Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Lyrics! - Fay-Ann Lyons

The last time we ran a lyrics feature we focused on the spellbinding linguistic acrobatics of Trini Soca word merchant, Bunji Garlin. In the realm of Soca, through the more traditional classes through which we measure skill, Garlin is at the head of a small pack of names which includes the lyrical likes of Skinny Fabulous, S.K.I.NN.Y. from out of Dominica, of course Ms. Alysha and just a few others as well. These performers make music which sounds entirely more lyrical and something similar to what you might find in the Dancehall on Soca (and Bouyon) riddims. However, what we don’t look at very closely very often is that one of the (and probably THE) major themes of Soca music - The ‘Jump and Wave’ - Can also be very syllabically impressive. Too many times we relegate these to merely being different ways of saying the same thing. While that may be true on the lower level, at the absolute highest, it could not be further from the truth. Over the past few years no one has ‘displayed’ this more clearly than the Soca-fied inferno that is Fay-Ann Lyons. While many of her tunes are of the ‘jump & wave’ variety, no one makes the masses jump quite as high, nor wave quite as frenzied as Lyons and particularly not consistently as of late. Her style is a bit different (obviously) and very wordy as she exhibits this scalding edge to her music which injects nearly supreme amounts of attitude and super-techno-femininity into it. The result is a force which will someday be credited with redefining and reenergizing the ‘basic’ jump & wave tune. Today we observe 10 completely random examples of lyrical napalm supplied by the human embodiment of the spirit of intensity - Fay-Ann Lyons.

“Bunji Garlin
I am your wife and I’m very glad
You see tonight
Inside dis fete, I beating yah bad
So take yah licks, just like a man
And don’t call meh phone
And go home!
And wait for me
I taking yah throne!
-2008 Soca Monarch Performance of ‘Get On’

“Well I ask mi Daddy one day -
How to mek people break away
Listen close now, cuz I’m about to tell what it is that he say
He say point yah rag to the sky
Let your national colours fly!
And when di place start to mash up
Di whole place rock up
Is then they go realize!”

“It’s my turn now!
To mek yah get on bad in di party
My turn now!
To show you what I got
My turn now!
So put up all yah hand if you wid mi
My turn now!
To go jump up on di spot”
-’My Turn Now’

“See the sun, shining down
On the land
Highlight the masqueraders
As they move, to the beat
Of the band
To the stage of the Savannah
Feel the vibe
Hear the sound
Mass accumulation!
Glittering in the sun, like diamonds on the ground!
Side to side goes the sound
As the band moves along
People ah waving and waving
Taking out their rags”

To see everybody jumping!
To see everybody waving!

“Somebody make a mistake -
They say Carnival done
Heading to the Savannah
Under the blazing sun
Masqueraders want to jump up
Wine up and carry on
But when they reach the big stage -
They realize it gone!”
-’Make A Stage [M.A.S.]'

“They trying to flop me
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
And no, they can’t stop me
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
Long time they waan drop me
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
So they underrate me
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
Let. These. People. Know.
Tell dem I am not my Father
I’m bad lak him, but the truth be told:
Like me, there will be no other
This. Is. Not. Ah. Show.
Who God bless don’t put asunder
If you don’t believe that this is true!
Meet Super Blue”

“Been hearing dem lately
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
‘She doh act lak a lady’
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
Make no apology!
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
So who don’t lak meh could bite meh!
[Tell dem ah keep moving, don’t stop]
Let. These. People. Know.
This is the continuation
Musically bad from since I born, legacy for generations
This. Is. Not. Ah. Show.
Fyah Man meet Silver Surfer
If you don’t believe that this is true!
Meet Super Blue”
-’Meet Super Blue’

“We got the base, to tear it up and make people jump
We got the vibe, to lift it up and do what we want
Hold on de pace, and keep it up and don’t make it drop
Cuz when we start, we going long, like we doh waan stop
Who got the riddim pumpin, de people jumpin up there?
We got it!
Who got de energy to keep people breaking away
We got it!
And when you see de band coming down for Carnival day
We got it!
On my command I want to see every colour display
-’Get On’

“Most man cyah ride wid it
So they get park-up, one side wid it
See they cyah hold on
So they cyah stay long
So they [slip, slip, slip] and slide wid it
Move over skinny bumpa gyal
Move over narrow bumpa gyal
Flat bumpa get left behind, kill dem wid di heavy t wine”
-’Heavy T Bumpa’

“It’s not unusual to see on Jouvert morning
Old and young partying
You can’t stop dem at all
They chipping, to the music they playing
When the big truck passing
And having a ball
So when you reach on the stage
And yah flag start to wave
And you get inna rage
Start to misbehave
Just JUMP!
And JUMP now WAVE and JUMP and WAVE!
And display yourself!”

Show meh yah colours
Put dem up in di sky
I want to see everybody put up something to beautify
Show meh yah colours
Put dem up, put dem up
In the back, in the front
Do what de hell you want!”

“Always criticizing and debating about my style
Cuz when I step on the stage they found does behaving wild
But I know the people rate me and of me, they are very proud
So show dem how a real artiste, should really mash up a crowd”
-’Ah Thinking of Something’

“This can’t be good!
Nobody jumping
No hands ain’t waving
The party stand still!
I in the mood -
To create something
Activate something
You don’t know until -
Everybody start the jumping and,
Everybody misbehaving
Ah reeeeeeeach
When you see the hands dem waving and,
People waistline wining, wining
Ah reeeeeeeach”

“They want me to -
Mash Up [eight thousand times]
Anything, Everything
Anything, Everything
Anything, Everything
Consider it done!”
-’Consider It Done’

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