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Music Review: “Mobile Money” – Okyeame Kwame ft. Ebony

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Okyeame Kwame’s latest, “Mobile Money” was engineered by his own multi-talented discovery, Abochi –who has now been earmarked a blessing to One Mic Entertainmen label. He’s produced major hits: “Saucing”, “Hallelujah”, “Best Rapper Alive” and is probably having others up his sleeves. His contributions through delivering a hook or two on OK’s recent songs, too have become both endearing and indispensable; including this one which features Ebony.
My oh my!
Me fa no kɔtɔ chichinga a, ɔse ɔpɛ odwan
Mombɔ no dangbeshie

My oh my!

Menkoa kɔ kɔ se ne pɛ a, ɔse ɔpɛ dan”
“Mobile money”, a money transfer service is also the name of OK’s new spirited hiplife jam. The song is built on the famous problematic monetary exploitations in relationships.  It is an argumentation of the opinions of both sides of the genders.

 

“If you really really love me and you really want to show me, send me mobile money.”

 

What is being juggled on this song, although done with sarcasm and creativity has lived with us as a controversy; perhaps in two out of three relationships.“Boy, stop that talk
You don’t wanna pay, but you wan chop”
isnt only a line on this song. It’s real life.

 

The Cincinnati key holder is undoubtedly in the first ranks of rappers on our continent. Although veteran, although a product of the old, it is stunning how he, in his 40’s hits on themes of the current times and highlights in the most glamorous verses.
 

“Gold digger! Kɔ Obuasi” among other things intends a pun to refer to a money raker as a “gold digger” whose place is rather at the mines in Obuasi.

 

Much with his overdose with wordplay and rhyme, he is quick to show off on this song; more stylishly in these 4 bars:

 

Be harvesti kɔfa wo sickle
Woa blasti m’atwa wo pistol. (Piaww!)
M’alaughi m’atwa wo giggle
Rap Dacter clean as a whistle

 

Here, he employs an AAAA monorhyme, a poetic scheme that can be tough to pull off convincingly.

 

And in other parts of the song, this finesse gets more pronounced the most elegant way.
Abrantepa, Iron Boy me ne Dede yen mmatchi
Nfa mako mmɛhyɛ m’ani ase
Sɛ woanya shito a, noa Waakye
Wopɛ dea aben,  ase ahye a, apɛkyɛ a, ɛnnyɛ me sika – kɔ mukaase
Na Hennessy na wobɛpɛ anom wɔ mukaase?

 

Okyeame Kwame isn’t yet running out of words. In his 20th year of churning out music, he has sang about everything in the extremes of salvation and sex. Yet he’s mastered the art of maneuvering around explicitness. Euphemising lovemaking in the statement, “Hyɛ mini bɛka me ho just for entertainment” is what makes the Rap Dacter as clean as a whistle indeed!

The question of whether any of the two parties in a pre-marital relationship is obliged to assume responsibility over the other or not is that dilemma Kwame Nsiah-Apau attempts to answer:

I only like you
I’m not trying to be your parent
, to take you overseas or pay rent

 

But how could this be without rebuttal? Soft, saucy, silky-smooth in voice; clever and controversial in mind, heavily defensive in her position on this argument, is the “bad girl” Ebony who puts up a show here too.


Don’t you know now Ebony is on top?!
You make I cough
You said to me you were the boss
Little things to do then you start dey toss
Shut up! Don’t come here running your mouth.

 

“Poisonous” Ebony Reigns, who has become the talk of town now, and at the peak of enjoying the bragging rights for topping charts with her single is flawless in her technique on this feature. Sticking to the theme in an entrenched position, it’s impressive how she sings and raps.

Mobile Money comes fourth of releases into the year 2017 from OK – after “Adonko”, “Best Rapper Alive”, “Saucing” and will find a place on the rapper’s 5th solo album, “Made In Ghana”. The song is tipped as a huge potential hit. As friendly as it is to radio and having lines that are likely to become catchphrases, it adds to attract huge success to itself.

 

Whiles the song find its way to the top, the time to resist fortune hunters may be now. The “Yentua!” (We will not pay!) exclamation will become the new response to the overly demanding gold diggers. Bɔ ne dangbeshie!

 

Download Mobile Money here

 

By Patrick Fynn

Twitter: @PatrickFynn

 

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Kwame Gyan presents 2017 instalment of “Note to Christmas Borgers” – READ!

