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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Rasta No Abide A Sad Fraternity Mon

Brilliant piece of satire at The Onion that explains precisely why I am so embarassed sometimes to say that I "like reggae" (as well as illustrating American capitalism's amazing power to transform a politically revolutionary art form into a safe, bland commodity). I have to say that I am "in to dub" or I "like rocksteady and other Jamaican music". And don't get me started on how Orange County ruined the word "ska"...

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