Keith Anderson

I have been thinking lately (yes, I do think) about my mortality after attending a funeral.

“Resurrect the St James Renaissance Project.”

The world is in an economic mess, and my sweet Trinbago too.

The 2012 National Song Competition was launched on Tuesday afternoon without much fanfare at Theatre One of the National Academy For The Performing Arts (NAPA), Port of Spain.

I put on an old cornbird shirt, my dark shades, a cap and my James Bum coat then jumped in a maxi heading for the Mid Centre Mall Car Park last week.

In a calypso career that spans 42 years, Trinidad Rio (Daniel Brown) has never made it to the semifinals of the Calypso Monarch, now called Calypso Fiesta, despite having hit, after hit, after hit.

If you see me dressed like a child of the sixties, it is not that I am going off or holding on to the past, it is just that I am going back in times like the People’s National Movement, that once grea

If you see me with a worried look it has nothing to do with a tabanca but everything to do with the way things are getting tight like an old, rusty pliers.