  – at The Third Line in Bahrain. This time round Hassan’s lens pays tribute to tradition African portraiture of photographers like Seydou Keita  and homes in on the musicians, performers, unsung artists and personal inspirations that currently inform and help shape his cultural world-view.  The artists and images included here give us and idea of where Hassan’s pre-occuptions lie and as ever his mixed media presentations, which highlight his passion for style and pattern, typically resonate with a brilliant array of colour.

Let’s hope he brings the show to London in the Autumn and Hassan and I can have a little “ancient to future” reasoning.

Above: Hindi Zahra

PS: You can find Hassan’s shop at Arnold Circus end of Calvert Avenue in Shoreditch, East London… it’s got a double fronted shop window and wares that are obviously his!

Above: Keziah Jones + Man – Belly Dancer

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STILL STANDING: Anthony G at the White Cube

Drifting through Hoxton Square on my way to the printers I noticed that the White Cube had a show of works by Anthony Gormley. It was an enticing offer I couldn’t refuse.

I’m definitely a fan and as I entered the downstairs space which is populated by seventeen figures I was totally hooked.  Each body was formed from rectangular cuboid blocks, stacked and jutting out at different angles. They are a warm rust colour and drip stained as if corroded over time. As one moved around the space you became increasingly aware of their character and Gormley’s  ability to create  then most subtle shifts in posture.

Up until recently,  the previously residence for these isolated figures was  in a grand columned space at St. Petersburg’s illustrious Hermitage Museum and  I felt I tinge of  privilege upon discovering them by chance in Hoxton Square. As with the works that the artist showed at the Hayward the Academician’s body shape and size is the scultor’s  starting point and he explores numerous stances. Arms are crossed or placed behind the head, some strain to stay upright, one is bent double while another is prostrate on the floor. One figure seems to simply disintegrate. Obviously, there are resonances of Cubism and Constructivism but it’s the pixel effect created by the use of blocks that instantly transports these physically powerful pieces into the digital dimension.

When I suggested to a fellow viewer that some figures appeared to be watching us he spontaneously recited an appropriate piece of verse. I thanked him for his poetic insight… I was totally knocked out

Antony Gormley RA, 'Level II'.

As a result, I failed to notice that there were more recent pieces on show upstairs at the gallery and another visit may well be on the cards. Otherwise I’ll have to wait until the dark days of November to roll in and the White Cube in Bermondsey hosts a major exhibition of the artist’s new work.

Photography: Stephen White. Courtesy White Cube.

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STORM WARNING: KATE TEMPEST’S ‘BRAND NEW ANCIENTS’

IF YOU’RE NOT FAMILIAR WITH THE NAME KATE TEMPEST YOU NEED TO BE! It’s almost a year to this day that I   first did a little piece on this 21st century South London wordsmith whose rhythms and rhyme, once heard, are not forgotten.

A One Taste regular, a rap battle veteran, a band member of Sound Of  Rum, a playwright whose Wasted debuted last May via the new writing theatre company Paines and Plough, Kate Tempest is a force to be reckoned with. Her latest offerings are a book of poems including a Cd and DVD called Everything Speaks In Its Own Way and Brand New Ancients  – a lyrical tour de force that is currently blitzing packed houses at the Battersea Arts Centre.

Dare I say this? This young woman has both content and flow that rivals the great Saul Williams and the name Tempest links her across the ages to that other great London playwright and lyrical master who the late great dub poet Michael Smith described as Shaka’s Spear.

As she steps from the shadows into the intimate space at the BAC she looks deceptively young. She gets the plug for her book over and done with any indication of nerves vanish as she launches into her poetic monologue. Behind her on a raised platform are Kwake Bass, Raven Bush, Natasha Zielazinski and Jo Gibson who are poised to deliver Neil Catchpole’s atmospheric score via trap drums/electronics, tuba, violin and cello.

It’s a scene setting combination and the poet, a born raconteur, wills the audience  to visualise the the images she throwing out. It’s a tale set in modern times, out in the margins and a million miles away from the lives of those vacuous but celebrated celebrities who populate today’s culture. We are dropped in amongst the working people… the dispossessed… and we, as listeners, are immediately engaged with the lives of two families as they collide, connect and splinter. It’s a turbulent, violent and tragic journey.

