Afro Rock

a lost art that I wish could return... no more Black guitar heroes. Where'd they all go?

that sweet feedback that distorts Hendrix strings

is now lost in a turntable haze

back in the day, rock and blues ruled

soul and funk mixed within and we schooled

those guitar heroes to follow, yet now that place is hollow

brothas and sistas no longer crave

that axe grind that WE founded and I’m amazed

cause the reigns afro rock now lay in such disarray

Prince seems to play for dolo

and Kravitz seems to be Jimi’s shadow

or should I turn to Slash for my riff wrath

 

 

Afro strings invisible to me

even funk is an obsolete thing

a sign o’ the simplified times

afro strings cut by party rhymes

note bending now reserved for auto

tunes that hit Billboard picked by the lotto

 

Young emcees that don’t know Watson

Wah Wah sounds legendary by the ton

cause we say we’ve evolved the sound yet

of the elements, we’ve lost almost every one

cause the players still play, yet none can shine

‘cause most would rather babble about drugs

than return afro rock to the field of divine

 

price of an axe coulda forced the art to lost

easier to join a cypher than learn a chord

still I long for that Black Snake Moan

that heart wrenching electric tone

to speak to the aches of that place

that our people used to evolve and breathe

 

who now to lead?

Strat in hand but few heroes to feed

my pedal board ambition…

Reviews

[Yellow Butterfly]

I seriously can not believe no one has reviewed this wonderful piece of MUSICALITY ART!!

Written words to die for..... Just like the Great Hendrix himself!!

Afro will always..ROCK!!

[Yellow Butterfly]

I seriously can not believe no one has reviewed this wonderful piece of MUSICALITY ART!!

Written words to die for..... Just like the Great Hendrix himself!!

Afro will always..ROCK!!