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Ag Pleez Deddy

I properly cried in the car on the way home. I cried in the dark, and drove, and remembered my dad, who would have been three years younger than Jeremy Taylor, if he was still alive.

Jeremy Taylor has come to The Kalk Bay Theatre for a three week run of a show that is strange, funny, sad, incisive, delightful and mostly totally, shatteringly moving. Everybody remembers Ag Pleez Deddy, but it’s the other ones that my dad used to sing as well. Going Up, Northern Suburbs, Safe My Mate are all hilarious observations of Seffeffrica in the seventies. The more serious stuff though is totally chilling. The Story of Steve Biko (I don’t know what it is officially called) left me shattered, as well as the touching informal story of the Afrikaaner policeman in Broederstroom.

Jeremy Taylor is old to be on stage. He seems frail, which only adds to that raw nostalgia that he conjures with an accent or stress in just the raaght playce. The show is long (maybe a song or story too long). But it is unmissable. I wish that Kuli Roberts could see this show, to understand proper satire, real commentary and acute and detailed observation. Jeremy Taylor gives an extraordinary lesson in Apartheid and its effects, its weirdness, those that followed it, and those that deviated from it. His song The Immorality Law is a classic example (and one my father particularly delighted in).

Jeremy Taylor was banned by the Nats in South Africa. His music, including his most famous encore, Ag Pleez Deddy, was banned in South Africa. And yet, even though he isn’t even South African, he made me feel, taste, smell and cry my white South African childhood.

A political potjie

cope_003 I know it’s too early in the morning, and I should be writing my latest industrial theatre script, but after scanning iol and having coffee, I have just turned to Big Friendly and told him that I am ready to move anywhere in the world but stay here.

Two articles in particular got me feeling like the ‘frog in the pot’ again. One was about the chaos that erupted at the University of Zululand because of battles between ANC and IFP supporters, and the other was about a COPE member who found herself in court because she had a sticker on her car saying “I am a Sadtu member and I vote for Cope”.

zum These two stories completely embody why the possibility of a true democracy is still a fantasy here in SA. We are pretending to be in a democracy. People still intimidate each other, people still believe they have a right to determine how people vote and for whom, and people still resort to violence if they don’t like what somebody else does or says.

Now Matthews Phosa has jumped on the Afrikaaner bandwagon with zoom zoom Zuma, who recently declared Afrikaaners to be the only rightful white South Africans. It’s hard enough for me to swallow the fact that zoom zoom Zuma is going to be president. I am fundamentally depressed and anxious about that. But now it’s everything else that comes with a looming election that will be ‘sort of’ free and ‘mostly ish’ fair. Sies.

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