Talking Loud & Saying Nothing: The Electricity of Afrocentricity
Chris Bourke, Rip It Up (New Zealand), December 1989
SUMMER IN THE city, New York City, and the place smells. Hot times, an expected high of 90 today, and more than the back of my neck is dirty and gritty. The garbage is rotting, the subway trains are breaking down. The sanity of the citizens of Manhattan is under strain; they grit their teeth to stop turning into the Son of Sam.
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