* RAPPER MODE 9’s FIRST LP TO BE RELEASED ON TUESDAY JANUARY 30, 2007. ON KEVIN LUCIANO’S QUESTIONMARK RECORDS.
*HIP HOPWORLD AWARDS 207 TO HOLD ON MARCH 16, 207. VENUE WILL BE MUSON CENTRE OR pLANET ONE, MARYLAND. BOTH VENUES ARE LAGOS’ MOST WANTED.
*POP STAR AND SEX SYMBOL D’BANJ IS MOVING TO A PRIVATE ESTATE IN LEKKI, A VICTORIA ISLAND ANNEX. (lAGOS)
*2FACE IDIBIA, NIGERIA’S MOST-CELEBRATED POP ICON, HAS BOUGHT A DUPLEX IN FESTAC TOWN, HIS HOOD.
RAPPER SASHA WILL EVENTUALLY DROP HER DEBUT ALBUM ‘FIRST LADY’ ON FEBRUARY 24. IT WIL BE RELEASED ON STORM RECORDS… YOU CAN CHECK HER OUT ON THE COVER OF THE CURRENT EDITION OF TRUE LOVE WEST AFRICA.
*PLANTASHUN BOIZ, MADE UP OF 2FACE, FAZE AND BLACKFACE ARE BACK TOGETHER. THEY’RE WORKING ON THIER FIRST ALBUM SINCE 204, AND HAVE RECIEVED AN ADVANCE N50MILLION FOR THE ALBUM WHICH WILL BE RELEASED IN JULY THIS YEAR. PRODUCERS ID CABASA, OJB AND COBHAMS HAVE BEEN PENCILLED. THE ALBUM IS A 12 TRACKER
*JUJU RAVE DAYO KUJORE HAS RELEASED A NEW ALBUM. IT’S CALLED ELEVATION, AND WAS RELEASED BY JOOAT RECORDS( LABEL ALSO RESPONSIBLE FOR MUSILIU HARUNA ISHOLA’S SOYOYO ALBUM)
*NOMORELOSS, FAZE, 2FACE, PASUMA WONDER. DADDY SHOWKEY ALSO HAVE BRILLIANT BRAND NEW ALBUMS…
*ALARIWO OF AFRCA, DANCEHALL CUN AFROBEAT APOSTLE RENEWED WEDDING VOWS WITH HIS WIFE ON SUNDAY JANUARY 28, 2007. VENUE WAS NITESHIFT COLISEUM, OPEBI, LAGOS.
*DARE ART ALADE WILL BE MARRIED TO HIS ABUJA-BASED LOVER DEOLA AYENI COMING FEBRUARY.
*RUGGEDMAN’S NEW ALBUM, RUGGEDY BABA WILL BE RELEASED ON FEBRUARY 2. IT WILL BE MARKETED BY OBAINO MUSIC.
*EGO IHENACHO(NOW OGBARO) LEFT LAGBAJA’S BAND IN DECEMBER 206. SHE’S PRESENTLY RECORDING MATERIALS FOR A SOLO ALBUM… HUBBY NIYI OGBARO IS HER MANAGER.
*ESTRANGED BROTHERS FEMI AND SEUN KUTI ARE REPORTEDLY COMING TOGETHER TO RENOVATE THIER FATHER FELA KUTI’S DELAPIDATED HOUSE (LOCATED ON GBEMISOLA STREET, IKEJA, LOGOS). BOTH BROTHERS HAVE BEEN ON A WAR PATH SINCE THIER FATHER DIED IN 1997.
*THE 2007 EDITION ON NIGERIAN BREWERIES’ SPONSORED STAR QUEST (A MUSIC TALENT HUNT) WILL BEGIN IN MARCH.
*FUJI WARRIORS ABASS AKANDE OBESERE AND K 1 THE ULTIMATE WERE FINALLY RECONCILED DURING THE LAST ISLAMIC PILGRIMAGE(HAJJ) IN MECCA.
*RAPPER MODE 9 HAS BOUGHT HIMSELF A NISSAN TROOPER AFTER GSM GIANTS GLOBACOM PAID HIM ABOUT N9 MILLION TO WRITE AND PERFORM THE RAP ON THIER NEW CAMPAIGN.
