31/05/2024
or Well Red, as I’ve non-consensually and unofficially christened him, outside of the confines of religion and within the warm grasp of buzz-spirituality, is another buzzer like no other. There is no other buzz like his, in the wise man’s words, he does it “for the many, not the few”.
There’s an unsurprising parallel and an irrevocable inspiration from Sam’s Well Red and certainly well-informed but never pretentious, precious words. There would arguably be no .agency if it weren’t for this powerful and vulnerable picture of pride. He put his faith into me, before I ever did myself.
Long before he invited the singular we dynasty to produce his unbelievable powerful, honourably honest, cunningly curious and delectably tasteful first piece of theatre, which explored the intersection between spoken word, movement, dance and theatre and the transition between all of these states, alongside his transition through adolescence to adulthood, from insecurity to security to insecurity again, he had nothing but love and trust in us and especially in me.
It’s hard to imagine that I would have ever taken the leap of faith from insecurity and repression to this state of giving it all a bloody whirl, if it weren’t for inspirational, vulnerable, confident and not least defiant, political people, like you Sam.
I am eternally grateful, blessed, joyous and utterly optimistic about a future in observation of you, friendship with you.
Words are not capable of describing your infinity, but everything you do, yo do with love, passion and care. You produce beats, you spit bars, you sing, you dance, you write poetry, theatre, spoken word, you converse, you have the gift of the gab, when you speak people listen, when they speak you listen with prowess and patience. You are a professional carer, in more ways than some. You are a herbalist, you meditate and you mediate.
Copenhagen, if I were you, I’d come through.
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