This is not Sixties style social realism. Brand New Ancients transports us into the realms of myth when the gods walked amongst us, when the heroic allowed us to find the god within us.

The gods are in the betting shops, the gods are in the cafe,
The gods can’t afford the deposit on their flat…
Winged sandals tearing up the pavement,
Me, you, everyone, brand new ancients

Her words come in waves and as they slide  into the full-on flow of rap she switches mics to offer more mobility and momentum. Alternatively as one lyrical tsunami crashes to a climax she sits, takes sips on a glass of water and listens to the musicians weaving their own spells.

I give thanks for Kate Tempest uncompromising vision and righteous anger. She has a firm grip on the realities that surround her and it’s clear that she is not there to make value judgements,  to condemn those scarred knuckled warriors who no longer know who to fight.

The one hour and twenty minutes of Brand New Ancients vanishes into the ether. We were immersed in the fictionalised life others but the mirror of our own lives is never far away. It’s not all rage and rhythm, there is passion blazing at the heart of her writing and her delivery and as I stepped onto Lavender Hill, a copy of her book in my hand, I felt a little taller… talawah….. that’ s the word.  I say to Kate Tempest, “Nice one, because like you I know lots of gods and they do indeed walk amongst us.”

PS: Jody! Thanks for the tickets. We owe you!

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MIND BODY & SPIRIT…. THE PARALYMPIC LEGACY!

Respect is indeed due!

Having been marooned in the city for the bulk of the summer, I have to say that the Olympics and the Paralympics saved the day. As Swifty and myself were busy installing at the British Music Experience in the North Greenwich Centre (they weren’t allowed to call it the 02 for sponsorship reasons) we were immersed in the Olympic build up whether sharing the tube with the Adidas clad volunteers or running the gauntlet of the Royal Marine commandos who were manning the airport style security.

I’ve already put down a bunch of thoughts provoked by Danny Boyle’s tremendous opening session of the Olympics (https://ancienttofuture.wordpress.com/2012/08/13/olympics-2012-takes-me-back-way-back-to-discover-a-working-class-woman-welder-and-olympian/) and as the athletes from Team GB – Olympic and Paralympic – set off today through the streets of central London with a carnival style bloco leading the way and playing a version of the Clash’s ‘London Calling’ it’s appropriate to reflect on the impact of the Paralympic Games.

Just as we all the thought the Olympics couldn’t be topped the Paralympic opening, with Stephen Hawking, threw down a different gauntlet. Basically, we were immersed in a complex and endless flow of serious competitions and performances that bordered on the superhuman. It was brilliant to see the stadiums packed to capacity and being in the athletics stadium when they announced that 1 million people had just passed through the Olympic park for the Paralympic Games was a major buzz.

Suddenly, people with impairments and disabilities were visible and dominating our TV screens. Each night The Last Leg ran their ‘Is It OK To Ask…’ tweets and did us all a favour by treating us to a dose of good humoured education. There was even an admirable attempt onto take a wheelchair on that killing BMX track. We all had to wrap our heads around the categories and what combination of disabilities make up that particular category. Watching a Chinese swimmer with no arms competing against swimmers with arms was mind blowing and a little confusing. However, he did come second with an aamzing time and all in all it has been totally enlightening. It’s been amazing to witness how sports science has evolved to assist these athletes in dealing with the impact of particular disabilities.

For sure, the Paralympic games will have provided a new generation of young people right across the spectrum with a massive dose of inspiration and a taste of what’s possible if you have the passion, the will to succeed and the determination to train very hard. It was most appropriate that George Osbourne was booed when he stepped up to present the medals at one session. What did he expect? He’s a Tory Finance Minister. Not only is he proposing cuts in disability benefits his austerity policies are guaranteed to damage the potentially positive legacy that both games have left behind.

There’s undoubtedly still a long way to go but I feel proud that people have responded so positively. There’s always going to be idiots out there and the refusal of Horse & Hound magazine to devote their current cover solely to the medal winning Paralympic dressage team proves the case. There always going to be political opportunism – Cameron giving swimmer Ellie Simmons her Gold medal was a classic – and flip side to that scenario demands we know why the ghost-like leader of the opposition wasn’t in the house. Man of the people – sadly, I think not!

