tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11122973.post6393838082552848454..comments2024-02-08T05:04:18.484-08:00Comments on J'S THEATER: Ernest Dawkins's UnTill Emmett Till @ Velvet LoungeJohn Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08073378940347627766noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11122973.post-35588590261054329582008-02-01T08:08:00.000-08:002008-02-01T08:08:00.000-08:00I am enamored of your opening line and might well ...I am enamored of your opening line and might well borrow it as a placeholder for what will be, in the next 3 months, a much-neglected blog. <BR/><BR/>And the opening accords well with your theme, the distinction between being "silent" and "wordless," or, rather, the contiguous place where vocalization sutures the two, especially via diasporic music.<BR/><BR/>Till is such a metonymic figure for the diaspora, the evidence of his death evidence, in a diasporic context, of the many bodies lost and hidden in rivers and forests. The production sounds amazing. <BR/><BR/>Back to my own diasporic musings.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com