No Truth in The World: Lucky Dube Shot Dead at 43

Lucky Dube is dead.  "There is no truth in the world".

This was the music that everyone played in newly independent Namibia, the sound that rose up from the smoking tyres and scarred townships in South Africa during the last bloody years of Apartheid.  Lucky Dube played a unique brand of South African reggae - brassy, defiant, infectious - and I cannot listen to his songs without finding myself  suddenly half my age and half a world away.  There is a lump in my throat that is bigger than the senseless carjacking that took his life.  I remember how it felt when John Lennon died, but I was 12 and everyone I knew understood the significance of the loss. Here in NW Connecticut I weep alone, but in southern Africa and wherever people were touched by his music, I have no doubt there is profound grief and sadness.

Rastas never die.

Comments

[Lloyd Baker]

I just can not find words to describe my sadness at the loss of this precious (and innocent) life as well as my disgust for the crimminals who commited this hideous crime of murder,but I take consolation in the fact that his music remains with us for ever. May he rest in peace.

[Gerri]

I was saddened and shocked when I heard the news. And to imagine he was shot in front of his kids? I went to a show of his in Auckland (NZ) a couple of years ago and it was the best live performance I have ever been too. He really had the crowd going wild. May he rest in peace.

[samson.dilo]

i realy love lucky philip dube.

[Bmosh]

Jah live..Jar Children..Moce Dube..We miss you

[Benedict Horuna]

I still listen to Lucky Dube's songs and it still march with the current type of musics

I love Lucky Dube, May his soul rest in peace