Henry Turner Jr., based in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, President of Hit City Records and Founder of Henry Turner, Jr. and Flavor band have made a commitment and feels that this event can be one of the biggest in the country. “Reggae/World Music is in need of infused efforts from all sides the community and now is the time to come forward to support Reggae/World Music,” says Turner, Jr. “I will make sure that this message will be heard.”

Hudson River ECO Reggae & World Music Fest will present a day-long family-oriented event featuring well-known local and international Reggae, Hip Hop, Latin and World Music entertainment. These are some of the highlights:

Day-long family oriented events featuring music and various speakers on the main stage with audio visual screens Children’s Village featuring a music jam session, storytelling, face painting, ECO puppet show and other amusements VIP Pavilion “Taste of the Caribbean” offering a variety of foods and beverages

ECO Village featuring Green Lifestyle Tent for everyday living — Eco textile clothing lines, Eco/organic food and beverage, Eco jewelry stand, personal products expo make-up and lotions, home-based products.

Jamaican Man back Ina Style fe 2009!

By Sandy Daley

U know se tings really gaan bad when me have to say that Jamaican man come back ina style fe 2009! We all know the track record with our Jamaican men, so let’s not front! Over the last few years, primarily because of a failed common law marriage and some painful experiences with Jamaican men, I have only dated the American brothers.

I thought to myself, “Alright, let me try the other side and see what they have to offer.” But bwoy, from my observations, and my girlfriend’s experiences with the Yankee men, “gimme the Jamaican man any day,” is what I am saying to myself nowadays. From the lawyer in Atlanta, to the manufacturing manager in Ohio, to the big shot IBM Software man in North Carolina, I have discovered, grudgingly so, that I prefer my Island brothers.

Yes, you too Mr. Trinidad. Everybody know se yu like Jamaican women under the quiet! It is not my belief that they were not all bad; maybe my timing was not in sync with theirs or something. I have also come to realize that the values that I grew up with in Jamaica, where having a woman is seen as an honor, most American men have not grasped that concept. Some do I am sure, but I believe that it is instilled in a Caribbean man from his days as a youth, running around in the country, barefoot. The Caribbean men seemingly knows that if he has a woman, it is his responsibility to try to take care of her.

Our Yankee brothers need to be taught, just like the Caribbean man. Now, if this was happening to me alone, then I would walk away and say that this was my entire fault, and I must obviously be doing something wrong. It unfortunately is not, and women are experiencing major letdowns all over the globe. I have one friend in particular, who every other weekend picks herself up, rents a car and drives across the border to visit her so-called “man”. I won’t say which friend of course, she might read this.

Actually, no, she won’t read this, she is probably busy on the phone as we speak, cursing him out, asking him why he has not sent her any money. Again! So, therefore I can continue with my story. I am all for love and the pursuit of happiness, but paying for a rental car every weekend out of my own pocket, losing time and money from my job and driving in the snow, rain or shine, is not a smart move in my opinion. Especially in the snow! Look how cold Canada can get! As I told her one day, “If he was your man, you would not be borrowing money from me, a single mother of two boys.” To top it off, she is always asking me to put money on your pre-paid cell phone for her.

And that’s another thing Why can’t this American brother get her a plan on her phone and han’t talk too long cause you are burning up my minutes.” I would be a very rich woman. Oh brother! I just chuckle and roll my eyes every time that she says this. “My relationship is very important to me,” she says. “What relationship?” I ask her. “I have more of a relationship with myself and I am a single gal,” I think to myself.

Those words bubble up on my tongue to say, but I, of course, say nothing. Besides the fact that she might call me mean-spirited, which she has done in the past on many occasioave her ditch her pre-paid? If I had a penny for every time that she said to me,” “Girl, I cns, she is my personal trainer, and a good one at that. Free personal training three times a week, and the sculpted tush that I have now, thanks to her, make me keep quiet. “No need to ruin the round rump” I rationalize to myself. “Summer is here and my rear is looking more and more like Jennifer Lopez’s or Kim Kardashian’s butt every day. So of course, I say nothing. In my opinion there is no penis that gratifying for me to drive hundreds of miles for, in the snow or hail. I suggested that she try to receive her, “sexual satisfaction,” for a lack of a better description for it, via the telephone. Everyone in a long distance relationship understands what I mean.