Sax in the gardens, acapella and gay rights at the National Park

"You can tell dem antiman nutting, dey have gay rights now".. a woman sitting behind me told her friend while Woodside Choir was singing The First Noel. "I aint mind dem, but not in my face"

Cloudy Sunday evening. Nice chilly breeze.  It was easy to hear the women talk because, well the sound system was a bit mixed up and the choirs could not be heard from the North Eastern corner of the stands where we were seated.

The President and Mrs Granger hosted the Christmas Story. An impressive musical programme which featured choirs, the acapella group Circle of Love, solo artistes, and big bands with the narration and acting of the story.

The planning and co-ordination must have been enormous.

I am sure the President didn't notice the grammatical error on the entrance ticket.

"Look, is Mr Bentick come back from New York" . The solo and small groups had good sound and some people around me cheered loudly for Mr Bentick's Go Tell it on the Mountain.

Two women who left same time with me noted "they have to do better, like they didn't test the sounds'.  The Police Force band could not be heard  either.. the wind might have been blowing the sound away.

They had mixed feelings.. the idea was good, but the sound engineering needed work. There must be people in Guyana who understand the acoustics of the National Park and how to arrange mics for choirs and so.

The last time I had attended an event at the Park, I sat in the same place, and there were no sound problems.


Earlier in the day, the rain was falling when the Steelband Concert should have started in the Botanical Gardens. Different venue. The audience was close to the performers. The rain delayed the start. Gray skies, cool breeze. Young people drying out the steel pans .

Ruth Osman singing "Do you Hear what I hear" under the bandstand. The man with the Sax at that evening time when the moon showed. Collage with their version of Drummer Boy.  Bishops Steel Band as the darkened place almost dark. Botanical Gardens in the rainy weather, quieter, fresher.







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