Suddenly there came a cry for "War!" and four of the champions appeared on the platform and in turn improvised stanzas in glorification of themselves and disparagement of their rivals, becoming more and more abusive as they proceeded. A couple of snatches were these:When I'm in peace I'm like a cotton-wool,
But in anger I'm like an angry bull,... and
It was a mistake in Nature's plan
When you were created in the shape of man.
The book also has a detailed report on a visit to Invaders' pan yard and a description of their reaction when the band began to play:
Then the music started. It was immense. And it was indescribable. Anyone whose soul failed to be rocked by the Invaders was a rhythmic and spiritual zombie.Now many people - myself included - feel that way today walking into a panyard in Port of Spain, but few were saying that back in 1947!
Keep those email messages and news coming to the no longer Frozen North.
Ray Funk
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