Much, much more than a deejay, much more than a singer and more than a chanter too Lutan Fyah also plays guitar, keyboards and the kette drum. He holds strong beliefs in originality at all times and so he is a songwriter too and, as the New Millennium has progressed, he has developed his very own idiosyncratic and unique vocal styling. He embraced the Rastafarian religion at the age of sixteen but his songs are not always strictly Rasta. As a "living man with work to do" he ranges over all subjects and everything and anything can inspire him to write, to play, to chant, to sing and to deejay. Preaching to the converted can prove to be a fairly easy task but to take the same message all around the world is a totally different ball game.
Born Anthony Martin in Thompson Pen, Spanish Town in the parish of St. Catherine, Jamaica his formative years were spent in an environment where music was omnipresent. His grandfather ran a Sound System and artists such as Lt. Stitchie, Papa San and Lady G would gather in the family's yard to practise and perfect their skills on the microphone.
"I grew up around a Sound System. Music flows through my bones ..." Lutan Fyah
Music proved to be an incredible influence on young Anthony but sport, and football in particular, proved to be another and he started playing as a midfielder, a position where he excelled, in teams in his local community. He graduated to his school team, St. Andrew Technical High School, and eventually made the grade as a professional in Jamaican Premier League clubs De la Vega and Constant Spring; but the call of music proved too strong to resist and in 1999 he hung up his football boots and took the first steps towards a musical career.
Like so many others before and after Anthony Martin trod that same dispiriting round of Kingston's studios and record producers where he was met with indifference and at times ignorance. However there was a different reception at Mark Myrie's Aksum Studios where the young chanter's promise was immediately recognised and he passed his audition with flying colours. The man now known as Lutan Fyah spent what he terms his 'internship' at Gargamel where he recorded over sixteen songs for Buju Banton while also freelancing for other producers. His debut release was actually for the Crazy Hate label and 'Ambassador' signalled the arrival of a significant new talent in Kingston's musical maelstrom.
The resurgence of the Rastafarian influence and the Bobo Dread phenomenon in reggae music was an indicator of serious times in Jamaica as a new generation of singers and deejays came to the conclusion that the only credible solution to the current malaise was to "love the word of God and thy neighbour as thyself". Others, who shall remain nameless, were not slow to realise that this presented a heaven sent opportunity to jump aboard the bandwagon for a handy ride on the fast track to fame and money. Many futile attempts were made to hitch a ride to stardom and the words of God were readily mouthed by tongues that had previously been wrapped around the more worldly concerns of the dance hall. But artists such as Lutan Fyah were there for the long run for "the race is not to the swift" and his music was at all times driven by his deep beliefs. His devotion to the Rastafarian religion has meant that he has stayed the course while so many pretenders have fallen by the wayside.
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Lutan Fyah Lyrics
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После реабилитации больше года оживают.
Видел как сшивают в поле рваные осколком раны, Зубы стиснув без наркоза пацаны стареют рано.
Панорама не для слабых, по глотку вода по кругу, Знаешь чё такое холод, когда с ног сбивает вьюга.
Сутки напролёт без сна, выработалась привычка.
По утрам пробежка, к турникам маршрут обычный, Воля развивает личность и борьба с собой самим.
С многими общаюсь лично с уважением к остальным, Знаю что мы не одни, но одним наш путь и ценен.
Значит слышат многие с кем общие есть цели.
Да неубоится воин тёмных туч на ясном небе.
Ибо чувствует душою к Родине великий трепет.
И окрепнет в годы злые от земли новый боец.
Враг бежал ни раз от сюда, так как чувствовал конец.
Глянешь за околицу, а там родное чистое, Что моему короблю всегда послужит доброй пристанью Солнце лучистое озаряет наши латы И умереть мы рады, если надо брат за брата.
За доброту плата пьяными и нищими, Покупаю душу за гроши, нас убивают тысячами.
Мы не слышащие молча проходим мимо, Только трезвое дыхание мужей сменит картину.
Река времени приносит перемены, Из простых ребят со двора рождаются спортсмены.
Не позор, а славу неся родам великим нашим Русь была есть и будет для ворога силой страшной!
Если на родные земли вновь накличет враг беды То поднимется держава, сомкнут воины ряды, Поглядит в глаза смерть да не убоюсь Духом закалённым славна Боевая Русь!
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Если на родные земли вновь накличет враг беды
If an enemy calls for trouble on our native land
То поднимется держава, сомкнут воины ряды
Our state will rise and warriors will unite
Поглядит в глаза смерть, да не убоюсь
We will face death without fear
Духом закалённым славна Боевая Русь!
With a spirit that has been hardened, Russia will be glorious in battle!
Сбитые костяшки заживать не успевают.
Broken bones don't have time to heal.
После реабилитации больше года оживают.
It takes more than a year to rehabilitate.
Видел как сшивают в поле рваные осколком раны,
I've seen wounds stitched up with tattered pieces in the field.
Зубы стиснув без наркоза пацаны стареют рано.
Boys clench their teeth and age prematurely without anesthetics.
Панорама не для слабых, по глотку вода по кругу,
The panorama is not for the weak, with water up to our throats in circles.
Знаешь чё такое холод, когда с ног сбивает вьюга.
Do you know what cold is? When the snowstorm knocks you off your feet.
Сутки напролёт без сна, выработалась привычка.
Days without sleep have become a habit.
По утрам пробежка, к турникам маршрут обычный,
A morning run and a routine trip to the pull-up bars.
Воля развивает личность и борьба с собой самим.
Willpower develops personality and the struggle with oneself.
С многими общаюсь лично с уважением к остальным,
I personally communicate with many with respect for others.
Знаю что мы не одни, но одним наш путь и ценен.
I know that we are not alone, but our path is one and valuable.
Значит слышат многие с кем общие есть цели.
Therefore, many with common goals are heard.
Да неубоится воин тёмных туч на ясном небе.
A warrior will not be afraid of dark clouds on a clear sky.
Ибо чувствует душою к Родине великий трепет.
Because there is a great passion in his soul for the motherland.
И окрепнет в годы злые от земли новый боец.
And a new warrior will become stronger in tough times from the land.
Враг бежал ни раз от сюда, так как чувствовал конец.
The enemy has fled from here many times, sensing the end.
Глянешь за околицу, а там родное чистое,
You look beyond the outskirts and there is our pure, native land.
Что моему короблю всегда послужит доброй пристанью
That will always be a good haven for my ship.
Солнце лучистое озаряет наши латы
The radiant sun illuminates our armor.
И умереть мы рады, если надо брат за брата.
And we are ready to die if needed, brother for brother.
За доброту плата пьяными и нищими,
Kindness is paid back with drunks and beggars.
Покупаю душу за гроши, нас убивают тысячами.
Selling souls for pennies, we are killed by the thousands.
Мы не слышащие молча проходим мимо,
We, the ones who do not listen, pass by in silence.
Только трезвое дыхание мужей сменит картину.
Only the sober breath of men can change the situation.
Река времени приносит перемены,
The river of time brings changes,
Из простых ребят со двора рождаются спортсмены.
From simple boys in the yard, athletes are born.
Не позор, а славу неся родам великим нашим
Carrying not disgrace but glory to our great ancestors
Русь была есть и будет для ворога силой страшной!
Russia has been and will be a terrible force for the enemy!
Contributed by Elena W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Jimmy Spice Curry
on Money (feat. Lutan Fyah)
Nice song