Mass Poetry is a reflection on the state of the world-s around me before COVID-19 as experienced through my senses and emotions. The music production got disrupted by the pandemic. So what you’re hearing is a draft but kinda okay, I would say. Enjoy.
I was recently invited to a cultural week in Yaoundé, organized by the Goethe Institut Cameroun and curated by Princess Marylin Douala, Nontobeko Ntobela ans Rose Jepkorir to facilitate workshops with students from Lycée Bilingue de Mendong with students aged between 15 and 19 years old on the topic of colonization, especially German colonization. I chose to work from a futuristic angle to deal with The Burden Of Memory. All I did was listen to the youth, encourage them, share with them a few performance techniques and work a bit on their costumes. The poems they created in a space of three days is the result of their imagination. Kudos guys!! You’re amazing. Here’s a quick rough edit to give you an idea about the experience.
I’m very thankful to the people of Yaoundé, facilitators, technicians, organizers and participants.
Abakinnye karere si ngombwa kubasobanurira icyo “kwipasa muremure” bisobanura. Abakurikira umupira bo sinabibarusha. Si no mu mupira gusa ushobora no kwipasa muremure mu buzima busanzwe. Urugero ni ukujya mu kabari ufite gahunda n’inshuti iza kukugurira ugatumiza byeri ya nshuti yawe igahura n’ikibazo ntize telephone yawe ikazima. Wenda aho wavuga ko harimo n’ubudebe. Uwabivuga nutazi icyaka icyo ari cyo uretse ko ushobora gusanga nawe ari muri ba bantu batunga imodoka igira retorovizeri igura amafaranga aruta umushahara wabo.
I grew up being told repetitively
The household is like a human body
The man is the head of the whole
The woman holds it together
Kids are the members
They both follow
The man’s lead coz “he’s the brain” after all Continue reading “On Masculinity”→
About a month ago, when I received an email from the Goethe Institute in Rwanda to participate in a workshop/concert project in Kampala, Uganda, scheduled from 1st-5th October under the theme #YourMusicYourVoice on which Megaloh & Ghanain Stallion, who were on an African tour, would perform, I thought “Who are these guys?” So I looked them up and damn they were hot! I don’t speak German but music has no language. It is the language of the universe. I felt the anger, the protest in their Hip Hop. Continue reading “1keynote on #YourMusicYourVoice”→