Drive 500kms into the desert. Pitch a tent. Look around. With the right kind of eyes, you’ll notice, like we did this weekend, that just because you’re a zillion miles from anything, doesn’t mean you’re getting away. Rodriguez says it best: “I’ve played every type of gig there is to play now, and all of these people I play to are the same people.” Overtone does some stereotype-spotting at Afrika Burns 2008.
The ‘Haazit’ Guy
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Located: Middle chair, under tent canopy, cold beer in hand. Wearing: a pair of shorts and a five-o-clock shadow, even though it’s only 3.30pm. Sayings: “Come park off, chana” and “while you’re up, while you’re up…” |
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The American Volunteer Girl
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Located: In someone else’s tent, talking. Wearing: AIDS ribbon, lip ring and ‘Trade Not Aid’ shirt over the outline of Africa. Sayings: “We just got back from Ghana. Boy, it’s not what you’d think!” and “is this organic bill-tong?” |
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The Seeker
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Located: At the Chakra-balancing psy-chillout hydro-bong tent. Wearing: a sarong, ribbons and a pair of genuine Guccis. Sayings: “You see, we’re not all equal. Some of us are more awake and aware than others. Do you see? Are you with me?” |
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