*ORANGOOTAN ACT FADABASI IS ALSO SEVERAL MILLIONS RICHER. THANKS TO PAY CHEQUES FROM FCMB AND DIAMOND BANK…THE PSEUDO-ROCK ACT WROTE AND PERFORMED THE BANKS’ CURRENT TVC SOUNDTACKS…
*SHOWBIZ COUPLE TUNDE AND WUNMI OBE ARE STAGING A VALENTINE SHOW CALLED CUPID’S BALL. BILLED FOR FEBRUARY 9, THEY’RE MATCHMAKING SINGLES AND WELL… WHY NOT GET A TICKET? THE EVENT IS HOLDING AT THE GRAND BALL ROOM OF EKO HOTEL, VICTORIA ISLAND, LAGOS…
Archive for January, 2007
* RAPPER MODE 9’s FIRST LP TO BE RELEASED ON TUESDAY JANUARY 30, 2007. ON KEVIN LUCIANO’S QUESTIONMARK RECORDS.
Grass 2 grace: How do you know if Mr Idibia’s second solo album is good or bad? Get a copy of the 10-tracker, and listen to One Love, true love, and for instance. Then to add icing on the cake, listen to see me so, my love (ft. VIP), and no shaking… as has become typical of 2face, there’s no filler on this album. So, it won’t be surprising if, like Face 2face, all the songs on grass to grace go on to become hits in the coming months…this is an album for those who want to love and learn – and all those eligible to vote this year!
Commercial Avenue: 2shotz has gone back to the drawing board. Unlike his last album, Original copy, commercial Avenue is a collection of songs with great likelihood of moving off the shelves into our homes and closets…with tremendous vocal support from singers 9ice and C-mion, commercial avenue rides on 2shotz’ characteristic pidgin delivery, and metaphors we all can identify with…though it’s not a plus that the album has so much guest appearances (six- o, raw, El dee, Ruggedman, OJB, Del), the album is worth listening to. Especially Listening to me, Make them talk, beer N music and Thank You…
Independent: Faze not only brings his Plantashun boiz experience to play on his new album, the amazingly high-pitched singer shows that he’s matured greatly since he became his own man…no, he’s not ranting about the Plantashun boiz split on this one. He’s coming out more daring and blunt, with cuts like Tatoo girls and kolomentality…the singer’s songwriting and arrangement have improved tremendously since his debut Faze Alone. Definitely one of the albums that fans will find indispensable in 2007…
Run down: D’banj needs to return to whoever introduced him to ex-solek crew keyboardist Don Jazzy, say a coup-le more thank yous, and a word of prayer. With the production skills of Don Jazzy, it’s impossible for D’banj to go wrong. That’s why his second offering, Run Down (funk them up) is a collection of songs that have established the young act as a cross-generation pop darling. Riding on afunk-pop-afrobeat mesh, RunDown shows D’banj as a man who knows that’s ex sells. And sex, that’s the exact theme of this EP. From Why Me, which ladies have refused to find derogatory, to Tono sibe, and run Down, its impossible to miss the singer’s sarcastic wit and lewd parlance. Well, except on Serve The lord, a bonus don jazzy-D’banj track, where God, luckily, gets a mention…
Initiator: Wasiu Alabi Pasuma’s new album reaffirms his position as a mainstream fuji performer with incredible street credibility. Years after leaving Mushin (a Lagos ghetto where he rose to national stardom) for a more decent Ikeja (also in lagos) neighbourhood, the dashing singer continues to determine the direction of fuji’s vocabulary. Initiator is a display of Pasuma’s decade long experience, powered by his numerous songwriters and beat makers
Olori oko: with just one track, Infinity locked down the whole country in 2006. now that their full album is on offer, the visionary guys will have more fans to contend with in 2007. Olori Oko defies laid down ethics of gospel music, swimming against the current to create a collection even none belivers can’t resist.
