Folk song of Shangaan People
National Wake Live at The Chelsea, Hillbrow, Johannesburg.
1981
Punka Khoza, Gary, Khoza, Kelly Petlane, Steve Moni, Ivan Kadey.

Tshindi

The Crown

Hot Tropics

Recorded live at the Chelsea August 1981.

its hot in the tropics, the tropics is hot
here we sit in this melting pot
troubles brewing, people  stewing
want to know what it is that I’m doing

old lady’s in the court yard she’s, throwing bones
kids in the alley, throwing stones
I’m on the corner waiting for Horner
who say’s, “don’t be late”, still I wait

sidewinder, mindbender
dig up the gold, hide the splendor
when you’re through,here’s what you do
go to the Pampas, where you can lump us

deep underground you can hear the sound
of this crazy world its turning round and round
drills a’thumping, hearts a’pumping
we sure have started something

the heat its on, the pot it boils
some sweat some drown, some pick up the spoils
the sun it shines, just about all the time
walking cross this land I can’t, I can’t understand

Hot Tropics

one early evening outside Fontana at Highpoint, Hillbrow, Johannesburg in the late 70's

Highpoint Krishna

feeling inside feeling Inside deep Inside
rumble rumble rumble Inside disquiet I can't hide

Hari Krishna Fontana Highpoint drums bells cymbals chanting
people of all sizes and shapes colors dancing
electricity in the air you can feel it smell the fear
look around source is clear two rugby players uniforms short hair
they see whats going down and for this they do not care
wade into the dancing throng when out of nowhere the Hippy appears

In this human zoo thinking about what to do
feeling deep inside deep inside

Hippy speaks to them oft God Peace and Love
of this they're having nothing of
the rugger shouts “Don’t fuck with my mind”
explodes violently insanity
crowd wakes shakes off its fear charges ruggers who flee up the stair
sidestep the mob so easily mob charges on mindlessly

feeling inside feeling Inside deep Inside
rumble rumble rumble Inside disquiet I can't hide

strange tale to tell and after all is said
strangest was both Krishna and ruggers
wore saffron and red

Highpoint Krishna (feat. Warrick Sony)

Kalabash

Bolina

Bolina Jam

early days of the stay home
christo pellani drums and percussion
ivan kadey guitars and vocal
warrick swinney bass and mix

ISOLATION#9

Warrick Sony Bass and Production
Kevin Jarvis Drums
Josh Sklair Guitar
Ivan Kadey Lead  Guitar and Vocal

Lyric

now is the time with the world 
afire
and the flame 
burning higher

blaze blazing 
tazer tazing
and the smoke 
tears your eyes

preacher man preaching
upside down bible 
his teaching
lift the veil from lies

now is the time with the world
aflame
freedom fighter 
that’s your name

running boulders by the shore
trust eyes and legs till can’t run no more
don mask 
into the deep dive

wonderland comes alive
drifting through forests of kelp on high
leaving land behind
come up forbreath yes you find
flocks of birds in the air
endless sky everywhere

o’yay
o’yay
o’yay
o’yeah!

now is the time make the world
anew
with all our colors
shining true

now is the time make the world
anew
with all our colors
shining true

o’yay
o’yay
o’yay o’yay 
o’yeah!

That's Your Name

Immigrant song.
Warrick Sony Bass and  Production
Kevin Jarvis Drums
Josh Sklair Lead Guitar
Martin Pell Keyboard
Ivan Kadey Guitar and Vocal

Lyric

Chief Joseph / Trouble Song

Chief Joseph please understand
I had to leave my homeland
start a new line, leave my bones behind
Come to California, yeah my fortune to find
Come to California, leave my troubles behind
and what did I find?
wherever I go
find me trouble and woe

Chief Joseph I understand
Not all came of their own plan
sold into slavery took hundreds of years to be free
come to the land of Dixie, come in shackle and chain
come down the Mississippi yeah well, could not keep your own name
it will drive you insane
beyond belief
so much trouble and grief

New day rise
Keep hope alive
Hold on

Woe mama yeah!

come to the land of Liberty  yeah
brother and sister and me
come to the land of equality
come pilgrim, refugee
we all come to be free
its a long road to run
yeah there’s much to be won 
and race is not done
but I believe we shall overcome!

said a new day surely rise
keep your eye on the prize
hold on, hold on
ain’t no time, sing good trouble
ain’t no time, sing good trouble
ain’t no time, sing good trouble
trouble song.

Yeah!

NWake

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