Tarkwa Bay

December 16, 2009

Another dub from memories of childhood in Nigeria. To me, reggae evokes day to day living, work, walking, the movement of bodies in streets. Tarkwa was a beach outside of Lagos that ran for miles, peppered by vendors selling peanuts in old bottles. For some reason, the memory of seeing a woman carrying a heavy load on her head, her figure shimmering in the haze of heat from the beach, stuck in my head when I laid down the bassline.

Kiru - Tarkwa Bay
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