Tuesday, 26 August 2008

Cool runnings and a natural mystic blowing

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
‘Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Some say it’s just apart of it
We’ve got to fulfil the book
Won’t you help me sing
These songs of freedom?
‘Cause they all I ever had Redemption songs Redemption songs
Redemption songs

It was his last appearance In the United Kingdom. Unbeknown to the crowd Bob Marley was suffering from cancer that he famously contracted while playing football. Marley In his adidas playing the game he loved In a country that loved him. But on that warm June day In South London the crowd - that had to endure Q-Tips led by a Paul Young that would later become a big star, shuffle to Joe Jackson and then dance to the AWB - took Marley and his Wailers Into their hearts. A great, great gig where the ganja floated through the air as Bob sang: "There’s a natural mystic blowing through the air”, and then when he stood alone with his guitar, the park hushed and Marley started the glorious Redemption Song - religious (almost) majestic definitely

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