A couple of months ago, i sat infront of a telly to see some cultural tradition among the Nandi. Every time they circumcise their males, they assign them an age-set name. Age sets cover a number of years, could be 12, 10 or some else.
What stood out was the tradition of the old packing up with tobacco, some milk, alcohol …climbing up a cliff …and diving out into suicide…
Reason being, it was so shameful for the name of your ageset to make a full rotation and find you still alive… so you kill yourself to give the young ones a chance …just like leaves do
This reminds me of the so called ‘legends’ of the music industry
Colonel Mustapha: Why is this guy even a name in the music industry? What does he sing? He has the most dense songs ever… He has zero, ZERO creativity
Nameless. With a handful of songs, all those years, then you call yourself a legend? puhhhhhhliz
Prezzo. A socialite bimbo and by the way, dont we only know you for your parents’ money?
Avril. She was finally taking the right turn then she met Kenrazy and did the most dense song for the year… when two supposedly great musicians meet then it should have been an ingenious banger
Nonini. That Godfather you label yourself, is it coz you dedicatedly added fat or your music? Coz the latter daent cut.
Jua Cali. Wapi content kwa ngoma zako? Hizi miaka zote na unaimba sentensi bila creativity? Boss, chaf sana.
These need to die off and leave the music industry… they are clouding the scene for newer more creative artists and might rub off their lack of creativity on the new ones …Kenyans are an ingenius lot, well excluding talkers, they deserve intelligent music