JOEL DILLON
THE BAD BOY WHO
CAME IN FROM THE COLD
By Terry Joseph
Express
April 13, 2000
Page 6 & 7
From age seven, Joel Dillon wanted to be a recording artiste, but did
a number of other things instead - including time at two correctional
facilities.
Today,
at 32, he is a well-spoken young man, rebuilding a dream that suffered severe
slippage when at 11 he had his first brush with the law.
For
Carnival, he sang back-up at the Soca Monarch competition and performed one of
the songs on his CD at Crosby's launch.
Born
in La Romaine of a construction worker mother and a barber who fathered more
children than Dillon could keep count of, the boy lived mostly with his
grandparents, who lived in Marabella and then in Cushe Village, Biche.
At
age seven, he was already left pretty much on his won, hanging out wherever
music was played. It was late in that
year that he entered a band room in Cushe Village and impressed the leader of
Dread and the I Ternals with his singing.
By age eight, he was the band's wonder-boy lead singer.
He
subsequently worked with Volts Express, doing a Carnival season and later
auditioned with the then popular Taxi.
But
let us not race ahead of the unfolding story.
At
age 11 and on the very day of his Common Entrance examination, Dillon decided
that life in Cushe was not what he had in mind. "I ran away from home without a cent and only the school
uniform on my back," Dillon confessed.
"Although
I had never been to the capital city before in my life, I took a bus from San
Fernando to Port of Spain. I had no
idea where I was or what I was doing walking around, but I knew I did not want
to be home.
"When
it began to get dark and I got very hungry, I went to a policeman and told him
I was from Marabella and I was lost. He
believed me and took me to the station.
They asked me how I got to town and I lied and said I did not know the
bus was a non-stop and I had fallen asleep on the trip. They put me on the television news, asking
for my parents to claim me and my mother came the next morning."
It
would not be the last time that Dillon would sleep in a police station.
"Surprisingly,
my mother did not lay a finger on me," he said. "Instead, she said that if I wanted to learn a trade, she
would send me by one of my uncles in Morvant to train. I learnt all the aspects of general construction,
starting with plumbing, then welding and masonry. I am an A-class joiner now, but I was reasonably good from about
age 13."
Bad
company. That's his explanation for why
things began going wrong.
"I
used to follow a clique I thought was hip, but then trouble started
coming. We did a number of stupid and
senseless things to people and their property and since the group looked up to
me, I had to do the most outrageous things.
"It
didn't take long for the police to reach.
I was caught driving a car that my brother-in-law had given me a job to
wash. The magistrate did not want to hear
anything and I was sent to the Youth Training Centre for three years. Jail! Real jail!"
But
after ten months and advice from his jailors, Dillon sent his case to the
Ombudsman, who had him released on a pardon.
"I
went full into joinery when I came out and worked with a few companies who
either treated me badly when they found out I was inside, or generally did not
give me good reward for my skills, after I went at the work
wholeheartedly," Dillon said.
"I
began thinking that the rebellious road would be the only thing that would
bring results, but I fought it back and went into barbering, following in my
father's footsteps. Round about age 23,
I found the girl I thought I would like to settle down with. But I was working hard and long hours, because
I wanted to provide something for us, but while I was away, she did not behave
right and we had to part and I got a bad tabanca. I could not take the hurt and ended up using hard drugs."
He
turned to the most rebellious don't-care thing he could think of: renting guns
and holding up maxi-taxis.
"That
way, I would just live fast and die young, probably in a shoot-out,"
Dillon said.
But
he got caught instead and was sent to jail for five years.
He
actually served three years and some months.
But
in that time, his life was turned around.
"Somehow,
I had come to the attention of the Commissioner and Deputy Commissioner,
perhaps because of my skills in sculpting, barbering, joinery, general
construction and entertainment.
They
all asked me what I was doing in prison, if I had such a combination of
skills. They spoke to me often about
life, pointing out that life is not about what I did to get me into
prison. People on the outside think
there is no attempt to rehabilitate anybody in jail, but I can say that they
not only tried with me, they were successful.
"I
also had a lot of guidance from Mr. Godson Neptune, who spoke to me one day on
the basketball court and told me he would teach me English and how to organise
business and how to get along in life.
Anyone who has been in the Frederick street prison will tell you about
Mr. Neptune and the work he is doing in there," Dillon said.
Neptune,
a former general manager of the Employers' Consultative association (ECA) and
personnel manager at the West Indian Tobacco Company (Witco), was sentenced to
life imprisonment for the murder of his wife.
"He
became my surrogate father, replacing the one I never really had," Joel
said. "Everybody calls him Mr.
Neptune. Apart from the Commissioner
and the deputy, nobody else really gets called Mister, but Mr. Neptune."
After
some months of coaxing and cajoling, Dillon began to admit his wrongs and it
dawned on him that he did not belong in prison.
"I
realised that I had already disappointed my family, friends, myself and The
Creator, which meant that I had no one else to disappoint. I decided to go into the prisons calypso
competition, just to try something new.
After all, I used to work with people who are now famous names, like
Ataklan, Black Mayl, KMC, Nadine Grant, Shadow Banton, General Grant and a set
of people, singing back-up or whatever, but now they were all famous and legit
and I was in prison."
Dillon
got help from King Fires (Michael Hague), who has been the prison monarch for
several years in a row and Dexter Taylor, a former lead guitarist with a
popular band.
In
his first attempt at the calypso crown in the prison competition, Dillon came
in third.
On
his release from prison early last year, Dillon made it to the semi-final of
Scouting for Talent and received a special prize for having the best calypso in
the series.
But
it was not over yet.
Dillon
tried to get a steady job, knocking on all doors in the process. One such door was at de Leon's security
company, Protective Services. Dillon
could never be a security guard with his background but de Leon tried to help
him.
De
Leon said, "I realised that there was something about this young man that
was different from those who always promise a fresh start."
Dillon
said, "Mr. De Leon only came into my life about three months ago, but what
he has done for me is what I was trying to accomplish for the past 32
years."
De
Leon realised he wanted to sing.
"God
sent a fourth man. A fellow I know
working there told him I could sing. He
asked me about it and I sang two lines for him and he called up Kenny Phillips
and spoke with him and Sprangalang, telling them I had a couple of songs and
wanted to record them."
He went
to Keny's studio (KMP Music Labs) with the songs and came out with a
three-track CD.
One
of the songs was written by fellow prisoner Ricky Lee in 1998 ("Bounce Around"),
another ("We Fete") was written by Ricky and myself and "Uplift
Pan Trinbago" started with me, but was completed by David Frank and Newton
Thomas, known as Bigga Youth.
While
in the studio, as he met Richard Nanan, bandleader of Princes Town's Andaz
International, who heard his work and immediately engaged him as lead
vocalist. De Leon also engaged Joel as
caretaker for his warehouse and mobile stock.
"If
I don't do this now for myself, at least I cannot disappoint any more of the
people who have put their trust in me," Dillon said. "And I don't want to spoil it or other
people who God may be considering for a second chance. I have to let everyone know that I shall not
make the same mistakes again."