On the ground level of�the famous Charlie's Records on Fulton Street in Brooklyn, Rawlston Charles stands in front of just two of the many gold records he has churned out over the years. He is tall, sartorial and as debonair as ever. He concedes that the music industry has changed course, dramatically. But he is also troubled�by the today's music–T&T music, that is. And for one widely considered a legendary figure in calypso and soca music, what he had to say should be listened to... attentively. His tone is mellow but his words are provocative, incisive. "Our music�tells us what is happening in our society. There is a beat, but really no melody. Melodies live on...beats change from day to day," he says. And for one who has produced the likes of Swallow, Shadow, Scrunter, Blue Boy, Explainer, and the list goes on and on, such words are indeed weighty.
He is fatherly, inviting today's youth to listen to the maestros of the past and learn. "The youth should not get angry with what I am saying. I understand that they are still trying to find themselves." "Our music has to offer more. It must have greater appeal." And in a statement that may stir some reflection, if not controversy, he adds, "Reggae music offers everything. You can relax, make love with it, and dance to it. But with our music, it's all about hands in the air, waving and jumping. This is fast food music; there is no identity." Charlie, as he is affectionately called, acknowledges the difficulty in re-establishing�the melody and cross over appeal of the 80s and early 90s. "The young people just don't see us. We are here and they are over there."
Upstairs at the studio, super engineer and producer Franklyn Grant is behind the controls. He is busy�mixing some new tracks. It's a state of the art facility that had been the adopted home of Curtis Blow and Heavy D–and of course countless calypso and soca artistes. Franklyn has worked with the very best. And that includes Jennifer Lopez and Teddy Riley. He is also credited with one of soca's biggest hits, Workie Workie, by Burning Flames. Singer Tyro Matthews of Moruga, is also in the studio. Franklyn and Rawlston go way back. Franklyn, who�grew up in Tacarigua,�must reinvent the wheel, so to speak. He did it before; why not again? He shares many of Rawlston's sentiments. "We must take soca to another level," he says. He cites UB40, a British band that shot to fame with the help of reggae music, dominating the European charts in the 80s. "Look, our music must be bigger than Carnival. Don't get fooled. When foreigners go to Carnival and jump to soca they are enjoying everything about the experience. It does not mean that they will be taking that music home with them."
He�continues, "How can the music enjoy international acclaim if there is no airplay here in the States...if no one is buying?" Franklyn identifies major problems facing soca music, one of which is bootlegging. Another is the prevalence of underground Caribbean radio stations that can be closed at any time by the authorities. "Our music just doesn't have the avenues for exposure," he says. "Why don't the governments buy some stations here and promote our stuff properly?" he asks. Franklyn is all about music. He has studied the art well and believes that soca must take on mainstream status to survive. He admires Kevin Little's music and Machel Montano's work on One More Wine. "Now that is music that takes a little from all genres," he says with some animation. Charlie's Records' new "chairman", Kuti Grant, joins the discussion. He is Rawlston's son. He must chart a new course and carry the musical baton handed to him by his father.
Penny Bernard joins the group. A sensational vocalist, she is also a former Miss T&T USA. Franklyn and Kuti are banking that Tyro and Penny will be the next big acts at Charlie's. Their�music is now playing non-stop in the studio–loudly–and everyone is in high spirits. Rawlston is downstairs. It is more subdued there but surely the good news will reach him. After all, as he stated earlier, "I am only semi-retired. I still have one foot in the door."–Glenville Ashby is�a New York-based journalist