Third Week in da T

Tamale's Artsy Road Signs

Tamale’s Artsy Road Signs

Today marks three weeks in Tamale for me and boy has it been an awkward thirteen days of September.

I start my service tomorrow and I do not look forward to it.

I still don’t have my own place to just hang, yet. I’m still working on that. I’ve got some pretty cool offers compared to Accra but the locals here tell me those are kinda up the tier so I’m still digging around and maybe, just maybe, I’m being cheap.

But hey, things are expensive now, you’ll do about anything to cut costs too I hope.

I’ve made some friends. The newest and possibly the closest or rather, most likable, is an imposing Christian fanatic.

The irony.

Work! Now work, I think I should be fired. I’m constantly being hit with the brutal truth that I can only thrive in a laissez-faire work environment where there isn’t so much pressure and I’m allowed some creative space. Either that or I need a dedicated shrink to pry me outta the overwhelming web of insignificance I keep wandering off into.

My mind is so muddled I can barely think. I can hardly get my thoughts together or get my ass up out of the bare, hot, single-room dwelling I’m currently bunking in. I’m so out of my zone I hardly get online, only managing a few WhatsApp messages at a time to inquire about stuff.

I have been unable to track what’s happening in the world, follow up on stuff that matter to me, heck, I haven’t even been able to push my boy Worlasi’s upcoming tape, do post Chale Wote stuff, check on akolabone, check on ACCRA[dot]ALT nor update Squid Magazine.

I think the lack of mundane stuff like a table and chair is 70% to blame. Like, there is no chair where I am and it really gets to me.

But not anymore.

Furniture or none, my short bout of techno depression is over although I must say, I’ve been on SnapChat a number of times which is interesting considering it is usually the last place I am whether I’m on or off my metaphobe steez and also how airtel treats me here sometimes (I’ve been trying to post since noon).

I can’t wait to get my ass back on IG and FB.

Oh boy.

I resumed work on a story that should have ended sometime in August and I’m positive about myself once again. I believe I’m on track; for what I can’t say exactly. I’m expecting a computer by Tuesday so the pain of my loss at least should be eased.

Tamale from here on should be fun.

Fingers crossed.



Fellow Python Enthusiasts

ImageOk so come Saturday, March 30th, a group of python enthusiasts plan to meet up to you know, share ideas, learn from each other and network. These “pythonistas” are based in Accra, the meet up is in Accra, but it is not limited to only “Accrarians”. I should have posted this earlier but I’ve been a bit lazy. Sorry. But pass through if you can; you never know.

Anyway, the meeting is at the Open University of West Africa campus in Osu. There are directions here, or you can simply call Victor Ofoegbu or Courage Mabrey on +2330200217650 and +233207508668 respectively; they’re actually nice, they won’t bite, ok maybe Victor would, funny guy. lol.

You can look up this page for more details.

Oh one more thing, I’m sure you’ve probably heard of these guys?


Yes? No? Well they’re an awesome organization who are all about the alternative -never the norm- and projecting Accra, showcasing the rich culture (troski life, music, fashion, that waakye etc) and all the aesthetics the city has to offer. You can check their blog.

So there’s this social thing they do together with their interns [me included] where they we take turns with cameras, learning how to take beautiful photos thereby creating content to share with everyone. Our little gig is aptly and funk-edelically called Foto Klub.

We’re taking shots around the lighthouse at Jamestown, so if you happen to be in the neighborhood, you can always drop by and you know, interact. Begins at seven (7) am though, but you can always catch up nonetheless. We’re awesome people, like really. Heck ada brought you !ndie/Ind!e Fuse, Chale Wote and still bring The Talk Party Series which is on tomorrow at the Passions Cafe in Osu. I won’t be there sadly, but it’s all good.

:). Ok I’ve talked chao already, nti you dierr, just make it to anyone of the three hangouts.

Good evening.

Independent Fuse: of the 12th Year of the Millenium [Ind!e Fuse]


Okay, I simply could have just posted Independent Fuse, or more precisely Ind!e Fuse as the title, but i really didn’t feel like it, so deal with it; IFTYM.

Day 2 of Ind!e Fuse 2012  went down yester-today at Alliance Francaise, bringing out Accra’s coolest and funkiest, under one umbrella [no political pun intended]. Gracing the event was a number of high profilers, from Gyedu Blay, Debbie to Efya and many more.If you missed it, you missed ITIT was/is to die for, sheer awesomeness!

Before I go any further on my commentary, I must say big thank yous to Mantse, Sionne and the whole Accra [dot] Alt crew, with whom I expect to intern very soon.

Sadly, I have no pictures; I don’t posses a digi cam, my phone’s camera…let’s leave that there, and the only other alternative was called away by its master, Nikitta. (I’m scouring the internet for pics atm, so fingers crossed).

