Archive for February, 2007

SEX FOR SALE

Posted in Uncategorized on February 11, 2007 by ayenithegreat

SEX FOR
SALE

 Journalists are very busy people. All the journalists I know are always in a hurry: rushing to conduct an interview, to meet with a source, rushing to meet a deadline, or, quite often, to a favourite pub, to catch up with the day’s gist, usually over a bottle of beer and a plate of pepper soup. Expectedly, in the midst of all the activity, in the process of gathering news in a hurry (for, what is journalism, but literature in a hurry?), many engagements suffer. For obvious reasons, it’s impossible to be at different places at the same time. So IVs for events at the bottom of our scale of preference either end up languishing on the reminder board, the trash bin, or an over-stocked drawer. To this, I plead guilty. Many times I have attempted to be physically present at different places at the same time, only to discover that my babalawo (that’s herbalist, for those uninitiated in the Yoruba language) lied to me. By the way, those herbalists have either stopped understanding the language of the oracle, or they have just discovered the art of lying…I’m sure one would have collected huge sums from Wunmi (the actress convicted of drug trafficking), in assurance that all customs and immigration officials will be struck with blindness anytime she gets close. One told an upcoming artiste to throw his master CD into the bar beach, claiming, that as the ocean knows no end, so would his career blossom unendingly, even after his death.  The foolishly desperate artiste obeyed the old man… by the time he got back to the studio, the system had crashed. Guess what? His only back up was lying deep in the belly of the
Atlantic Ocean. He’s still threatening to sue or shoot the wretched old man…

Anyway, so last week, when I got an invitation from rising singer Zeal, inviting me to ‘a nite with the diva’, I knew immediately that this one was a no no.  How could I spend a nite out with zeal, on a special Friday when I had a vigil to attend in church? When my girlfriend was busy buzzing me, sounding all romantic, and asking when I’ll return home. Oh, no Zeal. Maybe next time. I stacked her invites (and there were lots of them) at the bottom of a huge pile, and shut the drawer. Then my mind wandered. Zeal? Come, on…the girl’s face looks like the product of an error…she’s Not.Even.Fine. how dare she send me an IV? And how dare i think of attending? That’s one voice, leaping forward, condemning the poor girl and urging me to ignore her silly invite. Then another voice reminds me: remember the girl has a body made in heaven…her legs, her hips, her butts and, oh, generous boobs… remember? See, the girl’s stats are: 36; 27; 44

 What’s a face without a great body anyway? The girl has more sex appeal than 10 beauty queens put together…what’s wrong with having a nite out with a sexy chic with a bad face? And since it’s her birthday, she might get so drunk and end up on my bed. (God, all that luggage… will I be able to handle it alone?).

 

As usual, the adventurous mind wins. So I ended up spending a nite with Zeal at The Vault, Idowu Martins,
Victoria Island,
Lagos, on February 2nd -her 24th birthday. Me and 2face and Sound sultan and Jimmy Jatt and hundreds of other guys, who all came out to see the girl’s butts, for real. Oh, there were ladies too, a sprinkle of them (including some lesbians, I believe, who came to assess Zeal’s properties). But the dudes it was, that rushed out in huge numbers, telling each other after each performance (and costume change) of how gorgeous the girl’s body is; of how much sexual current she emits; and of how they’ll like to go home with her – or at least her autographed picture.

 Unfortunately, none of us thought it wise to listen to her songs and concentrate on her talent. And the singer had plenty of that, soothing our souls with Stress reliever, generation song, and other cuts off her upcoming album. I mean, it’s okay to let our testosterones loose… imagining her in bikini, on a beach, and nearly wetting our pants. But it’ll be unfair to her, if we allow lust distract us from her real commodity: music. To buy into her music, and sexiness, is to buy into her career and future, ensuring her CDs move off the shelves…but to buy into her sexiness alone, with a desperate intent to bed her, and tour her luscious body, is an insult to God, and to her talent, and a sure way of sending her scampering back to Cyprus, that little town she dumped for Lagos. For a long time, we’ve been looking for bold, daring ladies to grab the mic and flirt with our minds…now that they’re heeding the call, from Kween to C-Naya to Niyola and Zeal, I have an advise for the randy, lusty men amongst us…why don’t we listen to their music, before stripping them nude in our minds and imagining them alone in a hotel room with us? Why? So that, for those who have something to say, whose music is as seductive as their bodies, we’ll buy their CDs and pay for an autographed picture…the daring ones amongst us may even try to get a lunch or dinner date. But for those whose music is a direct opposite of their looks, those who’ve traded talent for looks, we’ll simply ignore their CDs…instead, we’ll buy their wallpapers: one for the room, one for the toilet, and one for the office…we could even keep one extra, to replace the sleeve on Kemistry’s album…the music may come nice, but I don’t think anyone’ll particularly interested in hugging her pictures… 

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who wins what at hiphopworld awards 2007?

Posted in MUSIC NEWS FROM AFRICA on February 7, 2007 by ayenithegreat

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FOREVER………………………………….            PAUL PLAY

TEMPTATION……………………….                     P- SQUARE

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MODENINE

WEIRD MC

PAUL PLAY

P SQUARE

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END OF THE ROAD FOR DADDY SHOWKEY?

