It’s rare to find a pure R&B party in Nairobi. Sure, there are Friday hip-hop nights at Alchemist Bar and Kenyan reggae music every end of the month at Jukwaa Lounge. But not raw, live R&B music. The kind where it’s just a singer and their acoustic guitar on stage. That’s until Mexican restaurant Burrito … More What you probably missed at Burrito Bar’s Ultimate Launch Party
You knew this was coming, yeah? After that hilarious yet genius cover of Sauti Sol’s Short N Sweet, Ayrosh is back with another one. Two times in one month. Man’s not stopping.
Guys, do you remember Juliani? The conscious Kenyan lyricist who would ocassionaly jump from the stage to your heart. The guy who made the mtaa mentality relevant to middle class folk. He even put the wild rumours to rest. Mwanaume kweli sio biceps.
So much red yet there’s so little love around. Every year, we’re expected to show our love specifically on certain days. So once again, we have to brave through this strange February holiday. Rebel tactfully against the red system. I won’t even mention its name here.
It’s been a good month, clearly when you see this post. After many months of absence without leave or notice, the music bug has finally caught up with me. It’s time to administer a heavy dose of great new music to you music junkies.
A gong sounds at 4am. Repetitively. It’s the only alarm clock present; the early birds haven’t even woken up yet. You stir slightly in bed waiting for the seconds to end. Eventually, the gong wins and you open your eyes. It’s the first day of Vipassana meditation.
Most products sell only because of their adverts. Just think about it. How many foodstuffs do you know that have no single health benefit, or services that cost way too much for your budget… but you still bought them?
“Emmanuel Harawa, a 20-year-old of Malawian – Kenyan descent, has come into the scene like a bonafide OVO co-sign.” No I didn’t write that. I copy pasted it – non-plagiarized though, please put down the phone.
It’s the last week of the month and you don’t know what to do. Your allowance has just streamed into your bank account waiting to be spent. Or for some of us, into our sponsor’s – sorry I mean parent’s account.