Nyege Nyege means different things in different countries. In Uganda, it’s the irresistible urge to dance when the music hits you. In Kenya and Tanzania, well you don’t even wanna know. Advertisements
Our first proper meeting was about a year ago. We had drinks at a coffee shop near our beloved alma mater and talked all about art and poetry. Does it matter if they were alcoholic or non? Yes, Ivan Irakoze and I have history.
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
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.
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.
One of my favorite things about being an events junkie is discovering new artists and music I probably wouldn’t have heard of. This is why I attend so many events, for those who’ve been asking. And that is exactly how I met Mr Jemedari.
I still remember the first time I met him. It was last year at a cool school event dubbed The Frequency. He was battling it out in front of an excited crowd with another poet, who I hadn’t met before either.
Watching H_art the Band live on stage is something special. You simply cannot afford to be taking selfies and videos with your smartphone, when all that craziness is happening right in front of you. Why am I telling you this?
It’s a huge hall, a proper theatre. A larger than life stage sits at the front lifted towards the heavens. Even at the fifth row you’re still looked down upon. The red seats are soft and comfortable, with ample back support. And wide enough for most shapes and sizes.
I went solely for the poetry. I didn’t know they’d be music too. That Ukoo Flani and Sarabi band would be there. But the most surprising thing I learnt was that none of them was getting paid to perform that night.