Born 2 sing: Azzezat Allen (nee Niniola Salu) is back at last. The soulful singer whose sophomore has been long awaited, made sure the wait was worth the while. Listeners will discover that the album is deep from within Azee’s heart, especially if they listen to Lorawagbo, Hold On (from her previous album), five minutes I(written by Sunny Neji), Dance my shoes 9dedicated to DJs) and waa tiro. Our favourite, however, is Maalu
Let them say: At last, Muyiwa osinuga has in his hands, an album that’ll send him off the league of under-celebrated artistes… let them say, a well put together LP, will make you have goose pimples, if you understand the colours of good music…solemn and RnB-ish, the singer has it all in the mix, from poetry to romance, satire and philosophy…if you like Iyawo Asiko, then you’ll like Ololufe, let them say, you’ll even like suru… if you like Kilode, you’ll like Ijo Olomo and grass to grace…Nomoreloss has held us all hostage with this one…
Fere: he dumped the clinics and laboratories for the studios and stages, and he hasn’t loked back since…Beautiful nubia’s career defining album, Jangbalajugbu earned commercial acclaim and moved considerable units… The follow-up, Fere, is the body of work that’ll establish the poet-performer’s feet on solid ground in Nigeria and across Africa…
Evergreen’s Fela Collection: The Evergreen musical company prides itself as ‘Nigeria’s greatest custodian and producer of Highlife music of yesteryears’, so we’re not surprised they’ve come up with an amazing collection of Fela Kuti’s 157 songs, in 40 CDs, which are on offer for N30, 000. saying this is aq collector’s item, is saying the obvious…
Jowo: Fad’abasi’s EP brings refreshment to the table, in an industry where copycats dominate. Produced by Carl Raccah, Jowo is a collection of rock songs from Nigeria. And you’ll be amazed at the brilliance on display. From Original Love, to there’s a reason, Jowo and Diamond in the sky, Fad’abasi runs the show, joining the likes of Dabyna and Rooftop MCs to spread the gospel according to rock in Nigeria…
Free at Last: if Freestyle says he wrote all the songs on trybesmen’s albums, now we have cause to believe him. Tha Shogun’s debut LP reveals the Westside music act as an incredible wordsmith and beatmaster to watch out for…The self-produced album has a few fillers, but listeners will bow under the weight of cuts like bragging right, celebrity, OK, Sip easy (ft. 2face), if u want my love and Naija home videos
Versatile: ‘they say corruption is on the minimal/ but my people realize say them dey lie… them/ be winch/ they want us to pai…’ Baba Dee has gone conscious! Versatile is Baba Dee’s first album since his 2001 EP unfinished Bizniz. The dancehall cat, who’s been around long enough to be a veteran, has the year locked down with this 10 tracker. The big bad wolf obviously has no time for fillers. That’s why it’ll be difficult to pause the CD, FROM Shorty to Komole to Blaze and Da dance. Apart from a bit of Scandinavian influence (especially on Shorty and Get Loose), Versatile is a totally Naija album, and a refreshing one at that, at a time when most dancehall crooners have run out of ideas…
In Bed With Weird MC
I love Weird MC. Although when I say so, I mean it in ways other than how a man usually loves a woman. Since her days with the Group Weirdos to her Allen Avenue album (actually titled, Simply Weird), I’ve admired the Weird one. I’ve loved her music. Her doggedness. And the way she likes to do her things like a man. Her column in Hip Hop World was like a Bible for upcoming artistes. And they all queued behind her. Some of today’s heavy weights would kneel down and thank Baba God if they had the privilege to shake hands with or record a track with the Weird one. Weird was big and in demand. While artistes her grade still jumped buses or managed to hire cabs, the young lady was driving her own car. One day, I was riding in a public bus with an artiste friend. Seated by the window, I saw Weird’s red Celica approaching and I tried to wave her. My friend cautioned me rapidly and tucked his head like his life depended on it. Of course, I had a good laugh at him after that. Weird was already winning awards and hitting the Benson & Hedges stage while most acts today still sucked their mummy’s breasts.
