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Poem Transcription: "Sounds Like Resistance"

Updated: Apr 17, 2023

Poem Transcription: "Sounds Like Resistance" transcribed from the academic essay Mutualism, massive and the city to come: Jungle Pirate Radio in 1990s London by Tom Cordell, Malcolm James, pages 109-120


The academic essay was essential reading for the module 'Urban Multiculture, Sound and the city' taught by Malcolm James at Sussex University. This poem transcription was added to the curriculum and the modules reading list, as well as performed and discussed in class.


The motivation behind my poem transcriptions was to present alternative ways for students and academics to interact with curriculum material, particularly traditional academic essays. I hoped to cater to different learning styles and offer potentially a more accessible, engaging and dynamic way of intaking information.


If possible, it is recommended to listen to the poem while reading it simultaneously for the best experience.



Sounds Like Resistance - Erin James


It’s early 80s England,

The capital and the kingdom

Seek lower-class extinction

Of all these alt delinquents


Thatchers in her early days

Oh Brittania please behave

Privatisations on the way

As democracy decays


Neoliberalism prevails,

And if you don’t know the concept

Here's what some of it entailed;


Nationalised industries and utilities were privatised

Meaning profit was promoted over actual peoples lives

Businesses across the country faced deregulation

Meaning a more profit-led ethos was felt across the nation

Deregulation means removing state control from market industries

Leaving those most disadvantaged open to financial injury


A new economic model is paved

That betrays

Marginalised peoples day to day existence

There's anger in the air

Something’s coming, sounds like… resistance


The decade of the 80s

Could be described as more than shaky

No equality

More poverty

Mass melancholy

For the majority

England's metropolis feels disembodied

Like a dead body

And the autopsy

Reads ‘Thatcherism’


Learned behaviours and legacy from Enoch Powell bled through

He was a conservative MP famous for his

Anti-immigration / Save the Nation / Prevail Caucasian

“Rivers of Blood” type-speech

Maybe I’ll sample it and lay it over a “Problematic White Man” type-beat

The right-wing hysteria was calculated and concentrated

Onto suburban and middle-upper-class dominant areas

What’s scarier

Is how they fell for such criteria


The economic oppression

Matched with police aggression

State surveillance obsession

Incarceration possession

These racist perceptions

With corrupted suggestions

No tolerated acceptance

Felt like moral recession


But the people riot

They fight back

They don’t stay quiet

They stay on track

They are defiant

Even in cracks

They face the crisis

They have the knack


Fast forward ten years later,

Early 1990s and state resistance has arguably been defeated

Things look glum but things still stay heated

The lower classes don’t give up, they evolve and stay ceaseless

Resistance looks different now, its often done in secret


Council houses stay standing, and some benefits remain

Allowing some Londoners some life to reclaim

There’s a culture that's been brewing, one the police cannot detain

And it sounds like jungle, have a listen, press replay


London tower blocks - a symbol of all the “problems” in Britain

Got recovered by their residents as they planned their pirate vision

They hacked their way into the airwaves and rules of radio were re-written

They bypassed commercial stations

To speak to the underclasses of the nation

And musical migration

Was their mission

Through unlicensed land-based transmissions

Wires, antennas and new traditions

They realised their new vision

And the people, well… they listened


Their ethos and their music were able to enter new spaces

Their sounds were heard in bedrooms, cars, on walkmans, streets and places

A digital reassembling of urban society through beats and bases

Shoutouts to ‘the Massive’ yeh as their audience would shapeshift


Then of course came laws and policies to suppress this anarchic movement

The 1990 Broadcasting Act encouraged more capitalist radio recruitment

Later the state demolished the council houses; their intentions translucent

Regeneration was on its way to reshape the nation and redirect “pollution”

Pirate shows could be taken off or censored which also caused a nuisance

But Jungle Pirate Radio just stayed new with new low-cost production improvements


If you’re still not sure on Jungle let me sum it up like this

Key players like Paul Chambers, Congo Natty, Grooverider and DJ Hype

Provided new life

To the Reggae, Dub, Hip Hop, Rave, Soul and Funk music types

So side by side

And mixed together

Jungle was these sounds' successor


But the states' hate continued

Weekend Rush FM was raided by police in hasty intrude

They narrated that this pirate was a front for drugs and misuse

But, suprise! Met Police were the ones caught supplying,

Then denying

Fitting up innocent Black residents

And making sure they remained dying

That’s the issue


Yet community still prevailed

Through raves and occupying buildings jungles power scaled

And ecstasy - either the drug or the feeling

Was healing

In dealing

With the state's incessant stealing

As coexistence was inhaled


Rhythms of catharsis

Beats of existence

Sweat smelling of joy

Ears ringing with resistance


And I wish the story could end there, in an infinite moment of bliss

But Tony Blair came next with gentrification on his lips

Yet despite the displacement and appropriation of the inner city’s grip

Let it be known that jungle and pirate culture still and will always exist


Cultural memories lived on and the scene as always evolved

The stories of these times can be heard through rap and music told

So let this be a lesson to the right wing and the state as whole

You can move and mine the people but you can never steal their soul


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