The Fire This Time
July, 1976
It was the Season of the black wind. Proud Afro-scats bugabooed the midnight streets. Tongues lashed brimstone medleys about the coming Armageddon, when America would finally pay for her sins. Hip revolutionaries demanded the new order. Out of the fire of the Watts and Harlem battalions that took to the sidewalks of the Sixties swinging Molotov melodies, The Last Poets arose. They issued several albums of poetry and music that were a summation of the decade's passionate rhetoric, from Malcolm X...
