It’s
a mouse… it’s a mouse…
EEK A MOUSE in eindhoven nl.
Sounds
from the lecturer “Eek A Speeka”
Guest-List Vs Press Pass
Well
I thought it would be just another Sunday in eindhoven, one of the most
boring places to be in holland. As I was riding through the town I saw
about four “Rooots” individuals walking in the city centre
heading towards e-town train station. One of them seemed to be a familiar
face from New York City, so I made a detour of my heading to get a better
visual upon this being. Sadly it was not my old college friend Richard.
However, I made some new friends as we greeted each other as fellow black
global travellers. In this introduction of selves, we briefly exchanged
knowledge on the contemptuous discriminations we are constantly encountering
as we go our ways around the World in spreading creative love. After addressing
some of the topics on dutch actions of human prejudice, the book Artist@Large,
Poetic MC, Lyrics, ISBN 0970335318 and “Ama & Talking Tree”,
ISBN 0970335261were showed as counter-effect to the affecting releasing
negative energy by the netherland-netherlanders in their profit marketing
for capital economical gains while conducting unbalance trade games.
Admirations
were given on these publications and the question was posed, if I was
coming to the Eek A Mouse concert at the effenar. In truth I told them
no, because that place has a vibe I don’t like. The negative energy
of discriminations is too great there.
I gave one of my company cards and as we departed in destinations however,
further invitation was given by asking the correct wording of my name
to be placed on the guest list at the effenar. With this energy of acceptance
I decided to attend this concert with the goal of sharing stronger knowledge
on the love of poetry. In so, later that afternoon while at a local establishment
named bakery, I called a fellow poet/rapper/human beat box master Ghandiman
to tell him about the event. In his delight he made a phone call to place
his name on the guest list as well. After reclaiming my seating position
at bakkery, I entered conversation with two dutch individuals. One revealed
that he had a gift from a friend, which was a free ticket for the Eek
A Mouse concert. The other had to work that night so he was unable to
attend the show. The striking irony was he was doing reading analysis
on Edgar Allen Poe. Of which he asked me to share an interpretive translation
on Mr. Poe’s meaning & usage of these prime words “undress,
redress & retribution.
Soon after doing my rounds in the city, I headed back for home. As I rode
on my wife’s bicycle in the cold I had a smile of how life is sometimes
strange and funny. Relaxing now at home, I am telling my wife and my three-year
old daughter about the event of the day and my intention to go to the
effenar’s Eek A Mouse Concert. For the rest of the day our house
was very happy. I played with my pretty wife and daughter, cooked some
wicked ital/vegan dinner. As the evening progress I got ready to go to
the concert. My wife told me to give a little look on our daughter before
I go. The result was Ama got woken up for hugging and kisses before we
said “see you later” to each other and “love you”.
On the last detail of leaving the house, as the taxicab approached our
home, my wife told me to have a good time. 
So upon the fact that my name was not on the guest list, I had already decided I was still going to the concert even after the ticket clerk extended his required service by placing a call on my behave about my name being on the guest list. Sadly his final answer was nothing he could do about getting me into the effenar that evening after the reply from his above authority stated no entry. So diplomatically I took charge of my intentions.
After
expressing a desirable situation to one of the effenar’s securities
I was given five minutes to establish contact with the individuals who
invited my person to be in the effenar’s Eek A Mouse concert. At
this time I still did not know where were the individuals who invited
me to this production at the effenar. Within the five minutes, I made
a circle around the dance floor, with a brief stop over by the dj sound
system section which was filling the gap with dutch djs spinning reggae
dancehall 45 selections on the turntable before the live showcasing of
Eek A Mouse. After requested information, I was told the production/management
department of the performance would be backstage. Upon reaching near the
door of the entrance to the backstage, I was directed to an individual
as the band manager. After introducing myself and explaining the reasons
of my intentions the manager told the security guard who so happened to
now standing beside me… “It’s ok for him to be here
tonight”. Duteously, the effenar’s security told the manager
clearance should still be given by the promoter of the effenar’s
Eek A Mouse concert who was stationed in the ticket booth area. So after
more introductions and exchanging of words, my credential was validated
and I was given permission to roam free. It was a delightful experience
overcoming the obstacles of rejections.
As
I met the legendary Eek A Mouse backstage I was reunited with the “Rooots”
individuals I met earlier in the day. They were the instrumentalists accompanying
the vocal of Eek A Mouse… they all came from an amazing background
of musical influences. I was struck at how tall Eek A is… he is
a man of six feet plus that what I would say… he is very tall. As
he peeled his citrus fruit for consumption, I introduced myself and presented
a signed gift copy of the poetry book “Artist@Large, Poetic MC,
Lyrics”. After some photos we talked about the reggae industry and
the new wave of Artists expressing reggae vibes. Given an adamant reaction
on the exploitive nature of the reggae business, Eek A Mouse and I concluded
that many variations of reggae are all aspects of the one harmony known
as reggae music. His insightful creed of thought was on the new urban
artists lacking of contribution in connecting the dots towards the living
history of reggae music. With the new spin on reggae music artist such
as Beyonce and other top cross-over acts in their usage of reggae icons
should put together showcasing collaborations in the calibre of the original
“Three the Hard Way”-Brigadier, Charlie Chaplin & Josey
Wales as to emphasis the true essence in stimulating a stronger foundation
on the global musical reggae culture.
Due to the exploitive nature of the beast I see great sadness in the connective
growth of reggae music, on this level of relating stardom the beholding
factor it seems is like any other creative choice of living filled with
chaos. The beautiful aspect of it all is building the strength & network
to overcome the singularity of meanness. Through the love of words and
music the messaging of the Eek A Mouse and the instrumentalists were felt
as I saw fans eager to get backstage for more autographs after the encore
performance. On-stage the band caused the people to be jumping with joy
as Eek A’s uttered his trademarked sounds of vocalized acoustic
frequency modulations. Like all live showcasing, there are many small
details of unacceptable but overall this performance at the effenar was
rewarding both historically, & educationally.
> To Queen & King of The Netherlands, & All other heads of States World Wide
© Copyrighted by Ank Justice SteadySpear.
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