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Indeed 2017 went skrrrahh, pap, pap, ka-ka-ka. Skidiki-pap-pap, and a pu-pu-pudrrrr-boom. And before we knew it, Skya, du-du-ku-ku-dun-dun. Poom, poom, you know. Ah well, it is that time of the year again. We started this in 2014 and this is already the 4th installment. That’s like JM’s term in office you know! Year has been so fast. Same time last year JM was President. Now Nana Addo is President for less than a year but feels like forever eh?

Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Kwame Gyan and I bring you the 2017 edition of our friendly advice and to some, warning to the many many Ghanaians who have been saving some Euros and Pounds and Dollars to come blow time in the motherland. Here we go:

  1. Please stop ordering us to wait for you at Kotoka a whole two hours before the projected touch down of your flight. You know you have been doing this almost every year, or once every two years. We don’t like it. Even if we don’t meet you have you forgotten the way to your homes? Hoh!

 

  1. Please when you get into town, leave your jacket and winter boots in your house until you are dressing up to head back to Kotoka and away to wherever you are doing your ‘any work’. We know the weather back in your abrokyire is cold. Don’t be a villager to wear fur coats in our 32° weather. Eye nkurasesem paaa. And yes, it is hot here.

 

  1. We know you are making money in obimanso. We also know that you pay plenty tax. And some of you still owe the visa contractor who did your connection for you so your cash level no shada dey up. Don’t come and spend all the money you have saved buying champagne in clubs and spreading people like your father is Mugabe or Dangote. If you do the too known and go back, we won’t send you kapreba. Yoooo!

 

  1. If you bought something for someone last year and you come and you see him or her still wearing it, you don’t need to shout and say “eei you are still wearing this jeans I bought from Next? Efata wo paaa ooo”. Please we know you still have jeans you bought 5 years ago. We know before you left you wore clothes saaa until they were tired of alterations so stop that nonsense. You like that!

 

  1. As we told you last year, we are not villagers like that oo. You can’t buy as £2 and $5 shirts and tops and expect us to roll on the floor in excitement. We know it when what you give us is cheap. Oh we will say thank you. But don’t expect us to behave as if you just gave us a Saville Row suit or an Armage cologne.

 

  1. Please we know what the exchange rate is. We know. We don’t need the needless reminder. We also know that you know the exchange rate. Stop the too known and come and melt your Euros and Pounds and Dollars in piece. Stop that!

 

  1. Mall Update: Kumasi Mall has come oooo. We also heard the things you heard. Leave Kumasi people alone. I have seen plenty people walk into malls to buy 90 pesewas bottled water and spend the rest of the time taking photos. You also do same when you go to those fancy shops of yours. Let us think.

 

  1. Kyinkyinga has gained prominence again ooo my people. Right now kyinkyinga sellers can blow up fuel stations and the blast will not even affect the stones on the zinc roofing sheets placed over their grill. Massa it is not easy oo. You ask Kojo Yankson of Joy FM. He will tell you the whole story. Oh, the kyinkyinga people have not changed by the way: same price, smaller meat, bigger sticks. Don’t be too disappointed.

 

  1. Abrokyire boys, borgerfuo, do not come and spoil our girls and spoil the market for the local boys. Don’t open their mouths so wide that when you leave they are not content with our fianga pockets. Play with the girls you came with, and let’s play with ours. You girls too why do you always allow them to do that to you. I don’t gerrit.

 

  1. Has Ghana Police changed? For the where? They should change to what? You had better keep loose 5 cedi notes on you for the “massa we are here oooo”. If you break a traffic rule though, add some zero to the 5. And those of you who think you are home so you want to smoke that smoke, if you get caught you may have to add at least two zeros to the 5.

 

  1. We tell you this all the time: Please don’t ask us with a frown a hundred times about how it is like to live in Ghana and how you could never do that. You asked us last year and the year before. It has gotten old. Abufusem didn’t you live here before? Or your great grandfather gave birth to your grandfather in Liverpool and he gave birthday to your father in Liverpool and your father and mother popped you in Manchester?

 

  1. We told you about Uber last time, right? Well, it has grown and become bigger paaa. Our young gers have taken it like World Cup. Please just turn your location on and Uber yourself away. Again, if you do that your Abrokyire-Ghana comparison don’t be surprised if the Uber driver gives it to you. You can give him one star rating, he would have cleared his chest anyway. Remember we also use smartphones here eh? And yes, Uber is here and once you update your location and you order an Uber, it won’t be a car from West Virginia or Birmingham or Frankfurt that will show up wai. Stop that thing you do. Chances are that every small car you see in the road is an Uber. Just look for the phone holder on the dashboard.

