Roger Robinson's much-anticipated follow up to Suitcase proves once and for all that Roger's unique territory is memory - within the expanse of his mind he unearths the triggers, landscapes and frameworks on which to hinge the wisdom he has acquired with hindsight. 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.