Tuesday 27 May 2014

Goodlyfe divorces Mowzey Radio for Solange, but why?




  Someone joked that Jayz’ lips are bigger than Solange’s career. We don’t stop at being mean, we find the fun in it to seal off a double diss. Families fight, we get it, but you are Jayz, you are supposed to invincible at least when it comes to women problems. Might I give props to that guy though. Unlike your proverbial African man Chris Brown who beat up Rihanna, Jayz allowed to be on the receiving end of the stilettos and fake nails. If perversion would allow the soliloquy I dare say that there is something insanely romantic about  a little girl fighting, no; beating up a man old enough to be her father. At least Jayz manned up and did not pull her ear Kikiga style. Maybe the whole circus stemmed from a pint one too many. Again twitter will not allow you such a luxury if you are a celeb n perhaps it could help Solange churn out a few tracks of her own. It works, ask Selena Gomez!!

My dear Ugandan forever upcoming artists, it might be really hard for you to know when to get your legal paper work in place but you must admit that no matter how many charts you are topping, and how many awards you are winning (read nominated for), there has to be a you in the black and white of the local authorities. Short of this, you will have collabos with Red/ Green Banton, King Stephen (read Kidd Foxx), Chance Nalubega (I will not mention Pallaso because you know where that has got us) and still fend off the next album launch.
 
Maybe you succeeded in severing Weasel from Chameleon and that perhaps sold for a while, but it looks like that beef is beyond the bridge. So what happens if Jeff has all the reptile family under his belt, unless you are saying that Weasel is not a cry baby and will give up the family reunion for you. 

The challenge is that Jeff doesn’t need a hit, he never, has, all he needs is a cut on your cheque and if that slackens, he could use a few pennies going around from Sheba, the official UPDF gun and artists with even more telling nomenclature and believe me they are glad to share, for now at least. (not that kool kool bar/ice cream will get a BET nod riyally). I feel for Weasel though, while his talent is not questioned at this point, it is the package that has sold and not really the solo effort. We have seen unsuccessful replicas of that recipe but once you have it with us, you gotta go for it because we cannot have it another way.

Mr. Radio, you have the singing talent, but Jeff has the business acumen and whereas the cameras might rank one above the other, the balance sheet has its scale too. You can drop off the charts like a torrent but you can hardly convert that miraculous descent to your cheque book. If you doubt me, try Telex Free.

I almost thought that it was the fame that had got into Mowzey’s head but the Police seem to have more empirical deductions to the drunken formula. You do not need to be a lawyer to realize that when you are arrested and released to go and seek medical attention, you need to head to the hospital and perhaps find every reason to stay there if for anything you have to succeed at playing the victim. Unless of course you are Bad Black but that doesn’t work for the long term coz chances are that you will bleach some more, hammer your nose, take selfies in Rwanda and Instagram them to Kaihura!

As a fresh start, you could do a Drunk in Love with your Coke studio friend. Not all is lost yet, I hope. Use the talents but don’t be too drunk in love to clarify the business end. There is no Radio and Weasel without any Cassette (read Radio). Goodlyfe would sell better with Radio, but the scales tip lower for the biggest talent on the table.

Just make up and you could perform at Kim Kardashian’s next wedding in a few years’ time, if the stats are anything to go by. Make some music, otherwise it is a de ja vu of once upon a time Eagles Production, Fire Base Historicals and oba Diamonds Production, I won’t say Leone Island because the only islander still holds his turf. Gutters of one hit wonders and forever upcoming artists are not nice don’t dare come back to this planet. I suggest you take a few from Qute Kaye, Lady Mariam (read Tindatine), Emporer O…(Nuff sed).

$TOH
Twitter @matsikogodwin

Thursday 15 May 2014

WHAT I WISH MY LADY KNEW!!!



Dear Sweet heart,
I would like to think that you know what you want in life,
What level of education, career, business, social standing, relations; Spiritual pursuits, kids and pets.
And so I hope I do not get surprised when fixation and nostalgia kick in!
It is very possible that you know what you want in a man,
That you know how tall, my melanin endowment or lack thereof, how remunerated 
 How six packed, how straight chinned and how bass drummed my voice should be,
How high up the ladder to work though not too much and neither for long hours coz I must make time for you too !!!
 

 
But I won’t rule out the fact that you,
Might just want chicken and chips, more shades of pink than pink itself,
More hair styles than Straka’s Guinness records and in different colours too
  
More shoes than your whole village put together, more nail jobs, 
More scents than the chemistry lab, more twitter followers than Katy Perry.
And maybe more wine, and even some more.

I appreciate that you might not get the pickup lines,
But maybe you enjoy the forlorn utopia they inject,
I am grateful that you enjoy spending time with me,
Which is why, I must go out every time in a public place with six of your other girlfriends in earshot.
Which is why, it will not mean much if I am not blowing five 
figures in KFC, Javas, Mc Donald’s or any such places.
Believe me my little angel that I do not mind housing your whole clan. 
I am sweet like that. (sic)

I actually relish the sight of you trying on all the clothes in
  the mall while asking for my opinion every single time, 
Because if I liked you enough, you would not look as pretty in the next dress, the next; and the next.
If you could at least care for the price tags, or at least keep a few pennies for UMEME (Bills).

I perhaps would have preferred that you actually dance after I have paid,
Rather than chatting and stretching my pennies away,
I would love to say that to me, it matters what color your dress, nails and hair are;
How high your heels are and what color of lipstick you wear.
But unfortunately, that is still an elusive trail.

I appreciate that you don’t like mud and sand on your well-manicured toes,
And I will not ask why you have no clue about the difference between front crawl and back crawl;
But you still insist on going to the beach, and that is because you cannot get fish in Nakasero market !!!

I agree that you don’t give two hoots about soccer, 
But I am still at a loss what you actually care for,
And bless my soul if I dare talk about the wallet size.

I hope it matters to you what I look like, how simple and genuine I endeavor,
That I won’t have to worry about,
The less genetically gifted albeit politically connected goons;
The blokes with all the money and all the girls.
But perhaps you prefer being added to the list, perhaps, perhaps.


I do not mean to snap at you.
I really mean to be romantic and sweet, and I am actually not that bad at it, 
Sometimes  though, you just happen to log onto My space.



 (Aside)
Next time, Beyonce honey, don't bring your sister Solange along.

I know it will help her non-existent career to hear that she beat me, the Mighty Jay-z;
But please darling, this is a Bad Romance going Gaagaa..let us keep it Beyz. No relatives Okay?!

$TOH


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