 

  1. Yo, we don’t need YOU to tell US what the Christmas music list in Ghana is. So let’s tell you who the current biggest artists are or the songs we will eat bronya with: Kuami Eugene (the guy who sang Angela), KIDI (he sang Odo Yewu and one other popular song like that), Ebony – that girl who has no more than a handkerchief-size of material on all her clothes. She also sang I will Date Your Fada, Sponsor and some songs. Of course Shatta Wale, Sarkodie, Stonebwoy are the usual big boys on the list. Wutah have had the commonsense to realise that individually they are almost as useless as used toilet paper so they got back together and have an aptly titled sing called Bronya. Oh there is a guy called Patapaa. He has sang all the songs he will ever sing. It is called One Corner.

 

  1. Ei! I almost forgot. After 21 tries, Captain Planet has a hit song ooo. It is called Obi agye obi girl. He has tried saaaa and mentioned every girl’s name in 20,000 songs but still chale we were not seeing him. But now he has hit the jackpot ooo. But guys, do you agree Captain Planet should have just sang the chorus and not attempted a rap on the track? The rap be some way but the chorus dey bee. Anaa?

 

  1. Yes, Man’s Not Hot started from a studio in London. But we got it on whatsapp and Facebook and Twitter the same time those of you in Antwerp, Baltimore, Alberta and Lagos did. Don’t come and yell, “shiiite you guys have this song here too?”. It is not as if that song is anything out of the top biaaa too. And oh Michael Dapaah, AKA Big Shaq will be doing shows in Ghana wai.

 

  1. Please we love Mexican and Indian telenovelas paaa. UTV shows at least two of them running throughout the week. Adom TV has been showing an Indian one called Kukum Bagya for almost two years now, and from the look of things, they will be showing it for at least 5 more years. Oh, Abbi and Pragya, the leading characters even came to Ghana to break bread with their fans. The bread cost only 600 cedis moom. They even want to invite the main characters here to meet with their fans. It’s not easy oo. Warning: Do not try to change the channel in any home, else you risk what you don’t want to risk.

 

  1. While you are here, remember that in Ghana, whatever the government says, the opposition must oppose, and they must not necessarily oppose with suggestions. We are not like your people. Even if government says, ‘we shall stop galamsey which is spoiling our environment”, the opposition will say “the government is insensitive and is denying people of working”. That’s how we are. We like our democracy like that.

 

  1. Please the boys, if you meet any beautiful girl with nice fantabulous ASSets and she’s korkorr please pause and ask yourself this question: is my immediate atupa worth the potential wahala of tomorrow, which may include vivid description of your totoli, the transpo you give, and how well or otherwise you do the do? Giovanni chale how be? KOD all correct? Kojo Yankson where you dey do your ‘aboy’ for?

 

  1. Every year we tell you this but some of you have made your ears as hard as Francis Doku’s forehead so you don’t listen. We will keep saying it. Please don’t forget your malaria prophylaxis else your gluteus muscle will have to bear the pain of artemether in a G25 needle without an analgesic; your only consolation will be ” sorry 3y3 wo ya? Kafra.. Kafra.. 3b3 k) wa.

 

  1. Herh if you haven’t been told here our Facebook fights are not children ooo. If you like ask Maame Afia Akoto and Sam George or ask the High Commissioner to South Africa. When Ghana Facebook take you on, they take you on. Ask Kwame Gyan (oh that’s me eh) too. Or some guy called KOA and another one called Pope. Please don’t try to logically understand some of the fights. You won’t understand them if you attempt making sense of some.

 

  1. Oh there is a new group in town called PepperDemMinistries. What do they do? Oh they fight for female and girl child rights by insulting all men and blaming men for everything including why night comes after day and why our feet face forward and not backwards when we walk. Let’s just say they are taking the gender, woman rights fights a few notches lower. If you fool with them they way they will insult you and your unborn generation eh! Hmmm. For writing this, consider me fried. They will tell us how useless these series have been though the smile and laugh in their rooms.

 

  1. Please take note that the social media space in Ghana is manned and marshalled by armies and nations whose members and leaders feel they are a nation state and so they don’t play child’s play. I won’t say anything. I have no armies of nations to defend me when they attack so I leave it here.

 

  1. Every year we talk about that your irritating Yankee or British accent that you bring into this town. See, lose that accent before you enter the Ghana airspace. No, in fact, lose it at the immigration of the country you are coming from before you get onto the tarmac. See, we know you ooo. We know you can speak like us pepeeepe so don’t come trying to do that rubbish. What! For the last time, once again, before you come here to speak English in a way that will have us asking you “pardon, pardon, pardon”. See, Kofi Annan has stayed in New York longer than you but he speaks normal English. In fact, if you start that your nonsense accent, we will insult you.

