Bree SST9 3rd Draft

30 Jun

Sorry for the lateness…had 2 hours on Sunday evening after moving house to work on this draft – it was not the most productive writing session. Feel that I’ve made a lot more progress since then but still have quite a bit to do. There are sections in bold where I have made notes to indicate where I am going with it

Mainly just looking for any general feedback, particularly regarding clarity and flow

🙂

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{Projected onto a screen}

[Headline from August 8 2014] ‘Alcohol ban at Nottingham Caribbean Carnival over safety fears’

[Headline from August 12 2014] ‘£2 entry fee for Nottingham Caribbean Carnival’

[Headline from August 17 2014] ‘£2 entry fee scrapped now there is no main act’

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Master has stripped us clean

Of everything we own

Trying to break the links to our home

[Where?]

But our memories are as strong

As the chains that bound us to this ship

Sailing towards the Caribbean sea

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We are sold to a man

Who has failed in his own land

An army deserter, cast out by his family, for the shame –

Sent to oversee slaves on their sugar plantation

He has ideas about his station

But his deficiencies are wrapped up

In the whip he carries everywhere

Whilst the perennial sun watches us become

Another commodity to share

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The English – they like their tea

With a little sweetness and subjugation stirred in

And so, we cut the cane. We crush the cane

He cuts our skin and crushes us with lashes

If we ever dare complain

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I have seen people burnt to ashes

Heads bashed in with blunt edges of axes

Strung up, cut down and fed to dogs

For the most minor of infractions

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Even in the worst of times…[This section will be about the human spirit and their capacity to adapt to horrendous conditions and how slaves in particular used music as a way of connecting with each other and as an act of defiance – resisting conformity to another culture]

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Every year there is Carnival

But not for us…

Master took my drums from me

So I steal pans from the Master’s kitchen

To make drum beats

And I take to the makeshift stage

In our slave space

[I’m going to describe some of the music here and would like to have some steel pan music in the background]

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The next day, the Master conceals his defeat

Behind the fake swagger of a man

Who is emboldened by the rum he swigs

We are made to eat the master’s leftovers for the week

From a trough, like pigs

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As the days go by

I see the Master’s wealth multiply

While new mothers desperately decide

Whether to give their newborns up to infanticide –

Or have them endure this life

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[A section here leading up to the abolition of slavery]

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We made carnival a celebration of freedom

Dancing to create memories

Through the space left between

Us and our family trees

[Would like to have some carnival music in the background]

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Master still tries to steal music from us

But he can’t find rhythms in the steel pans

That we once stole from him

{Projected onto a screen}

[Headline from August 8 2014] ‘Alcohol ban at Nottingham Caribbean Carnival over safety fears’

[Headline from August 12 2014] ‘£2 entry fee for Nottingham Caribbean Carnival’

[Headline from August 17 2014] ‘£2 entry fee scrapped now there is no main act’

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It’s Nottingham Carnival 2014

Wining and gyrating have been replaced

with whining and berating

The only voices heard

are the people arguing over a £2 entrance fee.

Leave your bitterness in the queue please

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Master will always try to shut us down

But every year is a chance to express a culture

We fought so hard to keep

I won’t forget why we are here

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