Friday, January 02, 2015

Waiter, More Music From These Ugandans

2015 is here I would like to listen to Ugandan music again. I have not tried to listen to any since 2011.

I know who I want to hear from more.

Henry Tigan (put down the weed, pick up the mic. You have too much talent to leave us with singles, no cohesive album. I’m talking to you too Maddox Ssematimba. Show up, give us music we can replay.)

David Lutalo (never got a chance to enjoy this balladeer because mainstream radio play lists rarely ever gave his music in Luganda a chance. He was hardly ever on TV because he did not shoot too many music videos. Ugandan chanteuse Juliana Kanyomozi, asked, once said Lutalo had the best male voice among Ugandan musicians.)

Jamal Wasswa (I don’t want to believe you’re a one trick pony, have one song in you: women are heroic. They are, but there is more under the Ugandan sun to sing about and I hope in 2015 you show you have range. Averse to publicity, intensely private, Jamal can surprise and I hope in 2015 he does. In a good way).

Maurice Kirya (I hope for music finally from Kirya as interesting as the ideas that fall so easily from his lips. A few times he has fleshed a song with themes Ugandan song writers seem unaware exist: the Ugandan immigrant experience, a good Coffee cup experience) but too often he retreats from his own profundity. I hope in 2015, it is not just hard-core Kirya fans who know this singer can be a reckless frontline revolutionary).


Tshila (Her Sippin’ from the Nile is among the strongest music albums ever crafted by a Ugandan musician. That was nearly a decade again. She may not have the most powerful voice but she knows how to make the most of what she was gifted with. Don’t keep us waiting longer than Sade, Tshila. We need you. I need more new music from you). 

Naava Grey (Prefers to let her music be her presence everywhere. More productive than Tshila, I hope in 2015 Grey will be heard by more music lovers. She is a special pleasure to listen to.) 

Tuesday, September 09, 2014

My Favourite 9 Ugandan Reads



1.       The People’s Bachelor by Austin Bukenya: 42 years since it was published, still the best book to give to your friend, brother, sister, lover who just got into University. Especially Makerere University in Kampala, where it is set. Those three years whiz past, The People’s Bachelor slows them down, breaks down for you how your 20s will shape the rest of your life. Youth is not wasted on the young. The old ruin youth.


2.       The Kalasanda Stories by Barbara Kimenye: What could it have been like to live in a small village in 1959 Uganda; before independence, before the wars, before the dislocation and acquaintance with the bitterness of exile? Kimenye takes you there, in her nostalgic look back. Sentimental, yes, cloying in places yes but it is all heart and it is true.

3.       Understanding Uganda by Timothy Kalyegira: read this in manuscript. Kalyegira, like Reverend Innocent JamesOtto, tramped Uganda on his own resources before he wrote this short book barely 150 pages, texting his astonished discoveries back. The book maybe short but compressed in those pages are a lifetimes observations on Uganda by one of her more interesting thinkers, malcontents and lovers. No one writes better than an exasperated lover.

4.       The Secret Country by David Kaiza: not available in the public domain, sadly, but I have read it. Kaiza is a great explainer. Reads, absorbs, does not regurgitate but enhances. One of the few writers who almost talks better than he writes, if you can follow his dizzyingly fast train of thought. But no, I’ll have the writing. Especially the essays and this cross cutter that unites Uganda and Kenya, exploring the sartorial savvy and history of the Karamoja region.

5.       Run by Ernest Ssempebwa Bazanye: status uncertain, think a few excerpts have appeared. There are passages in this short novel that sear themselves onto the mind’s eye so that you will never drive down Jinja road without quite remembering how these young Bazanye corporates looked at Kampala and life in their Uganda before 2008, before tear gas was part of the downtown restaurant menu, bakoowu was in the slang and Eddy Kenzo had any sort of career.