 

  1. Please the potholes are still there. You may remember some particular pothole your taxi run into that made you spill a drink in your beautiful looking £5 dress. Well, that pothole is still there. It was filled ooo but somehow it opened again and brought along with it some friends. So please get ready. Oh but Nana Addo will sort out all those issues soon.

®Kwame Gyan

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GUEST BLOG: Telenovelas And Excess Brainwashing Of The Ghanaian Woman

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The issue of the high patronage of telenovelas and other soap operas in Ghana has been going on for a while now. From the days of Acapulco bay, passions, to the top most trending Mexican telenovelas like Esmeralda, Juana la virgin, Rosalinda, Maria de los Angeles, cuando sias mia, el cuerpo de deseo, what life took from me etc. It could be argued that, a lot of time and attention have been generously invested into these soap operas.

Women are mostly renowned for their constant interest in almost anything that fully expresses love coupled with a dose of intense passion; and Ghanaian women are no exception! Our market women (who have now become movie directors and producers in their own right), would sit for hours on end to literally debate and sometimes even argue over some specific scenes which in a way didn’t turn out the way they expected.

However, it is an undeniable fact that the kind of “’dramatic romantic love” depicted in our favorite Mexican telenovelas has greatly affected the psychological thought pattern of Ghanaian women by pushing us to raise the bar of our expectations and also redefining the meaning of true happiness in our marriages and relationships.

Let me just use myself as an example. I was (and probably still is) addicted to series from the Mexican Telemundo, Televisa or whatever the name of the production house is. I never made it a point to miss any of those series but whenever I was hindered by circumstances beyond my control, I trusted UTV, TV3, Metro TV or whichever channel in question to grace me with a cool repetition on a Sunday afternoon. These movies successfully shaped up my thought pattern and gave me a definition of what LOVE should be and feel like. Anytime I saw Fernando Jose fight for the love of Rosalinda in the open or whenever I watched Octavio and Marie Cruz go for a swim in the lake as he gently kissed and caressed her body under the sun, placed those lilies in her hair and tried every single day to make her see how he dearly loved her beyond doubt; I always imagined it being done to me instead.

I can boldly say today, that many of my failed relationships were as a result to paying so much attention to these soap operas. I expected so much from my partners in terms of passion and in our day-to-day activities and whenever they couldn’t make that up to me, I would then conclude with my then popular phrase, “He doesn’t love me enough.”  there were times I would deliberately walk out in an argument and expect my partner to run after me and hug me from behind and whisper in my ears and say “I love you baby, I will never let you go” just like what Mauricio de la vega would tell Juana la virgen… dreamy right?

What we fail to realize as Ghanaian or African women is that, those exhibitions portrayed as love in those series is not the actual deal in reality! There is no running and kissing in the rain with lilies or roses in our hair, there is no swimming naked in the lake forever! In real life, there are arguments, 60% understating and even care, there is stress, there is something called a job which consumes almost your entire life, there is something called space, heart breaks and there are tears… real salty bitter tears which are mostly shed on pillows at night!

The addiction to these telenovelas can literally cause depression. Since they are mostly designed to suit the minds of women, you’d notice that every single scene shows you what you think you might be missing in your real love life; you’re given a new concept of what happiness should be and how your life must go so once you’re denied your new expectation of love, over thinking sets in, then depression comes to stay.

It’s okay to enjoy these series once in a while without getting too involved and attached. We as women should cease to place ourselves in positions where we would be easily swayed and brainwashed to the extent of wrecking our very own marriages and relationships.

It’s okay to love and to desire for happiness in relationships but do not let it be defined by another man’s creation or concept you see on your television. It’s about time we understood that real love in real life is undefined!

BY: Nana Yaa Asabea// email: nayascolumn@gmail.com// instagram: @naya_233// twitter: @naya__233

 

 

 

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MENZGOLD GHANA LIMITED: Why You Should Own Gold!

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There are many options to consider when contemplating an investment opportunity – there are shares, bonds, and tons of other opportunities provided by an always active market.

And then there’s gold.

The mineral of choice for royalty throughout history, gold has many uses besides its utility as an investment tool.

However, this article is to talk about why gold stands out as an avenue for investment.

Many other forms of investment are more common than buying up gold, but gold possesses some unique advantages over stocks, bonds and good old cash in hand. Most especially because in times of trouble, people find solace in the long guaranteed security of gold holdings.

