Oris Aigbokhaevbolo Every moment chooses its music. Or maybe it’s the reverse, the music chooses its moment? Anyway, days after Oba Akiolu of Lagos issued a threat targeting Igbos, you could listen to Olamide of Akiolu’s own ethnicity on a joint album with Phyno from the targeted tribe. How is that for subversion? For those […]
[Music Review] Pop, Hip hop and Politics in Olamide and Phyno's 2 Kings Read More »
Emmanuel Iduma Audience at Kofi Awoonor memorial at the Nairobi Museum (Photo by Paul Munene, Quaint Photography) Let’s assume from the outset that poets die because they stand in the way of politics, and let’s find a way to defend this. We’re speaking specifically about Kofi Awoonor who, on Saturday September 21, was shot
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For the next 60 seconds, set aside whatever you’re doing and take this opportunity! Let’s see if Satan can stop this. My grandfather sends forwards. I don’t think many other 87-years-olds use the internet, although in the future they clearly will. In this way my grandfather is a fantastic innovator, one of first octogenarians
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“By developing editorial projects together and assisting each other in areas such as distribution, we quietly mainstream our own aesthetics and reduce our dependency on the global publishing system” Ntone Edjabe Interviewed by Dzekashu MacViban Ntone Edjabe was born in Douala and he moved to Lagos where he began his studies. In 1993
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You were staring at the white screen of your computer when he called you that morning. You were in the middle of a terrible writer’s block. You could not write a word. So, you escaped into many worlds through the many open tabs on the browser. You were looking through websites; looking for events to
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Old Baobab Great one, rooted in a history Fat to bursting, slumped asleep: Rest your tired grey eyes, Grand and wild- He saw you from The white verandah plains Looking at his land, garden of the ancients In a handful of dust: thrown and Lost to the wind. Alitupa Zawadi He brought gifts, of carved
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submissions are currently OPEN We accept unpublished fiction, non-fiction, poetry, photography, cartoons etc. Submissions must be sent as an attachment including a short biography and picture if available. We accept submissions in English, French & Pidgin English and pay a token fee of USD 60 for each accepted piece. Fiction: should be 3,000 words