6.       Between Heaven and Hell by Jackee Batanda: I remember reading this and thinking, she got it, she got, if only she can keep it. Not easy to write from the other sex’s perspective convincingly but Batanda was able to do it in Between Heaven and Hell, her best short story of all that I ever read.

7.       The Lesson of the Vulture by Sam Jude Obbo: All the best poets I know in Uganda quit or die young. I don’t know why. Obbo quit the form, after this perfect poem on the difficult relations between men and women and their desires when falling in love. Not easy to find this as it was published on the Makerere University Masscom Online platform that has since undergone many changes and probably lost a lot of the first content.

8.       Three Levels of Elevation by Akiyo Michael Kasaija: Published in Kwani? When a poet writes prose, you can expect dense word play, undergrowth of meaning and allusion to sort through: a word and intellectual feast. Three Levels of Elevation is that, stuns you less than 10 paragraphs in and keeps hammering away. A story I did not want to come to the end of.

9.       The Ugandan Paradox by Joachim Buwembo: Cannot consider this book without its sibling ‘How to be Ugandan,’ and reads like a continuation. A journalist takes you by the hand through his beats and tells you the stories his newspaper column would not let him tell, from myths to subjects he observed, interviewed, pursued and was sometimes pursued by. Too short!

Monday, August 20, 2012

Care

To still care. That is what mattered. No matter what prisons we thought we were held in. To still care. To believe change was possible. To be the change agents. 

Rwizi Arch lamp. 

Saturday, June 16, 2012

"Now what you think you want?/So baby no moon and sky, got a beautiful sun..."



"I know we could have had it all
I wasn’t ready to go steady no not at all
Smoke and mirrors clouded my vision we hit a wall
Couldn’t see the moon and the sky behind the fog
Pregnant pause
Damn your baby tall, what you been up to
I don’t blame you my doll
Yeah, we kinda stalled
As God as my witness, timin’ was my mistress
I guess it’s in the stars for me to love you from a distance
Uh, our ship sail, uh, the wind blows
The door’s always open but our window was closed..."


                                                             The Moon and the Sky by Sade feat Jay-Z

Yes, it's for you.

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

Museveni Messiah or Megalomaniac?


 This profile of Uganda's President Museveni ran in a 1998 edition of Focus on Africa. 14 years later, it makes very revealing reading.

"Despite this it is hard to dislike Museveni, who has great personal charm. He is not threatened by dissenting views. He holds frequent press conferences and yawns widely if the questions are dull. He is a gifted public speaker and always willing to learn: he rings up businessmen and journalists to find out more about issues that interest him. He does not kowtow to foreign dignitaries.



It is easy to see how Museveni, who is a talented diplomat, has managed to glide across the diplomatic stage. He is funny without being frivolous, human without being intimate. He has a soft spot for women, and in particular for those whom he can assume a paternalistic role. During President Bill Clinton’s recent visit he tipped his head coyly and smiled at ‘his daughter’, the US assistant secretary of state for African affairs, Susan Rice, who beamed back appreciatively. 

The president has simple tastes; he does not drink or smoke and takes tea from a flask. When he travels up-country, he carries with him photos of his children and also his cows. Pictures of both are interspersed in his photo album: a sad bovine face stares out of one page next to a photograph of his mother. He enjoys listening to praise songs to his cattle, played by a group from his ranch, and always available on a battered cassette-player to lull him to sleep. 

Museveni’s achievements, confidence and charisma explain the hold he has over much of the population-including the army, who adore him. But it has also helped to create a feeling that without Museveni to whip the government into line, the system would collapse. 

Museveni’s critics claim he has encouraged this view by refusing to give real power to his ministers and by stifling political opponents. He is rarely challenged partly because under the Movement system, political parties spend all their time struggling for survival rather than building alternative policies. The president laughs this off, claiming there are many Ugandans who could take his place when he eventually retires to tend to his cows...." 

Anna Borzello report(ed)s for the BBC from Kampala (Focus on Africa, July-September 1998.)