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I was planning to attend a show by the Reggae artist Buju Banton last night... It was cancelled.The club owners decided that based upon their position in the SF club scene that is was not in their best interests to have an act that had an openly homophobic song in his caltaog (the song in question was written 14 years ago when Buju was 15 years old). Well that and possible protests. Here is the song in question:Boom Bye ByeWorld is in troubleAnytime Buju Banton comeBatty bwoy get up an runAt gunshot me head backHear I tell him now crew(Its like) Boom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no nasty manDem haffi deadBoom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no nasty manDem haffi dead(Two man) Hitch up on an rub up onAn lay down inna bedHug up on anotherAnna feel up legSend fi di matic anDi Uzi insteadShoot dem no come if we shot dem--Don't want JackieGive dem Paul insteadDem don't want di sweetnessBetween di legGal bend down backwayAn accept di pegAn if it really hotYou know she still naw gon fledA some manStill don't want diPanty raidPure batty business dem love(Me say) Boom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote the nasty manDem haffi deadBoom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no nasty manDem haffi dead(Woman is di) Greatest thingGod ever put pon di landBuju lovin dem from headDown to foot bottomBut some man a turn aroundWhere dem get that fromPeter is not for JanetPeter is for JohnSuzette is not for PaulSuzette is for AnnWhere the boboclothDem get dat fromHere come the DJName Buju Banton(Come fi) ((Straighten yuh talk?))(Boom boom boom) Boom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote the nasty manDem haffi deadBoom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no batty manDem haffi dead(Caw me say) Dis is not an bargain (Me say)Dis is not a dealGuy come near weThen his skin must peelBurn him up bad like an old tire wheelgwaan buju banton yuh tough(Me say) Boom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote the batty manDem haffi deadBoom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no batty man(Hear what now!)(Two man) A hug up on an kiss up onAn lay down inna bedHug up on anotherAnna rub dung legSend fi di matic anDi Uzi insteadShoot di batty boy come if we shot dem--Dem don't want JackieGive dem Paul insteadDon't want di poom poomBetween Patsy legAll dem wantIs the body from FredBut dis is Buju BantonMe say(Me say) Boom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no nasty manDem haffi deadBoom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no nasty manDem haffi deadCaw woman is the prettiest thingGod ever put pon di landPut pon di land (Pu-pu-put pon di land)But some man a turn aroundWhere dem get dat fromPeter is not for JanetPeter is for JohnSuzette is not for PaulSuzette is for AnnHere come di DJ name Buju Banton (Come fi)Give di massiveSatisfactionHappy how yuh lovin (Ju fi)(So just) Boom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no batty manDem haffi deadBoom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no batty manDem haffi deadAll a di New York crewDem no promote Batty manJump an danceUnno push up unno handAll di Brooklyn girlDem no promote batty manJump an bogleAnna wine yuh bottomCanadian gals dem no like batty manIf yuh are not oneYuh haffi push up(Me say) Boom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no batty manDem haffi deadBoom bye byeInna batty bwoy headRude bwoy no promote no batty manDem haffi deadHow am I supposed to feel about this? On one side, I am digusted that this type of this happens. Meaning that people write songs that are hurtfull and that others can't let go of words that were writen by a child. Words are so powerfull that people are afraid of them. Words are used to convey meaning and can be just as destructive as a gun. Words heal and bring light to an otherwise dark place. WANNA BE LOVEDChorusWanna be lovedNot for who you think I amNor what you want me to beCould you love me for me?Real love, with no strings attachedI wanna give you me heartDon't want to take it backThis is my chat-choBeen searching for a long long timeFor that oh-so-true loveTo comfort this heart of mineNo pretense stop wasting my timeA virtuous woman is really hard to findI'm telling you ladyI'm only human, not looking for impossibilityJust a genuine woman with sinceritySomeone who is always near to hold meShow me you care, up front and boldlyDon't shun my feelings, all the positive meaningsLove me morning, noon all seasonsChorusWell every hoe have it's stick in a bushWhat happen to me...she must be somewhere out thereNow where could she be?Caught up passionately in a love rhapsodyI'm like waiting on some honeyBut there ain't no queen beeEverybody's laughingSome say I'm sillyNo infatuation, no love fantasyWoman you lead my life on a stringI can't tale the on and off thingI'm oh so lonely inside so I singChorusI would spend my nights at homeBut if it means contentionI'd rather be aloneTell the service man cut the phonesLock all communicationIf there's no light within my dayI'd rather stay in isolationFor that special someone a lifetime I'll waitI know that I'll be okayCross my heart, every day I live I prayAnd I know she'll come my wayNight and day for this woman I prayHow can an artist say such different things? How do I reconcile these feelings of confusion? Use your words to comment on a song that is full of love and this situation.ONE LOVE > kiaran









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I'm not sure how to react to this. Of course I have problems with homphobia. But I also have problems with censorship. This will take me awhile to sort out. Need to do more research about the acquittal...I'm a believer in innocent 'til proven guilty, so since he wasn't found guilty, I'd like to know why.
I think there's also a level of inherent hyposcrisim here...how many acts can truly say there are without sin. Take gangsta rap. I love it. Does that mean I'm gonna go to Annacostia tonight (DC) and start shooting people. Of course not. Same with lots of Roots music from Jamaica. It's not all peace and harmony...there's a lot of violence and passion in the music as well. Society, espcecially sub-cultures, want to get as close to the flame as possible, but then there's the risk of getting burned.
I have to admit, I don't think I'll ever stop liking some Buju songs, especially Hills and Valleys. That one just speaks to my soul. To me, music is much more about what happens in the listerner's head/heart/soul than the original words/melodies/harmonies written by the performer.