FOOLISH FUJI MUSICIAN
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.