Multitasking in Jamaica? No way, Mon!
For an American from Kansas, dining with a dozen fast-talking Jamaicans feels like a Bob Marley concert at 78 rpm. It goes by quick, and the accents are thick. You have to pay attention with both ears, all of your brain, and preferably a slang dictionary (Jamaican-to-English).
There are funny words and phrases you haven’t heard before: “plug it out” (unplug it), “drop legs” (dance), “all fruits ripe” (it’s all okay), “bodderation” (bother), “Jamdown” (Jamaica), “salt” (unlucky), and tons more.
But that’s not the point of this story.
One of the dinner guests was a man named Brian. As if to prove my ever-growing conviction that appearances mean next to nothing, Brian’s a rasta-looking guy with long dreadlocks and the corresponding threads. Turns out he did undergraduate work at the University of Rochester in the ’70s. (Jamaican bobsled team?) Then he did graduate work in physics and engineering in Yugoslavia. Obviously an extremely bright guy.
On summer breaks he’d go from Yugoslavia to London and play in a reggae band with his brother. One summer they got signed to Arista Records. That turned into a two-decade career jamming all over the world.
He told a funny story about moving the band to L.A. for awhile, but to avoid the L.A. prices they had to live somewhere cheaper outside the city. So they chose a place on a map, someplace called Bakersfield. Having no inkling whatsoever that Bakersfield is the conservative, country music capital of the west, it was evidently quite a shock to all concerned. None of the citizenry knew quite what to make of them. I told him it sounded like the reggae version of Green Acres.
(I wonder whether they ever did a reggae take of “Okie From Muskogee.” I wonder if Merle Haggard would think that was funny.)
Eventually Brian retired from the road. He lives in Ocho Rios, writes songs, and produces new artists. I asked him who he’s currently working with. He said he’s producing a new CD for the Belgian ambassador to Jamaica.
“What?” I said. “The Belgian ambassador is a musician?” “Yep,” he said. “Plays guitar and writes good songs. Kind of like a Belgian Leonard Cohen.”
A Belgian Leonard Cohen? “So this Belgian diplomat is a professional musician?” “Well no, not exactly. He’s actually a novelist who’s published 25 books.”
(I never know what weird stuff I’m gonna discover at these dinners.)
I asked how this ambassador could do all these things at the same time, and Brian replied that the man is the most focused person he’s ever met. Whatever he’s doing, he’s totally into it. He gets up at 5 AM and plays guitar for a few hours, goes to work at the embassy around 8 AM, and maybe writes in the evenings. Whew.
All of which brings us to the point of this story: A recent study in England found that multitasking lowers your I.Q. more than smoking marijuana. Or if you prefer Jamaican, more than smoking ganja.
(I’m thinking they probably didn’t have a lot of trouble finding volunteers for this one.)
That’s the point. Multitasking strains your brain. Our Analog Brains are not efficient doing simultaneous tasks in this Digital World. Despite all our efforts to the contrary.
So stay fully engaged in your present activity. Be in the Now. Because you know what? There’s always more Now later, mon.
(Analog Brain In A Digital World and More Now Later are two of the tracks on my upcoming CD.)
© 2009 Greg Tamblyn, Motivational Humorist and occasionally focused person.
