ragga mamma

Oh yes tis a weird and wonderful world when you find yourself giving tips to Ragga Mamma and her friends in the afro-carribean Cinderella. Who shake your hand at the end of the night and say you've given them plenty to think about. Who ask you what you normally direct and you dig into the memory chest and try to remember names of those writers you once thought you might shepherd across a stage.

Ragga Mamma had grace and poise. She knew she was the focal point of the earth's spiritual energies; she wore the mantle with pride and danced like she meant it.