Posted in Uncategorized on February 6, 2007 by ayenithegreat

Galala na for life… Because galala means expanding and growing…say d thing dey expand, e dey grow… today, many boys dey play my style, and dey try 2 b like me… And body dey sweet me o! .. Whether dem like dem agree or not, but I know say I don try…

If you’ve listened to Daddy Showkey’s new album, Take 5ive, then you must be familiar with the above words… And in case you’ve not, well, that’s the opening skit on the act’s new 12 tracker, released by Ojez music. True, Showkey, a ghetto apostle and pathfinder of sorts, has paid his dues. Since his stint with Pretty Busy Boys (made up of himself, Daddy fresh, Cashman Davies And sexy Pretty), his appearance on Daddy Fresh’s debut, and his own impressive 1994 solo debut, the Ajegunle-bred entertainer has made music his own way; flouting conventions, thereby creating fresh paths, and leading the way for hundreds of hitherto-hopeless artistes to follow. But now, the most successful of the pretty busy boys, and indeed, the most successful artiste yet to come out of Ajegunle( a notorious lagos ghetto, close to Apapa known to have produced some of the most talented music and soccer stars) is stuck in the middle of a once thriving career, trying to fast-forward, so that dozens of his protégés don’t leave him behind. Showkey’s latest effort at resuscitating his embattled career is Take 5ive. I’m well aware that this is a make or mar album, so I have refused to be part of discussions where Showkey’s new album is on discourse. But right now, I’m sitting down in front of my oversize desk, trying to listen to the 10tracker, dosing of intermittently, yawning ten times per minute, and managing to nod my head once or twice. That’s not a very good sign, for someone who can sing all the tracks on Showkey’s 1994 album. And, knowing that two things are certain: (1) the success of Take 5ive will mark the beginning of a new phase for Showkey’s career, and a better future for ojez music (having failed with Baba Fryo, and lost Sunny Neji); (2) The failure of this album will not only mark the beginning of the end of Showkey’s recording career, it could make Joseph Odobeatu start thinking again, about this whole music business. So? I listen to the album again, trying to keep my eyes open, and my mouth shut. On the opening song, young girl, Showkey is joined by Tallman to reenact the song earlier recorded in 1994. Apart from the fast tempo (with increased beats per minute), it’s obvious showkey is trying to ride on his old formula this time.

And the trend is glaring, from Brenda to jah ehovah, ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = “urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags” />Chicago( a song that’ll make you laugh) and 117 (this one could make you cry). Ignore the weak vocals, elementary songwriting, and you’ll be amazed at the melody on Take 5ive, Shalala and one day. Oh, and the one that’ll get you up, wipe away sleep from your eyes and plant dance on your feet, is rolling, a tribute song to Pa Fatai Rolloing Dollar. Unmistakable highlife feel on rolling is fabulous… what else do you expect of a song dedicated to FRD? The showkey-FRD collabo is one of the rare great cuts on this album…you’ll like the guitar solo… you’ll like Pasuma’s verses on 117 too…

Thanks to the guests on the album (Pasuma, Tallman and FRD) and afew good beats as cooked by OJB, fans and critics will not be in a hurry to throw take 5ive into the trash can, and throw the trash can into the incinerator…but it’s not likely it’ll on the most-wanted list at record stores or radio stations…but I trust that Daddy showkey and his people will do everything possible to make this one album work. At a time when everyone’s wearing a pop garb, and urbane music is rave of the moment, it’s sad ans scary to think that the likes of Showkey and the concepts they represent are an endangered species. Or, tell me, who wouldn’t rather listen to Marvellous Benjy or African china than sit through a Daddy Showkey, Baba Fryo or Daddy Fresh song? Even trendier acts like Blackky, Lt. Shotgun, and Daniel Wilson are battling endlessly to get the chains of their mics…all over the world, it continues to happen, that most music careers are ephemeral, with most artistes never making more than one hit album in their entire career. And with several unpredictable factors determining what’s hot and what’s not, most times, there’s nothing an artiste can do, but to gaze helplessly and offer sacrifices to appease the god of music whi is so stubborn, he isn’t even listening to Michael Jackson!

While I’m not saying this album will nail the coffin of Showkey’s career, I don’t expect it to perform better than K1 Ultimate’s Flavours or Sound Sultan’s Textbook: both average albums that have done nothing to enhance the artistes’ careers. But while KWAM 1 continues to live on concert appearances and incessant praise-singing, and Sound Sultan riding on critics’ support and an assured musical future, Showkey’s demand continues to wane by the day, with many a pundit claiming he has run out of ideas and concept. Money is not the issue, though, as, like KWAM 1, Showkey is blessed with loyal fans who don’t mind blessing him with gifts and, even, contracts…but unlike KWAM 1, showkey’s repertoire is dangerously lean, and if take 5ive is an attempt to add to the list, I’m afraid it may be far from successful. We all want to live long, stayu healthy, and see our great grand children. But, bless our souls, not all of us will. Right? Every artiste wants to record all their lives, it’s not just about making money… it’s fulfilling a calling. But what’s the essence of an album fans don’t want to listen to? An album critics are laughing at, and CD players are rejecting?

I’ve listened to take 5ive over five times already, and I have a suggestion: why doesn’t Ojez withdraw the album from circulation, select 117, Rolling, Young Girl, Brenda and Chicago, maintain the producer and the choruses, and get someone else to write and arrange Showkey’s lines? Then they can re-release a great 5-song EP that’ll be aptly titled take 5ive… oh, the rest songs? They can give them to Baba fryo… he’ll consider them excellent, compared to the trash he calls songs…

Ayeni Adekunle Samuel. february 2007.