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AfroPunk Festival

The festival that shook Commodore Barry Park in Brooklyn last weekend turned out to be a liberating experience for hundreds of goers and a life changing experience for at least one.

Story and Photos by Tamriko Bardadze
Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

A new word, “afropunk”, entered my vocabulary two days prior to the event, when I was asked to cover it for CBK. The festival that shook Commodore Barry Park in Brooklyn last weekend turned out to be a liberating experience for hundreds of goers and a life changing experience for at least one.

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

There were two stages, green and red, or as I called them, rocking and booming. The green stage hosted live bands of which the age and diversity surprised and shocked. One of the bands that I had luck to catch backstage was Unlocking the Truth. These three twelve year olds made “X-Factor” and “America’s Got Talent” look like a total joke. Shy and quiet backstage, Unlocking the Truth blew up the stage, along with the audience’s minds.

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Another performance that was worth being squeezed by the audience for was Big Freedia’s. Within seconds, the artist’s sexually arousing movements and bouncing beats entered everyone’s system and drove the crowd crazy. Like a dangerous virus, “Spirit of da Shaker” took over every butt in the crowd and made them shake shake shake shake. Along with Freedia, there were three exquisitely inventive female dancers that shook their booties in the ways I have not seen nor heard of. A dance like that arouses body and spirit, and makes you rediscover your physicality.

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Love, pleasure and connection are the first guests that are on the list at AfroPunk. This incredible event is not only about twenty plus food trucks, free admission and putting on that outfit you had no guts to wear on a regular day. It is about connecting: to a different culture, to a young talent, to a provocative dance, to that person next to you in the crowd, to a performer who looked you in the eyes from the stage, and so on.

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

The AfroPunk feels to me like it feels
to a fish when its back in the water,
The AfroPunk fills my heart and soul like
mama bird fills her young with food,
The AfroPunk broadens my spirit like
a butterfly when it opens wings for the first time,
The AfroPunk feeds my desire like
wood thrown in fire.

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

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Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

Photo © Tamriko Bardadze

 

One Response to “AfroPunk Festival”

  1. Maria de Jesus says:

    I like the style of writing. Simple and easy to understand and relate to.