Of course, I had to write about the Afrobeats series on Netflix.

Week 25.

Omo, I shudder whenever I remember the story of the talents. Thankfully, Bros J never collect the one wey I bury keep. One day, I’ll publish everything in my drafts.

Today, I’m watching the Afrobeats documentary on Netflix. I’m sure I am late to the party, but that’s my style. I love to savor things. My sister gave me a deadline, by which time, if I didn’t watch it, she’d spoil the rest of the episodes for me. Thankfully, be like say she forget because that deadline elapsed two days ago. For me, a few things stand out; the power of the simple things and Prime Time Africa.

I’ll begin with my recollection of Prime Time Africa. I used to watch this T.V. show every Friday with no fail. I was a secondary school student at UNSSEC, and it was my unnegotiable relaxation show. For context, one lent my fasting was that I wouldn’t watch T.V. After two weeks, I had to beg God to give me a few free passes to watch Prime Time Africa. I loved Nigerian music right from then. I’d use my mother’s enchateur powder as a make-shift microphone and pretend to sing along (while hoping no one would walk in on me). Those prime time years were some of my happiest.

The best microphones in the history of microphones. Source: I no fit lie to you (but really, the source is eBay).

On the power of simple things, listening to these artists (who I watched on T.V. and could have bet my little toe that they knew exactly what they were doing) talk about what was really going on behind the scene was inspiring. An example is hearing Ayo talk about how excited they were to sell out a 2000-capacity venue or JJC talking excitedly about the night they met Kanye. For many, it’s been a journey of trial and error or having to iterate.

Me, I’m using this as a reminder to you to create memories for yourself. Memories like my prime star and enchateur memories. They keep the future warmer. I’m also reminding you to do the little things. The stressful, boring ones, the ones that seem minor. Do it anon; little drops of water dey full pot wey we go fit use boil corn.

Bonus point: I also loved the honesty. In many episodes, these guys talked about how they noticed Musicians, D.J.s, or videographers from Ghana were doing things better than them. They also talk about meeting with those running things better to ask how far. I’m a huge fan of asking for help. If you ask and ask and start to seem like a werey, ask Google. There’s always room for improvement.

Also, seeing some of the people who made my childhood fun makes me cheese so hard. Anyway, this week of July 11th, here are some of the things I read, watched, saw, and tweets that made me cackle. Enjoy!

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ebelechukwu monye

ebelechukwu monye

Oliver De Coque’s Identity is a song about me | Visual storyteller and talker @mygradschoolbud | I write for younger Ebele and everyone like her.