Merry Christmas

christmas-baubles-vector-28769I think I am a lot more excited about Christmas this year around. Not because of gifts but because the build up to Christmas was just so entertaining this year. I attended concerts in the park, sang Christmas carols with the neighbours, watched the Drakensberg Boys Choir in action and I was really immersed in the music of this season.

On the topic of music, when I was in primary school and high school, I was a part of the choir. Every year there was a Christmas Carols concert held at the City Hall and various schools would practice for months and then perform songs there. There was an afternoon show and an evening show. The primary school kids would perform during the afternoon show only. It was so much fun! And I remember some German song that our Choir Mistress once taught us and how we loved to sing “Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat, FAT” and there was another song we once performed whose lyrics went like “eBethlehema lase Judea, Judea”. Writing this post has brought back a flood of memories – I’m off to look for all this music! 🙂

I wish you all a Merry Merry Christmas. As we remember the birth of our Lord, may it teach us to be blessings to those around us and fill our spaces with love and joy!

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on kushaina…

My 1st post for 2013…

The year got off to a slow start but it’s steadily picking up. My mantra for this year is based on the song Shaina by Zimbabwean artist Alexio Kawara. The song talks about how you must shine in all circumstances. The last half of 2012 was notably challenging and I think that is part of the reason that I was not particularly looking forward to 2013. However, things seem to be looking up. I have a lot of things to be grateful for and a lot of promising opportunities lined up!

The chorus of the song goes:

Zuva parinobuda richishaina (When the sun rises,  its shining)

Newe shainawo ( So you must also shine)

Kunyangwe kune rima ( Even if  darkness is all around)

Uri mwenje, usazodzimawo ( You are like a bright lamp, don’t burn out)

Zuva parinobuda richishaina ( When the sun rises, its shining)

Newe shainawo ( You must also shine)

Check out the song here

Even Rihanna got the memo! :)

Even Rihanna got the memo! 🙂

Falling in love…

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery

None but ourselves can free our mind

Have no fear for atomic energy

‘Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time

Bob Marley – Redemption Song  (written 1979)

I don’t boast, I acknowledge

I’m not here to impress, I am an impression

Tshepo Tshola, 2010

Yesterday I fell in love. It just happened. Within a few seconds I knew I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I felt butterflies in my tummy. In that moment I was transformed to a place of tranquility and happiness. Last night, Market Theatre stole my heart.

When I arrived Lebo Mashile was in the foyer. My first thought was so this is where she hangs out? I was at Market Theatre ready to indulge in some music and have a fun night out with my sisters.

Sipho ‘Hotstix’ Mabuse was the first act and the first song he performed was Redemption Song. One of my all time favorites.  Right there and then, I realized that I missed the theatre and I missed going to summer concerts in Kirstenbosch Gardens. When I’m in the midst of great musicians it feels like time stands still and everything else ceases to exist. Three hours feels like 5 minutes.

There is nothing like a seasoned singer. Someone who knows their way around all things music. With 40 years of experience, Tshepo Tshola is a veteran. Music is his life and you can tell from his performances. He has the swagger of Kanye West without the arrogance and suave moves like Ne-yo without trying too hard. Tshepo brought his son along for one song and it’s clear that his son gets it from his daddy! It was wonderful to see 2 generations on stage complementing each other in a way only father and son can. Tshepo’s back up ladies or his support as he called them were just as amazing. Their big voices sent shivers down my spine.

Now I didn’t grow up on Sipho’s music or Tshepo’s. I’m only really beginning to appreciate it. I guess that’s what growing up does to you. I knew maybe 2 songs at most but I still had a blast. It was an amazing experience. One of those that I wish I could store in a box and every time I need a pick me up, I would just open my box and go through it all over again.

The first time I went to a theatre, I was 19. After that I didn’t go as often as I would have liked. But after yesterday, I have vowed that I will make more of an effort to go to the theatre. And I’m going to start by taking my niece to watch The Nutcracker at the State Theatre when it opens.

Muzic sez it bestest!

I am not a music guru nor am I a music fundi. I am not going to claim to listen to all genres or know every single musician that has ever existed. What I do know is that music has a strong effect on me. What I can confidently say is that I know what I like to hear and what sounds good to my untrained ear. What I know for sure is that sometimes all I need is just a song.

William Shakespeare summed it up bestest when he said;

If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it;

When it comes to music, it’s like a drug for me and I am like a junkie with no remorse or any plans to go to rehab any time soon. I can spend the whole day doing nothing but listening to music. These are the moments that are most sacred to me. When I sing along and add my own words when I get to that verse that I don’t know very well!!! When I zone out for a couple of hours and just lose myself in the words and in the beat.

My cousin summed it up a few days ago when her facebook status read: Muzic sez it bestest! She was right. Music is one of those things that can control my emotions, help me through situations and bring back memories that were long forgotten. Muzic just sez it bestest! Whatever I’m feeling, whatever mood I’m in, I can always find a song to complement that. The other thing I love about music is that like sport, it brings people together. There is no class, no race, no gender – nothing to differentiate people. Everybody is there for one common goal – their love for the artist.

Lately, I’ve been enjoying golden oldies. In my mere 23 years of existence, my definition of golden oldies may differ to the majority of people reading this. I mean music from back in the day when people really sang and didn’t just use auto tune. I’m talking about music from back in the day when you could FEEL the raw emotions through the song. I’m talking about the songs that other artists are ‘covering’ or turning into house tracks. I’m talking about Etta James, Whitney Houston (before the drugs), Betty Wright. I’m talking about the ‘I did it firsts’. The people who originally did the songs.

Now don’t get me wrong, I also listen to the T-Pains and Rihannas but the music industry is just not the same. The only way I can tell if someone can really sing is when they have perform live and even then, I still have my reservations. What with all the technological advancements and computer programmes and software such as fruity loops and virtual dj, you just never know anymore…

Music is an extension of self-expression and I would be lost without it. Personally, the greatest loss to me would be the loss of my sense of hearing because muzic sez it bestest. So to ALL the people out there who making music and creating an outlet for the rest of us, keep doing what you do bestest!

And if you were wondering, yes I was jamming it up as I wrote this 🙂