Its been months since I did a piece on my site.
Maybe I am going to behave like any given givernment and blame my failure to blog on several nodescript reasons like my computer broke down as if I have any, or the classic blaming on someone else like Narc-K an ODM-K. I would blame my college internet cafe for having the slowet internet links this side of Kenya. You cannot wait forsome twenty minutes for the new post page to appear unless you belong to Mt. Kenya Mafia inner circle.
College has been ….normal, at least to be a little grateful. They. brought us this guy calling himself Jimwatt during a talent search night. Quite ironical beacuse the guest preformer appeared to lack the said talent. Maybe he was a little cheap, maybe. But as usual with the kapuka artistes the ladies were allover him, I mean a lady was allover him because the rest were hitting him with beer bottles. He must be lucky he performed for only twenty minutes. Far much worse was that his curtain raiser, some dude going by the name OJ Baba, had much more tighter lyrics and word play than him.Sample this
Nimerudi hapa hata mkisema ha ha
Baba ni mnoma hata Agwambo anasema Baba tosha
At least he was toning it down for Jimwatt, the supposed star attraction. Othewise he could have deliverd the lines he did in a mixtape with Kizzy Dagga and crew. Real tight stuff.
Next time I wish they could drive a busload of Ukoo Flani Mau Mau to our college and let real hip hop cats to have a ball.