Saturday, December 3, 2016

The Last Poets. 1970's

The Last Poets: America in poetry from black power to Black Lives Matter

The Last Poets: Umar Bin Hassan, Jalaluddin Mansur Nuriddin and Abiodun Oyewole.
The Last Poets, left to right: Jalal Mansur Nuriddin, Abiodun Oyewole and Umar Bin Hassan. Photograph: GAB Archive/Redferns
“The Last Poets are the microcosm of black America,” said Umar Bin Hassan, one of the founding members of the group, when I first met him in Harlem, New York, a decade ago. And he’s right: the turbulent and sometimes violent history of this legendary group of African American men who became famous worldwide in the late 1960s and early 70s with self-critical, militant poems (“Niggers are scared of revolution. Niggers love anything but themselves”) not only influenced generations of hip-hop and soul artists – such as Public Enemy, Ice Cube, Ice-T, 2Pac, Common, Mos Def and Erykah Badu – but also the likes of David Bowie and Mick Jagger. Their fluent and funky conga-rhythms transformed poetry into rap (a novelty at the time, though perhaps not today).

Umar Bin Hassan, now 68, is in a position to reflect on their remarkable collective strength, resilience and hope. The Poets always bounced back, no matter how much they struggled – and boy, did they struggle. Umar, in particular, lived on the streets as a crack addict for years and found success very hard to handle. Growing up in a ghetto, where he was told “You ain’t shit” from a very young age, Umar worked as a shoeshine boy in a red-light district to escape his father’s abuse. Racism, poverty and social exclusion left their destructive marks on him; as Bin Hassan put it in one of his autobiographical poems: “Self-hatred wrapped up in a twisted, demented but well-controlled smile.”
Umar Bin Hassan
Umar Bin Hassan Photograph: Hollis King
From the first moment I discovered the Last Poets – through my 11-year-old, hip-hop-obsessed son – and from the first time I met them, I was completely absorbed by their life stories and poetry, which continues to reflect today’s black America.
The Last Poets started out during the black power movement, in the years, months and days after Martin Luther King, Robert F Kennedy and Malcolm X had been murdered. They were young men living in the black ghettos of Akron, Ohio, Detroit, Michigan, Jamaica Queens and The Bronx – all desperately seeking a different life to that of their parents, who in their eyes were too subdued, too damaged by racial oppression.

Inspired by the music of John Coltrane, the glamour of the Temptations and the politics of black pride, they started performing on street corners in Harlem where they immediately gained a following. But it wasn’t until 1970, when Alan Douglas – the white record producer who made Jimi Hendrix a star – convinced them to record their first album (Douglas drove into the heart of Harlem in his silver Jaguar and appealed to them himself), that they experienced fame. It became an instant classic. “White death will froth the walls of museums and churches breaking the lies that enslaved our mothers when the revolution comes,” is recited on When the Revolution Comes. “The Statue of Liberty is a prostitute,” is shouted out, on New York, New York.

Listen to the Last Poets’ When the Revolution Comes – audio
Their poetry seemed stronger then themselves, visionary even. But despite their self-awareness, their scope for self-criticism didn’t prevent them from getting into trouble; Umar and Félipe Luciano (former leader of the Puertorican Black Panthers, now a politician) got mixed up in drugs; Jalal Mansur Nuriddin became a hustler; and Abiodun Oyewole was in prison by the time the first Last Poets album came out, and heard other inmates sing words he wrote from other cells.

When they were all together, they almost killed each other fighting over rights and money. It was all too much for some: the original founder of the Last Poets, David Nelson, retreated to his sisters’ house; fellow original member Gylan Kain moved to Europe. By the late 1970s, their popularity had declined. Their disintegration coincided with the downfall of the black consciousness movement in America; the FBI’s Cointelpro programme had infiltrated all the major black political organisations, the Black Panther party was in disarray and drugs were flooding into black neighbourhoods.

But the Last Poets were saved by their art. When young hip-hop bands such as A Tribe Called Quest started sampling the Last Poets’ words in their own raps in the early 1990s, Umar started writing poetry again. After hearing his own voice on the radio, Umar went to Abiodun’s house in Harlem and told him: “We still got something to say to the kids.” He started reciting new work: “Arrogance is the demon that will kill us, before the white men, before the drive-bys...”
It was the start of a new beginning. Umar and Abiodun began working together again, recording new albums, and collaborating with artists such as Common, Erykah Badu, and bands like Dead Prez. And they found peace. Since then, despite all their internal fights, they have performed together on stage at various points; wiser, a bit sadder perhaps, but no less inspiring or militant.
Christine Otten, Umar Bin Hassan Babatunde, Abiodun Oyewole
Christine Otten, with Umar Bin Hassan, percussionist Baba Donn Babatunde and Abiodun Oyewole. Photograph: PR
Writing a book about the Last Poets changed my life, not only as a person but as an author. After spending months in America with these audacious artists who were so far ahead of their time, I felt I could do anything as a writer, even making music with words, just like the Last Poets themselves. Artistically, they taught me to be completely free. And more broadly, they remain so relevant: race remains one of the most urgent matters of our time. Not only in America, where a new generation is fighting racism and police violence, but also in Europe, where xenophobia and racism have become more open, more common. Ultimately, the story of the Last Poets is about human resilience and beauty’s sustaining power. I remember Umar telling me: “You have to turn yourself inside out, until something raw and honest comes to the surface. Something unique, not like anything else.” I definitely had to turn myself inside out. And I am glad I did.

The Last Poets by Christine Otten, translated from the Dutch by Jonathan Reeder, is published by World Editions (£12.99).

The Last Poets will be visiting the UK 25-27 November and performing at Ronnie Scott’s, The South Bank Centre Being a Man festival, and Foyles bookshop. The Last Poets are presented by Apples and Snakes, the UK’s leading performance poetry organisation.

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