By Suelika N. Buchanan

We danced til our feet hurt but still danced some more. We were hot, tired and sweating but we rolled our bodies around and ‘skanked.’ To the sweet reggae music, flicking up and bending over we were doing it! The music, it was doing it to us, we were under its control!

“One good thing about music is when it hits, you feel no pain!”

Rumours of gunshots, gang war and actual killings are increasing rapidly lately and people muttering what is happening to our lovely land of beauty? The people are crying out “We don’t need no more trouble, all we need is love”. At the Wardadli’s Dance last weekend March 18 at Club NV the people released their inhibitions through one love-Music!

The night was all about the return of the Antiguan brothers Dangerous and ‘G’ of Wardadli Souljahs Sound.

The most noticeable thing about the brothers is their deep understanding and love for music. They took us into their world as they shared their interpretation of music with us. As they began their styling, they went in deep and started off with some dubplates. Dubplates are tunes done by artists who sing about a DJ or sound using the artist’s song and mentioning the name of the sound, the selectors, MC’s and country of the sound in the song.

“Hey, Mister Music, sure sounds good to me! I can’t refuse it: what to be got to be. Feel like dancing, dance ’cause we are free; Feel like dancing, come dance with me!”

We danced and swayed, the Dangerous told us women how hot we were on that night and told us to walk out and model when an independent woman-like song played. Our favorites were those done by Macka Diamond, Lady Saw and Tanya Stevens. He called the men “ganstas” and “rudeboys” not literally just in the essence of bigging up the tough guys the “real-men.”

“Roots, rock, reggae- dis a reggae music! Roots, rock, reggae, yeah! Dis a reggae music!

Play I some music: dis a reggae music! Play I some music: dis a reggae music!”

Slowly but surely we walked out of the club to our cars, dreading how far we’d park because the closer spaces were full. We smiled at each other, “Remember when Wardadli played this… or remember when they played that!” We said to each other… we were what you called mashed up! We had a merry time, we were happy we needed it, under the control of the only drug that can take over everyone — Music!

Hey, Mister Music, sure sounds good to me! I can’t refuse it: what to be got to be. Feel like dancing, dance ’cause we are free; Feel like dancing, come dance with me!