While many continued to criticize her song writing and rap skills, Weird continued to do her thing. She recorded a remix of Fela’s Palava. And made African woman. We applauded. And she took a trip to the UK. I’m gonna mix my album, so she told us. But Weird would spend the following seven years of her life in London, away from the country that gave her fame and fortune. And was promising her more. Up till now, Weird has not explained what glued her butts to London. But for seven years, between 1998 and 2005, Miss Shola Idowu was gisting with the Queen while music industry back home took a different dimension. While we heard nothing of the music she had gone to mix, news broke that she had admitted to a British-Nigerian magazine (Omega) that she was indeed a lesbian as many had speculated. Before then, there had of course, been hush hush talks of Weird’s sexuality (and a rumoured affair with Bunmi Sanya, remember her?) but it all remained hush hush, something we all talked about in our closets. I doubt if anyone ever confronted her with it until the said interview. As expected, the interview scattered any little reputation the rapper had left, and it appeared to have joined hands with her long absence to nail the coffin of her once promising career. I pitied the Weird MC. And friends who encountered her I London did not mince words about her unimpressive status and her ambition to return home to rebuild her career. She has guts to want to return? Where would she start? Things have changed! Each time she sent me a mail, telling of her last show or a new song she just recorded and who’s feeling her shit (without their fingers in her anus. Apologies to cyhpa MC Mode Nine), I’ll laugh to myself, convinced that it’ll be more difficult for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a returnee, scandalized artiste like Weird MC to return to the charts and reestablish the career she abandoned seven years ago. If I were a Pastor, I would have preached it. At 37, what point did the girl-boy have to prove? Where was she even going to start from and who’s gonna listen to her anyway?
But as I write, laying o my bed, punching lazily on my keyboard, I’m listening to Aunty Sola’s (yeah, we can call her so, and I suggest we all start to – she’ll soon be 40!) comeback songs Ijo ya and Da way we blow. Every night before I hit my oversized bed, I must, as a matter of addiction, listen to Ijo ya – that’s before listening to Lagbaja’s Emi mimo, which actually drives me to slumber. And if you want to wake me up in the morning, just play Ijo ya and leave the volume at 60. You see, I like to sleep with Weird MC. And I don’t sleep with my boxers on. Hey, mischief-makers, that’s not what I mean. Well, think what you like. I hear she doesn’t do guys. But seriously, I’m amazed at the wizardry on Weird’s up coming album. And I’m ashamed to admit that I was one of those that had written her off. Not that we hate her, but Weird is about the first returnee act to take her game right where she left it – well almost – in a matter of months. Not even Orlando Julius could pull it off before he fled to Ghana. Her songs are still in tune with present trends in the music business, her Energy hasn’t diminished by a single joule and she still clutches that boy rapper attitude that endeared her to most of us. It takes guts, lots of it, and a staunch determination to return in the manner of weird, and take up residence here again, to give her career a last shot at success. Not even Pa Ambrose Campbell, Mike Okri or Tony Allen have been so bold. That’s why I’m happy that her return is yielding dividends already. And I have no doubts that (s)he’ll soon have promoters and awards organizers chasing after her like American visa. Weird’s story is a lesson to all those stuck abroad, deluding themselves about their real situation, to pack their master tapes and return home. For the likes of Esse Agese and Jide Chord who have taken Weird MC’s step, I hope they’ll be quick to make music we can nod our heads to and they can hit the stage with (hey, who said that?) I’m off to bed, where’s my Discman?
HISTORY has a way of repeating itself. Life appears to be one endless chain reaction. Some things keep happening over and over again. Whatever you do, be sure to get the comeuppance: only in most cases, we’re unable to link it with the precursor.
Listening to excerpts of my interview with Abass Obesere, Kollington Ayinla’s ‘No Shaking’ and Wasiu Ayinde Barrister’s (now K1 De Ultimate) ‘Esi Oro’, I arrived at a conclusion: all three fuji giants are like pawns in a chess game, tools in the hands of history and actors in a real life soap.
Obesere is wondering: “Why doesn’t Wasiu want my progress?” K1 is troubled: “This Abass, why can’t he just leave me alone?” Kollington Ayinla felt the same way several years back: “why is this small boy (Wasiu) calling me names?” Same way Sikiru Ayinde Barrister continues to lament: “After all these years, can’t Kollington find something else to do, other than insult me?”
Interestingly, while we all pity the victim of the lyrical venom at any particular instance, none of them deserves it. No matter what Obesere says about K1, even if he slaps in public, pity not K1: he’s done same thing to Kollington. Np matter what K1 says (and he’s said a lot!) about Kollington, even if he calls him a ‘foolish
fuji musician’ (and he has), pity not kollington: he has said worse things to Sikiru Ayinde Barrister.
And if a younger lad rises up tomorrow to lay wax attack on Obesere, don’t wrestle on his behalf: he’s called K1 every name you can imagine!
