Nana visited me on different occasions and I still remember his birthday and his address in Ghent. I wonder where he is now and how he's doing. He must be in his early 60's now. I still hear his laughter clatter in my ears and I can imagine the shine of his sparkling white teeth. Strange how sometimes, old memories pop up and make you go back in time.
You don't know me yet, maybe you do. If you don't, you will get to know me by reading this blog. If you know me, you might learn more about me, reading this blog, since I don't have the time to keep up with all of you. I'm a witty, young at heart hobby cook, always in for a good time, craving carbs but not eating many. An open book to many, spontaneous, outgoing, loving and caring personality with Type 1 diabetes.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Nana from Ghana
Middle 1980's, Rock op het Plein Festival, Wervik. I don't remember the exact date of the first time I heard the Skyblasters sing, but I do remember I liked their reggae music and the band members. One of the singers - Nana (Prince Far Out is a name that slightly crosses my mind) - in particular had drawn my attention. He had a rasta hairdo and he was real gentle and funny. He had an amazing warm voice and I loved his black accent. I don't recall how we managed to see one another, but somehow we did. He once made me a tape, full of Bob Marley songs that he had sung for me. I had kept that tape for so many years, but I must have lost it at a certain time.
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