Below are ten reasons why you should go out and get yourself some gold reserves right about now…

 

History

Quite simply, gold has historically held its value, even in times of great financial volatility. So whether it’s as a short or long term investment, you’re guaranteed value for your money.

Holds against inflation

Inflation tends to reduce the value of investments but not that of gold, which historically tends to increase in value as cost of living rises. For the investor, it’s an excellent hedge against when things get hot in the economy.

Deflation

On the other hand, when an economy suffers from deflation, Gold prices actually soar. So either way, your investment is secured.

Rarity

Gold is quite rare on the planet, even though it doesn’t look like it. Because it’s a naturally occurring element which has to be mined and not a human creation like currency and other means of trading, gold is quite rare in relatively.

A substance that rare has immense value as market forces indicate. When demand is high and supply is low, prices soar.

Strengthens as Dollar Weakens

Historically, the dollar has been the world’s foremost trade currency, due in large part to the U.S’ status as the world’s most powerful nation – but it has never been the strongest performing currency. And gold prices inevitably soar as the performance of the dollar falls as people try to put their currency in other forms in such times.

Soars in times of Political Uncertainty

We live in a time of geopolitical uncertainty all over the world, and despite what one might think, gold prices actually go high in such times. The one guarantee that makes gold survive almost all crises is that people trust in its certainty during uncertain times and flock to it, raising its price.

Soars in times of Financial Uncertainty

Just like in times of political uncertainty, gold prices rise in times of financial uncertainty, and the reason for that is largely the same. Gold has always held value to man and is one of the oldest forms of currency we have. When people panic over a financial meltdown, they run to what they know would always have value – gold.

Provides Secure Back-Up To Other Investments

The biggest mistake any investor can make is pouring their money into stocks and bonds and neglect the safe guarantee of gold. As we’ve seen over and over, factors that make other forms of investment go down makes gold go high.

Options

Gold is the jewellery of choice for royalty all over the world and thus has immense value in relation to other items. And owning gold always means you have the option to sell it not just on the financial market, but on your own to a lined up buyer, or to use it for your own purpose. And as we’ve established the value of gold is usually pretty high due to its rarity.

Conclusion

As investments go, you can scarcely do better than good old gold. Everyone knows it has value and it has maintained that value for millennia. It survives all times of crisis, be it economic or political, and it rises even when other forms of investments fall. Gold is secure, gold is familiar and gold is valuable – and people always prove that by flocking to gold when they think they’re in trouble. That alone shows why gold would always be an incredible route for investment.

By Menzgold Ghana Limited, a fully owned Ghanaian company that undertakes dealership in Gold, Diamonds and other precious stones and metals.

Menzgold Ghana is committed to putting smiles on the faces of its loyal customers and the general public and build a formidable business partnership that will be mutually beneficial.

 

 

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Call for Nominations !! Arts and Tourism Writers Association of Ghana (ATWAG) Executive Committee Elections

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After many years of putting their house together, giant personalities in Ghana’s arts, culture, tourism, and showbiz writing circles have formed a well-knit association known as the Arts and Tourism Writers Association of Ghana (ATWAG).

The association, which is duly registered embraces the culture, entertainment and tourism writers, publishers, culture and arts advocates.

Currently, it has a membership of 60 drawn from notable media houses including the Ghana Broadcasting Corporation (GBC), Graphic Communications Group Limited, Excellence In Broadcasting (EIB), the Despite Group of Companies, Global Media Alliance, the Multimedia Group of Companies and Media General. The association also has many reputable freelance writers and bloggers.

After the registration of the association and completion of other necessary paperwork, the Electoral Committee of ATWAG hereby calls for the nomination of registered members of the association to vie for the following positions:

  1. President
  2. Vice-President
  3. Secretary
  4. Treasurer
  5. Organiser
  6. Research Officer
  7. Public Relations Officer

Members interested in contesting for any of the offices listed above should express their interest in writing addressed to the Chairman, ATWAG Electoral Committee through email – artswritersgh@gmail.com by providing the following details:

  •   Full name of Candidate
  •   Position of Interest
  •   Organisation
  •   Position/ Designation
  •   Telephone Number (s)
  •   Email

The nomination should reach the Chairperson not later than 13TH November 2017. Thank you.

Signed:

Arnold Asamoah-Baidoo

(Chairperson, ATWAG Electoral Committee)

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Blakk Rasta’s “KUCHOKO REVOLUTION” – A Review!