Please take time to ponder over the following words. It’s from K1 to Kollington on the “Esi Oro” album (Track 4, side A and Track 5, side B) translated from Yoruba. “One
fuji musician calls himself ‘Baba Alatika’. He hasn’t heard anything, he’ll see trouble. I swear in God’s name. I swear in my father’s name… Those who eat liver and intestines… (Incantations). I’m wearing a high-heeled shoe; I’ll step on you… Bastard. He said he doesn’t want, the world called us to settle us; he said he doesn’t want… if you know him, better go and warn him. Senseless soul, Baba Alatika, he’s trying to insult me, he’ll be sorry if he tries it. Baba Alatika take your time. If you insult Wasiu, you’ll blame yourself. Lagosians, let me report a foolish
fuji musician to you. He calls himself Baba Alatika. If you know him, better warn him to be careful. He’s hurt and pained because I’m a commander, better warn him, he’ll regret it…”
The audio cassette, bought from a
London retail shop, is out of circulation. And I’m still asking questions, trying to find out what necessitated the younger musician’s unrestrained venom on an older colleague.
But like I said before, Kollington himself may not deserve our pity after all. Hear his most resent attack on Sikiru Ayinde Barrister on ‘No Shaking’ (Track 3, side B- translation from Yoruba).
“What can we compare a liar to? Liars are shameless. They lie to gain repute but they’re disgraced”.“Do we call him a fool or a retarded soul? Let him stop all this ‘boss’ talk. You didn’t create
fuji. I’m a witness, it’s not a lie and I don’t lie. It’s Jolly Lawal and Olayigbade that created
fuji… my friend stop lying. At this stage of your life, shouldn’t you be thanking God for lifting us up? You’re battling for leadership…”
I won’t be surprised if someday I lay hands on a Barrister vinyl, where he unleashed verbal onslaught on contemporaries or forerunners of the “Were” (that’s early morning Islamic chants that later morphed to
As the Obesere- Kwam 1, Kollington- Barrister enmity begins to get rather disturbing, potentially violent and totally disgusting; I hope the
fuji warlords will restrict their battles to the studios, with band marketers as their battalion.
I just pray that K1 picks no offence if tomorrow; Obesere labels him a ‘foolish
fuji musician’. After all, it’s his own creation!
Remember, history has a way of repeating itself. Nature has a way of paying back. Men are quick to forget the evil they do unto others: God doesn’t; unfortunately, he pays us back when our memory is on leave.
On December 3, it was exactly two years since our friend Jaiye Aboderin died mysteriously. Two years since he slumped and died, after a lunch meeting and a basketball game. It’s sill difficult to imagine how such an enterprising fellow, brimming with life and soaked in ideas, could kick the bucket, just like that, at only 33 years of age!
Many of us have moved ahead, remembering the dude occasionally in our subconscious… even is wife has got her groove back…but if you knew Jay, interacted with him, and understood his spirit, you’ll agree it’ll be a waste to allow him fade away just like that…I’m particularly perturbed that those closest to him have chosen to abandon those things he held most dearly while he lived: Synergy, the band and equipment leasing company he so cherished, has since gone under. His wife now heads a band called G factor; his solo album, for which he traveled to South Africa repeatedly in his last days, has not seen the light of day…Boy records, his South African label, wants Stella or the Aboderins to cough out over $5,000 before the album can be released…
I remember the day we buried him at VGC cemetery. Almost everyone that had eyes wept. Men cried like babies, and women wailed profusely, tempting one to believe they wouldn’t mind being buried with Jay. But soon we all left him alone, among the non-living; for his soul to be with God, and his body to dwell in the soil. Sad that we had to leave our brother alone, out in the cold, buried under the earth, all by himself, carving a niche for himself among co-dead, and beginning a new ‘life ‘ all over again…we left him to die, and rest in peace…we had no choice, guess it was the best we could do…but , we do have a choice to let his dreams live… we have that one choice
As the second anniversary of his death rolls by, if we spend a minute to remember him, we would just have started a long process of ensuring that he lives, through us, again. We might even want to spill a few ink, pen a few words in his favour, to re-invent his brief life, and appeal to his widow, siblings, partners and friends to let his unfinished businesses see the light of day… Jaiye slumped and died, the doctors couldn’t save him… someone can save Synergy. … He can’t hit the studios anymore, but his recorded works can hit the shelves and move amazing units – maybe even win some awards! I believe!
Please pray for God to grant his soul rest. And for all of us living, to have the wisdom to live through each day, as if we’ll not see the next.
