Where do I begin? I was at Jamworld from 7 pm. Yeh, 7 pm. So I got the show in it's entirety, right through to 7 am.

First, kick ass performances tonight (ahm... last night) included Nikki B. & Fanton in the Star Light segment, Peter Lloyd, Gabriel, Richie Spice, Roundhead, Predator and Anthony Cruz in the Feature Lead-Up segment, and the big female clash between Queen Paula and Macka Diamond (formerly Lady Mackerel)... Queen Paula tek it, and Macka D. tek bokkle.

Ok... what exactly transpired after this was a bit of a blur. I wasn't a happy camper AT ALL. Since 2001, I have played a role in Sting to some extent. Laing is like my pops in the biz and this year I gave my all. I developed and designed stingreggaeshow.com, Whaddat?com was a major sponsor with home page banners for weeks, I was slated to introduce the "Girls Graduation" segment, which turned into Queen Paula and Macka Diamond, for whatever reason and of course I was there to take pics.

I won't even get into my thoughts on CVM buying out the rights for the show which omitted all other local television and cable being there to document the stage performances. Winford, mi love yuh still, but, anyway... I went backstage earlier than I was scheduled to start taking pics. First, I had to convince the downstairs backstage gate security to get me past, eventhough I had on a production band (which I had to beg when I got to the venue). Then, I had to convince the actual backstage gate security to let me past, then, believe it or not, the stage manager did NOT ALLOW ME on stage to get pics. He didn't care that I said I was from Whaddat. Nope. I had to get Laing's attention to get me past and again, the stage manager actually asked Laing what I was doing back there.

As you can see, there are no pictures. As you can probably tell, I was severely pissed off and still am actually. Laing, Heavy D, DiMario, Big Mac and Hamlet... Kudos to you gentlemen... I rate oonu and deservedly. But come now... that treatment was sorely uncalled for. SORELY. I did not take one picture. Not on stage, and not back stage. Sorry.

Back to the show...
I missed alot of it because I was so pissed. I sat in Jade Lee's tent and cooled off for a good hour. I noticed however, catching it on the big screen, that the crowd BOKKLE OFF Frankie Paul. Wha di rass? Bear fuckery could have been coming out of his mouth (which it wasn't)- FRANKIE PAUL IS A DAMN LEGEND. You don't bokkle legend! Whaddat?

On the flip side, Sanchez undeniably did it for me. What a fantabulous performance. Woo wee! Woah. "Why, tell me why... lonely won't let me fall in love.. wooooah oh oh.. everywhere I go-o-o-o..." Geezum!

Assassin, Chuck Fendah, Wayne Marshall, Frisco Kid and Kip Rich did excellent jobs. Assassin is a super star ya heard? Memba mi tell yuh.

Anthony B. done di place. Look out for him in 2004, after the video for his song "Lighta" featuring Bone Crusher (yep) and Wyclef is released. Trus' mi.

Elephant Man of course took the prize for best performance. What can I say about Ele? Him a di Energy God fi real.

Down to the meat 'n' potatoes...
I went on stage once again just to hail up Frisco. I saw Beenie Man and John Hype and hailed them up, wished them good luck and exited the area. I went into the back stage VIP area to watch the show on the big screen. Vybz Kartel took the stage, kicking off what expected to be a performance of a lifetime, and the performance that would take Sting. Ok. That it certainly was and that it certainly did.

I turned my head for a second to talk to somebody, and next thing you know, Ninja Man is on stage deejaying, and Vybz Kartel is not appreciating it. Two ones mek two, and Kartel tump down Ninja and kick him up likkle. Both were pulled off stage and I just watched the big screen in total awe. I couldn't believe what had just happened. Never before had I seen a clash get to that. Ever. I have seen some chucking gwaan between Beenie and Bounty but never anything like this!!

The front crowd dispersed instantaneously, I suppose anticipating a riot.

There was no riot. Just some gunshots (just... oh boy)... I don't think anybody was hurt. If they were, my deepest sympathy. This shit was not pretty.

*horns chorus*
Moses Davis a.k.a. Beenie Man saved the day. He pranced on stage and made the 10's of thousands happy again. Like they forgot all about Ninja and Vybz and that Bounty Killer didn't even show his face. I didn't see him and I understand nobody else did either. Mi nuh know.