"Suckle", Roger Robinson's much-anticipated follow up to "Suitcase", proves once and for all that Roger's unique territory is memory and its capital is Trinidad - somewhere within its borders are the answers to everything, if you just look hard enough. His approach, self-deprecating yet erudite, creates intoxicating poetry flavoured with the attitude and lingo of his Trinidadian homeland. Delving into the past with much more confidence than in his debut, "Suckle" is alive with the terror and beauty of youth, and memorable for the recurring dance crew Emperors: '...I was its only non breaking member./ I did the practical things, the support:/ Someone had to carry the linoleum./ Someone had to adjust the equaliser'. Simple things, profound truths.