Here’s something I wrote in December 2004. I’ve made a few adjustments. Hop someone finds it interesting. Don’t worry. We actually had the interview – in my dreams!
THE JAIYE ABODERIN INTERVIEW
”Bros Jay, it’s been a long time.”
”Yeah, I guess so, about 24 months?”
‘It’s actually very close to that. You just left without telling anyone.”
”No, I didn’t intend to. I was planning a different trip entirely, to South Africa,
before this one came up. And it all happened so fast there was no time to tell
anyone. I couldn’t even take my phone,”
”I guess you wouldn’t have found need for it. But you threw us all down here into great confusion. It’s so strange how some of us still hope and wish you’ll return soon. Will you?”
”Nah Bro. I don’t think so. They said only one man has been here and back.
Moreover, I got so much to do here; it’ll be difficult to leave for a second.
You’ll see what I mean when you get here…”
”No, not so soon.”
”They all keep saying that. Even Tope Brown is yet to believe he’s here but
Gbenga Adeboye has been counselling him. Anyway, how are things back home?”
”We’re all missing you.”
”Still missing me?”
Yeah.Tunde and Wunmi Obe did a song for you with Freestyle, Ruggedman
and Mode Nine. Remember Bobby Michaels? He’s done a song and mini
documentary for you too. And I hear Stella’s recorded hers too.”
“Whao! That sounds nice. I was really feeling Mode Nine before I left. But … Stella, I thought she was doing a song with Wunmi, what happened to it?”
“Men bro, a lot has happened since you left,. Stella and Wunmi were not on talking terms until few months ago when we held a tribute party for you. She was planning a separate party for you at The Vault before she changed her mind. Then I guess she changed her mind again and decided not to come”.
“Stella, I really loved her. How has she been? And my kids?”
“Oh great. She cried her eyes out at the burial and then quickly got her groove back. You know how it is, celebrity style. The kids must be getting used to their new home by now. And I hear she still pays their school fees. You must have left her a lot of bucks”.
“Depends on what you mean by a lot”.
“And then, she’s been working too. But what I don’t like is her night life and happy-go-girl attitude”.
“Yeah, someone mentioned it last week while I was rehearsing with the angels. But it makes no difference to me now. I guess she’s got her life to live, especially since I left so early”.
“No. That’s stale gist. Tell me something new. Moreover, those things don’t matter where I am.”
“How are my guys, Segun Giwa, Dele Olukoju, Gbenga Obasanjo, and others?”
“Don’t know about Giwa, but Dele Olukoju is married, he’s now with Richardson and Briggs, I think Gbenga is having problems with his marriage”
“How about Rosco and the other guys at Synergy?”
“Believe me, I don’t know. I think Synergy has been disbanded. But Rosco has always been around. Don’t know more than that, but I think Stella formed her another band.
“That’s sad. We were like one little family.”
“I know they still love and miss you. Even those of us that were not so close, still do. Most of us still have your number on our phones. Wunmi says she dials it from time to time. And you needed to have seen the outpour of love during your anniversary. Both at the concert and in the papers. I wonder if the industry will celebrate me so if I die now.”
“Yeah, I know a lot of people love me from the heart, especially my family and few close friends. But it pains me that some people are crying in the open while in their closets; they are scheming how to have my wife. How many people have come out on deals we were doing together or paid money they owed me? I’m not fooled by all that stuff. I’m just happy where I am. There is too much wickedness in your world; I wonder how you guys are surviving”.
“So you don’t miss home at all?”
“Well, I do. I miss my games, PS2, basketball; I miss my kids and of course, my family. I miss Synergy too. But I’m not doing badly here”.
“I’m almost through with my album. I’ve got Brenda, Lebo and Fela on it. Been trying to get 2Pac but his agents are impossible. And if you see anyone coming here, please tell Stella to send my master CD. I need to redo some songs on it”.
“Alright. But how about sending us your new album? I’m sure Obaino or TJOE would be interested in marketing it. Or we could even give it to Kennis”.
“No problem, I’ll send it. Maybe when Jesus is coming … Hey, I’ve got to go! It’s time for rehearsals. Please, say me well to Wunmi, Angela, Wale, Tunde, Salewa and all my people. Tell Stella I still love her!”
“Alright. But … Hello! Hello! Hello.”
AYENI ADEKUNLE SAMUEL