Before you read this know that I’m not trying to work up a misunderstanding with my music industry family; I’m just speaking as an average music lover with his own personal opinion.

I’ve not at all been happy with most of the Rhythm 94.7 Abuja Hit Song of the Week selections of the past few…months! A lot of which have been ridiculous nonsensical songs…which are not even “sweet”! This is the kind of thing that makes one take Modenine’s point of view: “bling bling, bubble gum rap, I don’t feel that”. Having got my grown man on I’m kind of not feeling such theme of songs but I could make exceptions for tracks like Cassie’s “long way to go”. The song’s a banger so I guess it’s bumpable on my radio and gets my nod for song of the week. But sadly majority of the selections are a glorifying of C-class US acts/songs to the detriment of our own artists. I therefore consider it an insult to be put through the torture of hearing such type of songs week after week. Surely Rhythm can’t tell me that these are the songs Nigerians of all classes honestly prefer as their song of the week.

My research led me to realise that the choice of foreign songs over ours is because of the fear of being labelled as playing favouritism and the “why should I do this artist a big favour when I’m getting nothing in reply” feeling. I just wish the DJs and On-Air personalities knew that as far as a song’s tight no one has a problem with you shoving it down our ears for your “friend’s” sake.

But after all said and done if they still decide to stick with foreign songs (after all it’s their prerogative) I would be happy if they picked from the generally acceptable stock. I’m still waiting on the day we’ll see Nigerian songs of the week on a regular basis. That honour could really lift someone’s career.

I’m in love…with the music, are you?

It beats me why many of us who claim to be the perfect wife/husband/girlfriend/boyfriend material always have lonely Valentines or are forever wishing on love and moaning about needing a partner. So to unravel the mystery I started with myself. Over the course of conversing with this new chick that I’m really feeling I realised that I’m actually the shit but when I consider my finances I always loose confidence in my ability to cope in the relationship department. I thus bug off and go for the easy lay…how sad. So the jury’s out, we know other people (unromantic cheating guys, money hungry girls etc) and circumstances can be blamed for your loneliness but what portion of the blame are you willing to apportion to yourself for being lonely?

Fuck traditional roles I believe in gender equality. Rhythm Unplugged, Rhythm 94.7 Abuja’s music-comedy show comes up over the weekend. Any lady wants to take me out?

For some ladies it’s the time of the month…sorry I mean time of the year, for love. For Terry Tha Rapman, as versed in Modenine’s “spazmodic”

it’s the time of the month so I’m writing raps all day/
punch lines keep flowing so I’m with my pad Always/
haha did you get that? flowing, pad, Always?/
let’s go back to when I was writing raps in school hall ways/
reading Superman comics, bumping Dr. Dre’s Chronic/
speaking Ebonics, my pastor said it was demonic/…

While for me it’s the time of the month where my thoughts flow, and so inevitably it’s another blog post :). Time don reach, abeg your kind permission to unleash.

Interviews! God damn, life is one big school of diplomacy. The interviews I’ve seen on TV and read in the print given by Obasanjo, Babangida, Adedibu, and Andy Ubah confirms the point. These are people we all know with serious cases to answer in the court of public opinion but when given the chance to bring em out our journalist disappoint at all levels. All they did was throw light questions at them, they never got deep into the one million Naira questions and at the end of the interviews we were back at square one. Not much learnt just the interviewees coming off at the top looking like saints. Let nobody attribute it to fear, it’s more of the “you chop I chop” policy. I give you five perfect moments of fame and you grease my palms…enhance my CV…guarantee me future exclusives. It’s the rat race, journalist gotta eat too you know.

And talking about politics, I was elected Fin Sec in the four-man Exco (executive committee) for corps members serving in Ukum LGA of Benue State. I’ve had a relatively quiet political past so I’m really pleased to have bagged that post. You know, I got to test my popularity and recognized that others believe in my capabilities. It’s got me slightly tipsy and feeling like I’ve got one over our politicians :). But I’m afraid that my mistakes and the manly ego coupled with my fear of tomorrow might not allow me serve to the best of my ability. You see I love myself…believe in myself and any one who wants to mess me up I’ll be like fuck him/her. But I’m not all hot though; I could put up with bullshit especially when I’ll come off better in the end. I just gotta check my grudge levels while taking in so I don’t kill myself inside while the oppressor’s happy.

if wishes were horses, beggars would ride/
if I said I’m falling, would you ask why/
if you should stop calling I’ll probably die/
and if I could see you, Val would be you and I/

Much love to “you”, you sabi who you be now. For everyone else happy Valentine’s Day!

Abeg permit the loveless pup to unleash