Pistorius & Oliveira

There was plenty of drama in both Games. From Jamaica 1-2-3 and Mo Farah in the Olympics we went to  Pistorius vs Oliveira (next stop Rio), the unstoppable Weir Wolf,  the velodrome (which gave us: “He’s throwing a Cundy!), the ruffnecks that play wheelchair rugby, the blind footballers, the one legged high jumpers and the dude on a crutch who threw himself into that final table tennis volley! It’s amazing what will make a grown man cry!

And if you were wondering what Ellie Simmons had on her headphones as she entered the pool it was Eminem’s ‘Lose Yourself’.

“You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo…”

To quote one Games Maker the games have, “Lifted the cloud of limitation.” Who would disagree… certainly not the million strong ecstatic crowd of people who turned out today to show their  appreciation for their record breaking achievements… Trafalgar Square! Road block!

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BLOWN AWAY: SEARCHING FOR SUGAR MAN is a must see!

I’m definitely behind the curve on this one! Went to check out Searching For Sugar Man at the Curzon in Soho yesterday and was blown away. I like to see documentaries on the big screen… it’s a different experience… you get immersed in the story and when it comes to Searching For Sugar Man I have to say. “Brilliant story!”.

Basically, this is how it goes. Rodriguez made two albums in the early Seventies for Sussex / Buddha in the States. Though the producers and musicians like Dennis Coffey loved them both ‘Cold Fact’ and ‘Coming From Reality’ bombed in the US and Rodriguez vanished into the cold, harsh working class neighbourhoods of Detroit without a trace. However, in South Africa, as the struggle against apartheid grew, Rodriguez’s music and lyrics found a place in the hearts and minds of the young Afrikaaneers who were ready for change and opposed to Botha and the apartheid regime. Sixto Rodriguez was bigger than Elvis and way bigger than the Rolling Stones in South Africa but nobody knew anything about him. He was an enigma and that where this documentary kicks off.

I’m not going to blow the story ’cause you need to check the film… but I can say that Rodriguez is alive and well, despite rumours that he’s killed himself onstage with a pistol to head. In fact, he is playing the Royal Festival Hall in November and the reason I say I’m lagging behind on this one is the concert is already SOLD OUT!

This is a deep story and Sixto Rodriguez is a very deep and humble man. Check him out.

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Dem Never Love…. Dem Never Love Poor Marcus….

MARCUS MOSIAH GARVEY lived a remarkable and turbulent life and considering there is a weight of literature and a portion of original film footage it’s somewhat surprising that nobody has made a serious feature film about this man’s life. Marcus had two stints in London, both of which are well documented by Marcus’s biographer, Colin Grant. It was was during his last stay in London, when he was regular but controversial orator at Speakers Corner, that he received news from America that he had died and was the subject of numerous obituaries. Following this premature announcement of his death Garvey became increasingly incoherent and died three weeks later on the 10th June 1940. He was buried in Kensal Green Cemetery.

According to Amy Ashwood, one of Garvey’s followers, on the night he passed away she had been disturbed by a dream. Garvey beckoned her to the yard at the back of the house:  ‘There I saw him on the scaffold[ing] of a big ship driving rivets into its side. After he completed his task, he turned to me and cried out loud ‘Build for Africa, work for Africa.’ Deep story!

Seventy two years later, in line with Jamaica50, there have been numerous celebrations around Marcus’ birthday – August 17th.  His Back To Africa vision and the movement he built has  earned him the status of prophet by the Rastafari and we can give thanks and praises to Large Up TV for touching down on the shores of Port Royal in JA and enlisting  roots legend, Fred Locks, to count down the Toppa Top 10 reggae songs about Marcus Garvey.

The Ancient To Future addition to Live Up’s Marcus Garvey Toppa 10 has to be Sky High & The Mau Mau present ‘Marcus Garvey Chant: Words & Sound’ feat. Yami Bolo and the spoken words of Marcus Garvey.

For more info : http://largeup.okayplayer.com/2011/08/18/fred-locks-presents-the-toppa-top-10. Produced and Shot by Martei Korley

Also check: http://untoldlondon.org.uk/articles/read/almost_an_englishman_marcus_garvey_in_london

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