Winston Sparkes (17 September 1940 – 31 January 2012), better known as King Stitt, was a Jamaican pioneer DJ.
He earned the nickname as a boy because of his stuttering and decided to use it as his stage name. Stitt began deejaying on Clement Dodd's Sir Coxsone's Downbeat Sound System in 1956.
Count Machuki, the original Jamaican deejay, noticed him for his dancing and offered him to try his hand on the mic. Stitt soon built his own deejay set, occasionally replacing him and eventually becoming one of the most popular deejays on the island's dances. He became King Stitt when he was crowned "king of the deejays" in 1963, in the heyday of ska.
Following the folding of Sir Coxsone's Downbeat's sound system around 1968 (as Coxsone preferred to concentrate on recordings), Stitt found himself working as a mason in Ocho Rios. He had been deejaying at the mic for over ten years when he was first recorded over brand new reggae rhythms in 1969, creating some of the first deejay records ever.
A killer is someone or something that kills, such as a murderer.
Killer may also refer to:
The Killer (Le Tueur) is a French comic book by writer Matz and artist Luc Jacamon which follows the life of an unnamed assassin.
The series was published in twelve albums by Casterman. It was translated into English and published by Archaia Studios Press, who turned each album into two comic books.
The French albums from Casterman are:
Volume One (collects The Killer #1-4: "Long Fire" and "Vicious Cycle", hardcover, 128 pages, September 2007, ISBN 1-932386-44-0)
Volume Two (collects The Killer #5-10: "The Debt", "Blood Ties", and "The Killer Instinct", hardcover, 176 pages, March 2010, ISBN 1-932386-56-4)
All eyes will see him, coming from the clouds.
The King of King's arriving, with a mighty shout.
And all will stand before him, upon his royal throne.
And every tongue confess he is lord, and every knee will bow.
Hey bride to be, yeah, get ready for your groom.
Your world's so cluttered up, you haven't left him any room.
He's the King!
Worship His Majesty.
The King of Kings!
Then you'll see.
His the King, the King of Kings.
We all live together, here on this old earth.
Don't you even revere him? Who will you serve?
Rebellion will be judged, the King can save your soul.
Don't throw it away boy, you'll reap as you've sown.
Double standard morals, fit your every need.
You're tightrope dancing, straight to hell.
All the while saying your free.
He's the King!
Worship His Majesty.
The King of Kings!
Then you'll see.
His the King, the King of Kings.
Guitar Solo
The King of Kings.
Hey bride to be, yeah, get ready for your groom.
Your world's so cluttered up, you haven't left him any room.
Want to whore around, until the wedding day?
But God will not be mocked, don't throw it all away.
He's the King.
The King of Kings, tonight.
Worship His Majesty.
The King, oh.
He's the King.
Worship His Majesty.
The King of Kings, can't you see he's the King of Kings.