I wasn’t present for all the performances so never mind that I don’t say anything about some acts, and yeah, I was the guy inking y’all [I should be a tattoo artist or something].

The show, hosted by the Sankwas Bois (Mutombo and Glen),begun on time, except people wouldn’t have realized this, heck even I didn’t realize till later. Kobby Graham began the show with his DJ booth session along with DJ Kwesi?? Kev?? [name escaped me]. All I could do during the session was bob my head to the music as I, along with Niki, Din and Josh greeted patrons at the entrance.Boy that was a good session. The atmosphere was electric and the show got off its feet.

Zantou Lansre performed afterwards, followed by Lady Jay and Lyrical Wanzam. I was pleasantly amused by one white dude who was singing Wanzam’s For Shegey Reasons” like he would die if he didn’t, he was more than eager to get his ticket and hurry on to catch Wanzam; all this ‘for shegey reasons”. That is a good look for GH music.

Jojo Abot was up next. Imagine my surprise when I found out she was a she girl, hearing the name, I figured one of our hi-life legends, but it turned out it was a funky lady. I didn’t catch her performance either, but I was drawn to her when she spoke Ewe. So yeah, you guessed correctly, that’s my native tongue. I rarely hear anyone sing in Ewe, so yeah, it caught me off guard. Damn I should have watched her performance; okay maybe that is too discriminatory, but I really should have. Oh well..

So yeah, (enough with the yeahs already sheesh!!). So yeah, right after her was Paapa. Paapa, this dude Paapa, hmm, what more can I say? The one man band, the Skillions priest. I have followed his music extensively over the internet, marvelling at his musical dexterity, creativity and craftsmanship. And what is even cooler, he raps about God ( no, I shan’t describe it as Gospel, Niki wouldn’t either). Okay, let us just say he does gospel rap for now.. I hate gospel music (Ghanaian), but this dude puts the cool back in it. Beatboxing, playing his own bass and synths, doing his own backing vocals, singing and rapping, now that is a one man band. It’s one thing watching someone perform on your computer, but it’s a whole new ball game seeing that same thing live! And hearing him perform “Pure Water” pretty much sums up that feeling-Epic! Record mates Jayso and Rumor also graced the stage to promote Rumor’s album/mixtape launch this evening at Scratch Studios.

Faint Medal as usual, killed the stage, it was genocidal. Syn and Kyekyeku, vocals and a mean slayer, now that’s what is meant by an electrifying night. Their description as a Rock group irks me, because I never felt the rock vibe in their music, that was until they performed a song I didn’t know. It felt like Green Day just passed through, drums, guitar, vocals = medease, gui!:p Sadly, they didn’t perform their hit “I Dey Feel You Die”, but their gig was dope regardless.

There is always that one moment when your perception of someone/thing is completely overridden with an overwhelming one. My moment walked in the personification of Yaa Pono. I mean, I knew his songs, he is a talented lyricist, but I never imagined he could perform, and I mean, perform. Perhaps it’s because I have never seen any of his performances? I dunno, but all I can say is, it was great! Ok my memory is failing me, thus I can’t seem to remember a particular song by him that really ripped the crowd, just know he had the crowd balling.

For me, Tawiah was just a sight to behold. Her silky voice, oh mama! And her clothes, talk about (sadly I have to use this word) swag, she totally owned it. I didn’t know any of her songs, so I just shut up and listened. I was impressed, she’s definitely on my to-do list from hence [ FOH you pervert]. And oh, did I already mention she is kinda like Paapa too, one man band and all? How cool is that!

Ha, I finally made it to the headliners; FOKN Bois, must I say anything? I mean, we are well aware of their talent, and astounding creativity. Take for example their songs, “, Help America, Sextra Terrestrial Sex, Gimme Pinch, Sexin Islamic Girls, Famous In China, Want to Be White, Jesus Is Coming“, which they performed, as well as M3nsa’s awesome tune, Adjuma and one weird song by Wanlov the Kubolor, where I think he was tongue twisting, in some language I suspect to be Romanian. Gosh that song was so uptempo. The duo performed other songs whose titles I don’t remember. Now, I must add that, these guys pretty much summed up the show, as in, they brought in a bit of what every other performer had on offer, plus all you expect in a musical concert and made it into their own. I seriously wonder how the show would have turned out if these guys weren’t a part of it.

The band at the event was on point! Afro Harmony I think is what they’re called, they did their thing, and from what I hear, they don’t fail to impress at each gig they’ve been at.


And oh, if you think I’m ranting, know this, the venue was jam-packed, and people kept coming even when there were just two acts left; and they paid! All in all, it was a good show, and too bad if you missed it, I would liken it to missing an opportunity to say, seeing Michael Jackson perform one more time, but it’s gonna be on better than before next year, so you know, hold your horses! [neighs and runs off….====>>>>].