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#IntwasaArtsFestival City Hall car park with my big sister and our men |
As a
youngster growing up in the township, I was introduced to Tshibilika Ekhaya
Music by my father, who happens to be a cross border transport operator,
commonly known as “uMalayitsha.”
He would play
music by Ndolwane Super Sounds, Mokis Connection and Clement Magwaza at full
blast on his car radio and the truth is at the time I was not impressed at all.
No, let me
rephrase that. I was beyond exasperated because THAT type of music was
associated with people with a strong rural background and in my naivety I did
not want to be identified as such.
You will
agree with me that growing up we all tried to fit in with the IT crowd and
since Tshibilika Ekhaya Music was not the type of music that appealed to urban
youths, I was petrified of what my mates would think of me.
As my
father’s car was the family’s means of transport whenever and wherever we
travelled, I inevitably got to know the music of groups like Ndolwane word for
word but that is not something that I would have admitted to anyone though.
Fast forward
to the present and I am grown up and not that much concerned about what my
peers think about me.
I am no
longer a closet Tshibilika Ekhaya music fanatic.
I
unashamedly dance to Tshibilika Ekhaya Music and will proudly and loudly
request my all time favourite track Uhluphile by Ndolwane Super Sounds at
parties.
It has
always been my wish to see Ndolwane Super Sounds in action but just like last
year, I failed to catch the group live at the recent Intwasa Arts Festival
koBulawayo because they performed early in the evening when I was still tied
up.
While I was
sad to have again missed out on seeing Ndolwane live on Thursday 24 September,
performances by Jeys Marabini and Clement Magwaza quickly wiped away my
disappointment.
I was wowed!
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Clement Magwaza in action |
Marabini’s
performance this year was a big improvement compared to what he dished out last
year.
Someone must
have whispered in his ear that at shows people want up tempo music that will
keep them on their feet and keep the crowd on their feet he did.
After Jeys’ performance
Clement Magwaza then took to the stage and all of a sudden the atmosphere
became electric.
The crowd
surged closer to the stage and those that did not were not doing so out of
indifference but because they wanted to create space for themselves to do the
kokotsha dance.
I could not
help but feel proud at the way that people were showing appreciation for their
own music.
OH-MY-GOD!!!!!
Let’s just say that my year was officially made.
Magwaza is that
type of artist who takes to the stage and the crowds do not know whether to
dance or to just stand and watch them do their thing.
The brother
man and his band gave a scintillating performance and I could not help but
scream my support as he worked the crowd with his “Sebenza Tsotsi” chant.
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Clement Magwaza's dancers pose for a photo after their set |
It is sad
that as Zimbabweans we look down upon our own artistes and only get to
appreciate something when it comes from outside our borders.
For
instance, our Tshibilika Ekhaya dancers have for ages been doing what the
Americans now call twerking and just because we are now seeing the dance moves
on international television it is now fashionable for girls to be able to
twerk.
Our local artistes need all the support and
the first step is to realise that we have our own unique sounds that we should
learn to appreciate.
No one but
us will make stars out of our artistes and the sooner we realise that we stand
a better chance of breaking into regional and international markets by
showcasing our own blend of music the better.
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Photo journalist Fortune Muzarabani, one of Clement Magwaza's dancers, veteran journalist Lovemore Dube and Ndux Malax Junior |
On Saturday
I saw Ndux Malax Junior in action and while he did play yesteryear hits by his
late father, I do believe he has created his own sound judging from the way the
crowd reacted to music from his own catalogue.
Thanks to
the Intwasa team for affording our artistes a platform to strut their stuff to
large audiences and judging from the way that all kinds of people were getting
down, I am sure I am not the only one who came out of the closet.....
Signing out
KOKOTSHA
UMAKOKOTSHA,
KOKOTSHA
UYAKOKOTSHA......
God Is Love
Emma