A WONDERFUL ARTICLE WRITTEN BY MY “LITTLE SISTER” ARLENE NASH-FERGUSON

Raphael (Ray) Munnings (font row left), his wife Wendy (front row second from left) and some of Ray’s former classmates at St. John’s College High School at a recent class get together at the Fish Fry  on a Saturday in Nassau, Bahamas. I don’t recognize all of the persons in the photo, but my “little sister” Arlene Nash-Ferguson is center in the second row; Arnold “Bain Boy” Bain, a former outstanding track and field athlete at Howard University in Washington, D.C., in the 1970s, is at center, directly in the back of Arlene; Pharmacist Clinton McCartney of WILMAC Pharmacy is second from right in front row. (Photo by Athama Bowe)

(EDITOR’S NOTE: I had to share this brilliant, exceptionally well-written article by Arlene Nash-Ferguson,  who I refer to as “my little sister”  because her older brother Garth H.O. Nash is a very close friend from boyhood days and I watched her grow up on West Street Hill from she was a little girl. The Oswald Brown she mentions is not me, and I am assuming that her classmate was my namesake, the late Oswald Brown of Bimini, whose brother the late Julian Brown was an outstanding long-distance runner during his high school years at St. John’s College. However, I am on record as being a huge,  huge fan of  Ray Munnings and The Beginning of the End, whose recording of  “FUNKY NASSAU” became an international hit in the 1970s.

THE DAY CLUB

By ARLENE NASH-FERGUSON

NASSAU, Bahamas — I turned the car radio louder, glorying in the Bahamian music that almost seems to be non-existent on some radio stations at times. It was ‘Funky Nassau’, still catchy after all these years, and that beautiful and so familiar voice sang me right back through the years to where it begun for me. It was 1963, the annual school talent show was approaching, and when Ray Munnings. Oswald Brown, Athama [Box] Bowe and Robert Smith announced that they had signed up to sing, we began to giggle. This was going to be fun, especially if they sounded the way they usually did in Music class, when they were determined to be mischievous and hold the notes longer than everyone else, much to Mrs. Eneas’ chagrin.

Arlene Nash-Ferguson  with some artifacts in her Educulture Junkanoo Museum and Resource Centre on West Street Hill.

But that night, we were beaming with pride. Trying hard to obey Father Bishop’s strict rule of no dancing onstage. Box sang ‘Letter to Mommy and Daddy’ and Ray made it plain that the stage was his second home, closing the place down with ‘Sharing You’ and ‘All I Need’, as Ozzie handled the drums and Smitty played his red guitar.

I believe they began to take it seriously from then, and decided that we would be good to test the waters. So on the last day of term, Ray invited the whole school to the Cat and Fiddle for an afternoon dance. As if end of exams and school closing were not enough! We flew home to get permission, and change clothes, and then headed to the Cat and Fiddle for our private dance. The famous night club had just become a day club.

The place was ours, empty except for the day staff. The record player came on. and onto the famous dance floor we went to dance the afternoon away. It was the Hully Gully with Jerry Butler, the Jerk with Junior Walker and the All Stars, The Monkey with Major Lance, and the pony with The Marvelettes.  We danced to the Shirelles and the Four Tops and The Temptations, refreshing ourselves with Tropicola in between. And then the moment for which we had waited. Onto the stage came ‘our boys4, with all the moves that they did not dare do under Father Bishop’s watchful eve! They were honing their skills for the future, and we were glad they were practising on us. It was an unforgettable experience, and it became our end-of-term tradition, thanks to the unending generosity of one Ray Munnings.

Classmates in the mid-1960s at Saint John’s College High School on Market Street Hill.

When we graduated from high school, Ray opened the Lion’s Den in the Cat and Fiddle, and the group, now named ‘TheVibrations’, played there every night. It became the stomping ground for the young crowd. Majority rule inspired new pride in things Bahamian, and the Lion’s Den became the home of Charles Carter’s new and ground-breaking Young Bahamian Show.

It was a heady time for Bahamian music. Sonny Johnson, Tony Seymour Wendell Stuart and Ezra Hepburn were setting the pace for school bands like The Vibrations, The Satellites [Glenroy Nottage and the Carey Brothers] and the Falcons [the Richardson brothers from Chippingham].

A few years passed and college intervened, and then in 1971 I stopped in New York on the way home, and checking the Top 40 chart, heard that ‘Band of Gold* by Freda Paine was number 1, Mr. Big Stuff was number three, and lo and behold in the number two slot was a record -called ‘Funky Nassau’, by none other than The Beginning of The End — lead vocalist Raphael Munnings! It was a crowning achievement. All I could think was that this was what the day club caused! I heard that after the Vibrations stint ended, Ray and his brothers formed a group called The Beginning of the End, resulting in the release of ‘Funky Nassau’, an original composition written by Raphael “Ray” Munnings and Tyrone “Dr. Offfff” Fitzgerald. Taken by a tourist to Florida and overheard by a disc jockey from WMBM, the rest was history. Funky Nassau went international, selling over a million copies worldwide.

When our children are inspired to express their special gifts and given the opportunity to do so, who can tell where their journey will end? And so I sing along to “Funky Nassau” every chance I get, and tell my children the story. I tell them that one of the greatest musicians of our day was in my in high school that his endless generosity turned his father’s famous night club into a day club for his friends, and that he gathered his heritage to himself and celebrated it in music, refusing to copy the music of anyone else.

And because of this, his music was embraced by the world. Let us inspire our children to stand tall and proud as Bahamians, as one Ray Munnings did.