Playing tracks by
Sault feat. Laurette Josiah, Damon Locks, Elements of Peace, Carlton, Big Youth and more.
This show was 78th in the global downtempo chart.
The last few summers blend together. I’d struggle to pin down if the full moon party I played at was last year or three years ago, when I watched Purple Rain in the park, or exactly which year my bike got stolen. I can’t imagine that I’ll mistake 2020 for any other summer.
From a screenwriting point of view, the year has been a flawed draft. The global pandemic and racial revolution are objectively good plotlines, but would have worked better as separate seasons rather than playing them both out at once. The reality TV President character has descended into such a caricature that his thread plays more like a daft cartoon than clever satire.
Ideally our story will resolve with the comforting predictability of a Hollywood feature with racial justice attained and the virus defeated, but my concern is that God doesn’t seem to be that kind of writer, and is by all accounts more likely to complicate the plot with an alien invasion.