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One author captured it well for us when he stated that “the main aim of our culture is to produce factory workers who think like the herd, behave like the crowd and smother the fire for outright greatness that is the natural birthright of every one of us.” Thus the world struggles to understand those who invent and innovate; those who refuse to stay in line, those who can’t accept the societal pull to fit in and be comfortable with the humdrum of mediocrity. They are labeled as weird. Many describe them as misfits. A lot more tag them as strange. And it ranges through all spheres of life, not forgetting music.

Music is powerful. It is the language for the soul. Life will be unimaginable without permeating music to the soul, without soothing serenades, without an uplifting, enlightening and powerful genre as Reggae. And as an African, music will always not strike a chord within if it does not have the African appeal.

African music is distinct and unique in the sense that we have a cornucopia of instruments, dances, styles and cultural build-ups to spice it up. Most often than not we have musicians from Africa who always cut songs that seek to imitate foreign music styles and culture. We release music without any African appeal.

We sing songs that bring nothing new to the international table because it is a seeming carbon copy of what the originators of that genre are doing. We end up standing in line rather than standing out with our uniquely rich culture. It is more fervid in the Reggae genre. This is what Blakk Rasta seeks to challenge and change.

He believes simply that you cannot surprise or amuse the European or American with cake and ale. You must surprise him with some Hausa Koko, Akple and Fetri Detsi or kuli-kuli. This, he believes, is the number one factor that will give African music and musicians a foothold in the changing fortunes of time. Thus his latest album, KUCHOKO REVOLUTION.

Kuchoko Revolution is an album that further gives fillip to the artist’s belief that we must bring our African culture to be in whatever music form we choose thereby standing uniquely out. We must give it the peppery and smoked fish nuance Africa is noted for.

The album features African instruments like the Kolgo, xylophone, talking drums (dondo), jimbe, Africa Foot percussion, jinbe, cow horns etc. It is sung in five different languages vis a vis English, Dagbani, Hausa, Arabic, Ndebele and Jamaican Patois. It is an album that is revolutionizing the Reggae front. And much more significantly, it was released by VP Records, the largest and most successful Reggae Record Label in the world. I know you are impatient to delve into the music by now.

The album is a 13-tracker all recorded, produced and engineered in Ghana, Africa.

Laa Sharik’Allah: This is Arabic and it means, God is unique. It is sung in Arabic and English. It is a perfect introduction to the potpourri of diverse musical themes on the album. It calls on everyone to come together and Harambee (live harmoniously) no matter how religio-diverse we are just like “birds of a special feather”. Using the Islamic-Arabic statement that there is no other than the Almighty Supreme Being, the track underscores the profound fact that though the name of the Creator may differ in the various religions, it is the same God we pray to. Blakk Rasta sings thus;

Muslims pray to Allahu Akbar.

Harikrishna, Hari Hariya

Christians pray to Jesus the Christ

Gautama Buddha for the Buddhist

Jah Jah Rasta for the Rastaman

I & I, we neva bust no gun….

 

The song is a mid-tempo one and recorded all live. The live drumming and percussion did it for me right from the start. An Adowa bridge with beautiful traditional flutes nailed the song.

In this period of religious intolerance and terrorist attacks, Laa Sharik’Allah is a perfect ode against this canker. I rate it 8 out of 10.

Gaafara: Our bearded elders say that,” A mother is not a person to lean on, but a person to make leaning unnecessary.” That is how invaluable our mothers are. It behooves therefore on any child who believes he has not lived up to the billing in upholding the promises he made to his mum to render an unqualified apology for his inadequacies towards her. This song sees Blakk Rasta do that in Dagbani.   Sang in a sorrowful and melancholic mood, he begs Mum and Dad to forgive him and that, he has failed her in not becoming what she wanted him to become. But, the solace is in him becoming what God proudly wanted him to be. And the word for Sorry in Dagbani (A language spoken in Northern Ghana) is Gaafara. The song has some crazy modulations and bridges that work perfectly.

I rate it 9 out of 10.

Mbagi Bagi: This is another song sung in Dagbani. It means, I am a peaceful person who values his peace and will not compromise it by getting swallowed up in your nonchalant behavior. The song borrows some melody lines from Abubakari Kaba’s Nawo Yare released in the early nineties. I feel some Alpha Blondy Bori Samory shots in there neatly woven to make this song a masterpiece.

I rate it 7 out of 10.

