Wednesday, August 29, 2007

On the death of Sudsil: Ruminating on and Rummaging through the Vestiges of a world that has moved on

Unnu rememba Sudsil?

On the death of Sudsil: Ruminating on and Rummaging through the Vestiges of a world that has moved on...

"Aye yow yuh memba dem ole time zinc wash pan deh... aye when yuh did have the real ole time soap enuh just two grain out a di box, wah mi seh?!? two grain and the pan sud out... months yuh nun haffi buy no soap. Aye yuh memba dem soap deh the one weh come inna the box... missa sudsil. Dem now-a-days soap yah, blanca, breeze and dem new fandangles fab, dem a pih-yawwwwww, pih-yaaaaaaw soap, shuckuh-shuckuh, shake bag how much time and barely froth up... steups Sudsil a di foundation fi all a dem"

And so it is that with this real life monumental stereo (yet oh so) typical exaggeration, that our walk down memory lane begins.

When?!? Just when did sudsil... just disappear? Yet it had been a staple of so many Jamaican households, so how did it exit our rigour routine of "shuc-uh-shuck-uh squish squish" without any notice, no fanfare, no big hullabaloo for the detergent that served us faithfully so many years.

And then my mind can't help but examine the many other comrade commodities that have passed from our lives without notice and the many many others that are now on the endangered species list. When last did you see a Comet matches box, A trout orange juice - the one that was in the tall black box, or that corn beef tin with the ranch in the background, and act mouth wash, carbolic soap is a scent trail u rarely pick up these days "informer soap", and Castile and Lux seem to be fading to the Saint Ives and Bath & Body works market invasion. When last did you use a Dax Hair oil? Man... when last yuh see the red thing in the platic bag weh look like tamarind and Kool aid weh pickney usually suck on? When last yuh buy a sky juice eeeh? As a matter of fact mi feel like comment on the demise of the TEENAGER COCKROACH, I don't know about Kingston but one time inna Mobay aye every weh a bare teenager cockroach, now not even a remnant? They say the roach will survive a nuclear holocaust, Mobay proves, he won't even survive modernisation and globalisation.

Speaking of which just the other day some people and I were speaking and it came up about lunch money and looking back I remembered, starting Cornwall College in 1992, my lunch money had been $20, $5 for Patty, $5 for Cocoa Bread (who badman still nah seh Folden Bread), $5 for box drinks (Sun Ripe) or $7 for a Cannings... when last yuh even see Cannings by the way now pickney all a get $500 fi go a school. And whappen to those big tall glass bottle Holiday and Fanta and Coca Cola bottles eh, whapp'm to all Dandy Shandy and even 7up, all fido dido?

Jamaica: Election postponed — till when?
Friday, August 24th, 2007 @ 21:17 UTC by Nicholas Laughlin

Even as Jamaican authorities continue to repair the damage done by Hurricane Dean, controversy rages over the state of emergency declared last weekend by Prime Minister Portia Simpson-Miller, and the postponement of the general election.As Jamaica House reported on Tuesday, the country’s two major newspapers, the Gleaner and the Observer, have both called for a lifting of the state of emergency declared on Sunday 19 August, arguing that post-hurricane conditions do not warrant this measure. Jamaica House suggests many Jamaicans feel the same way, and wonders if Simpson-Miller’s government has a political motive for prolonging the state of emergency — specifically, whether it is a tactic related to the upcoming general election originally scheduled for Monday 27 August...

The following morning, Yannick Pessoa noted:
Here I sit on the cusp of an impending hurricane…. The literary and biblical allusions cannot be avoided. Some say this is the first miracle of Portia, to reverse an irreversible election. By Tuesday 21, the Jamaica Elections 2007 Blog, maintained by the Gleaner newspaper, was reporting that the Electoral Commission of Jamaica (ECJ) had decided on an election postponement, and ...


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Playlist: Mika "Relax-take it easy", Sizzla "Ancient memories" "Sizzla on Gully Creature riddim," Junior Gong on the Gang war riddim "Fed the multitude", Bounty on Gang War

THIS WEEKS GRIEVANCES: Why is the media still petting Beenie man, when him life gone to trash, and a calling it the Angeleenie Saga, like this a some Brad and Angelina or Bennifer (JLO & Affleck saga), And nuh him did call Bounty wife beater, cho... Beenie a di real iddy-boo. Alliance fi like, Yahnyk R the 1...

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Yahnyk TV --::-- TET: Wooing away some young lady

Follow the adventures of Old Man Tet as he wooes some young woman... with his charming wit... no claat... YAH RITE...!!!

Yahnyk TV: Ms. Eula vs JLP - part 1

Coming to you live from the streets of Jamaica, in Montego Bay, St. James, in the lovely community of Paradise Acres, we bring you lively funny and erstwhile public debates and deliberation on the Politics of the day... PNP vs. JLP and the recent TV debates. Starring Ms. Eula. Camera Man and Key Grip(I wonder what that is but its in all the tv credits)... none other than Yannick Nesta Pessoa... The Montegonian... &

Yahnyk TV: Tickle Puss vs the Labourite

Old man Tickle Puss, is on a tirade about the debates, the "chiney man" aka Dr. Horace Chang, plus lots of anti JLP rhetoric aimed at the store patron a JLP advocate... all at Lime Tree Lane-esque, Paradise Acres (Norwood's peaceful sister), Montego Bay, Jamaica.

Starring: Ashton "Tickle Puss" Beckford as Tickle Puss
Directed & Produce by Yannick Nesta Pessoa of Rastar Studios
Camera Man: Yannick Nesta Pessoa

Hurricane Dean or Hurricane Portia: Not changing nooo course...

Don't mind my use of the double negative yes Yannick does have a better grasp and command of the English language than you so you don't need to correct me... ha... and my vocab... come on pack up yuh bags... anyway I digress...

Here I sit on the cusp of an impending hurricane, the signs are evident it will becoming, I knew it from the very beginning, just sensed it. Or maybe it was the ominous looming sounds of distant thunders on the high seas. Like a warship, a massive vessel full steam ahead with all cannons cranked and aimed at us. I can imagine it, over vast Caribbean seas, dark, thick, rich, like a market woman with a tantrum. Landfall Jamaica will no doubt see what it has never seen before.

The literary and biblical allusions cannot be avoided. Some say this is teh first miracle of Portia, to reverse an irreversible election. Some say it is the armageddon (hmmm the hyperbole) a result of global warming, nuclear testing and mankind's wicked ways. An act of God some say. Pastors are no doubt praying so that it can veer south, and claim credit for acts of nature... silly folk...

Well Yahnyk TV will be bring you the reports, photos, videos and battalion of info, if I survive...

May the King follow you all the days of your life, till/if we meet again... in this life or the next... this is Yannick Nesta Pessoa reporting live from the Gideon battlefields from the frontlines of Jamrock... Some bwoy nuh know dis, dem come around like tourist... (that was my jab at those in the diaspora and off the rock)....

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Billie Holiday - Strange Fruit

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

The new Song I'm Pennying these days... Actually mi a do a likkle look back pon all mi drug inclined or psychotic empresses, Dinah Washington ( mi retro fantasy girl... JUICEY) and Nina Simone and Billie Holiday (mi retro Halle berry fantasy)