High in Jamaica, Uncle Weed visits Black Ras’ abundant mountain growfield to discuss “swamp weed” grown in morass versus “hard land weed” grown in volcanic soil with bat guano, plus varieties of ganja strains – both domestic and imported. Plus background about his family teaching him the ways of growing most anything and living an Ital lifestyle.
Head to the hills for: Humble Boys Hard Land Weed – Choogle On with Uncle Weed #123 (.mp3, stereo, 30MB, 14:44)
High up a mountaintop of ancient uplifted coral, unaccompanied by bodyguards, escalades or a single Marley (unlike “reincarnated” snoop), I found a happy place– surrounded by thousands of little ladies. I squeezed the buds to savour the moment and smells of mangos and papayas, limes and skunks. Snapped with the usual analogue disposable camera. Note audio recorder in hand. My wanders are different now. I still wonder.
Snapped with a single-use disposable camera
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From a cabin in Jamaica comes a spoken word song made from loops, samples and layers of spoken and sorta-sung vocals inventing stories about a workers’ boarding hall which burned down years back and the foundations sits, still.
Years ago, the Humble Boys Club was a stalwart on this lost coast, now just the foundation remains.
NOTE: Hear Humble Boys Club as a spoken song
Humble Boys Club
Tucked in a south Westmoreland
a coastline bay
left to sequels of buccaneers
and earth core miners
The hard men & the Maroons
sequestered in the mountains
look long back behind, below
to forgotten sugar cane and ash
Rivers run past the opening
to the very middle of the soul
the water springs to pull you deeper
into the limestone and the very molten core
We are only Humble Boys
No poncies in our club
Overproof rum, bunks and porridge
at the end of the log flume runs
They left the coral
jagged rock to the hard men
and his schemes
the wise ones went foreign
made money and split
While the rest cemented in
tied a cabin to the very firma
which tears your feet and soul
Re-barred lashings to anchor
from impending storms
Buaxite, guano, timber cane.
And Human power.
You are a just a humble boy
toiled the sound, club burns down
Broken rubble is not your pillow
and the dust never blows away
We are just humble boys
toil the sandiness, bunkered
down huddled in, porridge with the other men
They’ll disappear into the green
disappear from everything
but remnants of life.
At a cabin in Little Bay Jamaica, Uncle Weed talks with Kitty who cooked Bob Marley’s Ital food when he was visiting. He explains the lifestyle, natural Ital food, and the importance of coconut and spring water and Bob Marley’s gifts… and UW shares the experience of visiting Bob’s cabin site and natural pool. Plus a riff about cabin building and acoustic music.
A wonderful podcast, following Dave Olson who interviews Foot Man, as they hike up Canaan Mountain to drink from a fresh natural mineral spring, eat ripened coconut and fruits and as they drape from the trees, and explore a natural weed farm baking in the hot Jamaican sun. Here’s a small taste of Jamaica, mon Meet Foot, a Rasta bushman called Fire, and Dave- guiding the adventure.
Source: Fire on Canaan Mountain ~ Choogle On Jamaica Scheme #4 | EarthPop Studios
Bound for healing waters
Sandy ground of characters, fishers & saints
Holding storymaking tools