Serwaa Akoto: Blakk Rasta’s stock-in-trade is love. He knows how to arrange words to permeate the soul of the lady he’s addressing. And he did it this time by resurrecting and giving his own rendition to that powerful love song written almost four decades ago by P.K. Yamoah. The personality of an individual is shaped and harnessed by his experiences in life. The constant play of the song by a young Blakk Rasta’s father at home several years ago, rang a bell to remake the song into Kuchoko style Reggae. That coupled with the purity of the lyrics compelled him to re-cut that song to suit our contemporary taste and fashion.      In the song, a young man, Yaw Bayere Ba infatuated by a pretty Serwaa’s love pens down a letter to her with highly-captivating and compelling lyrics. He sings;

Serwaa Akoto my African beauty

You are so real, deep and witty

You are the heart wey a beat within me

Your love so bright, the blind even see

Make me take you make we go see me family

You are the one me a go call wifey

You are the nectar, I am the bee

Me a go find you pon the tall tree

If love was a thing truly blind, the blind would a see even better

If love was a thing like gold mine, me a go dig even deeper

 

This was the first single released from the Kuchoko Revolution album and it still remains the most popular joint. The Kwao and Amponsah guitars in this song could only come from the fingers of a music legend like Zapp Mallet, Blakk Rasta’s longtime trusted-producer.

I rate this joint 8.5 out of 10.

Flower in the shower: “It just started raining, man and the water run down the drain. Me a take a flower straight up to my woman in a di shower. Love you empress everytime,” Blakk Rasta opens the song with an unusual title.

Love is the most powerful force on earth. Love is profoundly represented in literature by a flower. And that is what Blakk Rasta decides to take to his lover who is having a shower. A lovely tune that sets one in a mood for love. One just has to gratify and glorify the great and creative mind of the artiste. The thought of a flower in the shower is mind-blowing, nerve-racking and mood-setting.  Features a very good singer, Afriyie of Wutah fame who brings more seduction into the song. The song still adds up to Blakk Rasta’s insignia as a great love singer. The saxophones in this song did it for me. When you listen to this song, anytime it rains, you will remember it with passion.

I rate it 8 out of 10.

My African Queen: Love is sweet. It tastes better than the most expensive wine. And one will just have to gulp it and allow him or herself to get gently intoxicated. That is the theme carried in this powerful tune which features Joseph Mensah aka JM who nails the song perfectly for me. A lady’s love has overtaken him entirely and he likens her brightness to that of a diamond ring. He labels her an ‘African queen.’ He goes further to say she flows like an African spring that flows seductively like the River Nile. A powerful tune in the sense that the listener will join Blakk Rata and his lover to take a swim in the Nile. This was produced by Kaywa and recorded live. The live drums here make a strong statement. The lyrics are captivating. No wonder it is the favorite of many a lover. The horns in this song are so African and remind me of Nayanka Bell’s version of Ernesto Djeje’s Zibote.

I rate it 9.5 out of 10.

Kuchoko: Blakk Rasta describes himself as “the Beast of Reggae music” in this song. This song tends to uplift the attenuated spirit in Africa. It underscores the fact that we were once upon a time a great people with a glorious heritage. “We were more than a marching army of elephants.” And we had Jah Music to goad us on. We had Kuchoko, the greatest of all rhythms. The song features Kwame Bediako, a Ghanaian Reggae act based in the US.

“Arise the great African family. Arise and join this movement, stronger than the harmattan, thunder and lightning. Arise and listen to the spiritual forces of Imhotep, Tutankhamen and Tinkamenen Marching like the crazy but focused battalions in the Kuchoko army.”

Kwame Nkrumah stated that “men with great foresight and knowledge all agree that the future of the world will be determined in Africa.” Kuchoko is the ambrosia to get us there.

This is not my favorite on the album. Something seems missing for me so I rate it 6 out of 10.

Natural African Music: This tune reiterates the fact that the trouble with Africa is simply that of leadership, nothing more, nothing less. Kuchoko-ing Bob Marley’s Natural Mystic, Blakk Rasta tackles the issues he has been hard on on his radio programmes. The song features US-based Ghanaian artiste, Jay Ghartey. That it’s about time our leaders rose to the responsibility and put Africa on the map where it belongs. It’s about time they dropped all the political jokes that have bedeviled African political leadership and make Africa great once more.

A Letter to Shabalala: Blakk Rasta may be many things but he is not one who runs away from issues worth talking about. The xenophobic attacks in South Africa hit the world like a thunderbolt. It left us so morose and sad. That Africa could go thus far was distasteful to the ear and, unpleasant to the eye. This should have received the barrage of criticisms from all literati, musicians and political actors all alike. Blakk Rasta condemns that barbarism in a poetic style and fashion. He takes us into history letting us know why South Africa of all countries should be grateful to all of Africa. He terms it Letter to Shabalala and, when he recites a poem, he leaves no room for criticism. This poem is accompanied by a wonderful video shot in South Africa.

