Song of the day – 118: Segun Bucknor & His Revolution
Been watching Sidney Poitier’s 1961 tour de force, A Raisin In The Sun. (The original was the first play written by a black woman to debut on Broadway.)
Damn, but it’s fine. Pride and anger and assimilationist issues and identity problem and ingrained racism and humour and despair and liquor and Nigerian pride and feminism and more. Sure, it’s recommended. As good as anything Tennessee Williams ever wrote, and with a way – but surprisingly redolent in places – different slant. We picked it up in a double-pack with To Sir, With Love (yes, the one with the awesome Lulu theme song) for seven bucks. Whoa. That’s some seven bucks well spent.
So, anyway. The ever-fine Spanish label Munster Records sent me a care package alongside that incredible Daniel Johnston reissue, featuring Peruvian rockabilly outfit Los Saicos – if you haven’t listened yet, do so NOW! – and a fucking sweet compilation of Segun Bucknor‘s 70s Nigerian funk revolution stuff. Clearly influenced by James Brown, Bucknor really comes into his own the more political and fiery his lyrics become: tight yet fluid at the start, the music really starts kicking off on tracks like ‘La La La’ and ‘Who Say I Tire’.
Here’s ‘La La La’ (Hard Version)’ for you.