I rate it 10 out of 10.

Kalaa Dam: Next time you find yourself in the Northern part of Ghana, ask for many things that make that part a glorious place. And never forget to ask of the powerful drink called Kalaa Dam which is the Orphan’s Drink.

The song is a powerful bend of Soca and Reggae in a unique style. It will surely rock your dancing feet to dust. It is a crazy piece introduced with a Bob Marley guitar phrase.

I rate this 8 out of 10.

Soca Lady: Blakk Rasta’s sojourn in the Caribbean has been eventful and memorable. Meeting great presidents and great musicians like Eddy Grant, Skinny Fabulous, Machel Montana, Mighty Sparrow, Bunji Garlin etc has truly impacted on him. To cup it up, he carried with him a bag of their Soca music, an improvement on their traditional Calypso and added a touch of Kuchoko rhythm to it to form this ‘delicious’ tune. The track features the great Dudu Mahenga, an Afro-Jazz artiste from Zimbabwe who added to the groove.

Calypso fans will rate this above 10 out of 10.

Maluna: Part of the bag of stuff he picked up from the Caribbean is an imaginary beautiful lady called Maluna. He welcomes her to Africa placing before her feet great African staple foods like Fufu, Tuo-Zaafi, Banku and wonderful dances like Adowa, Abgadza, Damba etc. He poured into this song his hearty experiences all the way from Guyana to Jamaica to Africa. Maluna is a Soca classic.

Dolay: Dolay means ‘a must’ in Hausa. It lives to its bidding as a must dance to Soca joint. It is a unique blend, crazy and dreadful. It comes with a funny video.

It is not my favorite but who cares?

 

A great album. Every living soul must imbibe the content. Lest I forget, Kuchoko is Blakk Rasta’s coinage for Africanized Reggae music traditionally blended with African instruments, vibes, dances and rhythms. It is creative, original, energetic and refreshing.

It is of less wonder that the KUCHOKO REVOLUTION album is being considered for honors at the 60th Grammy Awards. When this album grabs the award, it would have been the first ever for Reggae for Africa.

All the best…!

 

Inusah Mohammed

Okoromaazi@gmail.com

NB: The Writer is a Youth-Activist and a Student of Knowledge.

 

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TALES FROM THE BITTER ROOM: He’s Fathered 2 Kids With The Maid… What Do I Do?

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Roland and I have been married for ten years without a child. I’ve already had six (6) miscarriages and three (3) still births but my husband unlike the regular typical Ghanaian man stood by my side through it all.

In our sixth year of marriage, I employed the services of a house maid through the assistance of an agency to help run the domestic affairs of our visibly big house in our absence. Matilda (the maid) did a really great job to the astonishment of Roland and myself hence, the insane decision to permanently keep her! I trusted this lady with my life, my money and even my husband but she never gave me any reason to ever doubt her authenticity.

Tilly as I fondly addressed her hails from Odumase Krobo in the eastern region of Ghana. With her visibly wide hips and perfect set of white teeth, it would be impossible for any man of this era to walk past her without taking a second glance and little did I know that my very own husband had fallen prey to this beauty of a predator.

Roland was a serial entrepreneur whose normal closing time was 5:30pm but due to some reasons unknown to me, he started coming home at 2pm; on the other hand, I was a banker who never got home till after 7pm each day. The bond between the two got visibly tighter and I had no cause to worry because Tilly was my very own trusted employee, at least that’s what I thought till I realized what had been going on for four years behind my back.

My house help started showing signs of possible pregnancy in the seventh (7th) year of our marriage which prompted me to question her on the fatherhood of the unborn child. She responded, “Kofi Boateng (the security man next door) is the father. Madam, please I didn’t know how to tell you and boss about the affair.”  I immediately informed my husband about it who asked that I sent her away immediately; with some cash, and a fully furnished single room self contained apartment at North Kaneshie, we sent Tilly away one weekend to her new abode which was fully paid for by Roland.

Two months after the birth of the twin baby girls, I noticed a sharp resemblance between them and my darling husband but kept it to myself. Fast forward, my husband, after facing intense pressure from Tilly’s family (unknown to me) to marry their child, confessed to being the father of the twin girls…What a blow! He further explained how it all happened and asked for forgiveness and in addition agree to him bringing Tilly into our home as the second wife.

What do I do?

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