You see, I remained shocked when I saw the Newspaper adverts proclaiming this legends 50th. It cannot be possible, Ali has gone to increase his age because his wife now na Bank MD and maybe he is looking for political appointment in his Delta state of origin. Ali was a small boy in our secondary school with K legs. He was very quiet and could barely speak English when he came into the school.
As his confidence grew he became quite rascally as the small girls that sold groundnuts and petty things within the school became his targets. Ali was a very humble junior student, who did all his best to avoid doing his homework and manual labour and this always put him in trouble with the authority. Forget what you will hear, or what he will tell his wife, this is his official biography from those who knew him from when he had only one short and one T shirt.
After school, I lost touch with him until he surfaced again at Muyiwa Majekodunmis club Jazzville in yaba. He could not afford the gate fee at that time, so he bartered with his talent. He was allowed in for free and in exchange, he performed for free. This was what made the legend we see today. While we were lounging at the VIP section, you know I had small money then, Ali was entertaining us and after his very powerful performance, I will send a bottle of coke his way and he will come and say thank you. Today, na Ali dey VIP, na me dey beg to see am. You see life.
Ali is married to my sister Mary. Mary is everything you have heard about a Calabar woman and more. Me I am closer to her than I am to Ali, even though she has not taken my call since she became MD. But her sunshine and energy still echo around me and her success in banking remains a reference point for me as a struggle to climb.
Well Ali refused to invite me for his 50th, despite the fact that I gave him his first opportunity to perform in Shomolu, he remains in my books as one of the greatest living Nigerians after Governor Aregbesola. Lest I forget, he graciously wrote the Forward to my book, Loud Whispers so for that, all is forgiven. But you for still invite me na. I wish you a happy Birthday and many more Afang Soup courtesy of your very beautiful wife, my sister in whom I am very pleased. God bless you bro.
Benue State House Of Commotion
Ok, I missed this fight and I am regretting. I love a fight. I watched the Rivers own where the majority leader was seen wielding the mace like the sword you see in children’s cartoons. He gave his opposing members a sound beating that blood was spewing everywhere.
Senator Ben Bruce
This first time Senator is so mesmerized with this his first victory at the polls that one would be forgiven if he thought that Mr. Bruce won the Presidency. The way he has been carrying on, his almost childlike excitement has moved from admiration to confusion. The Social media pictures on Arik, the statements on both serious and mundane issues and the purported attempt at donating his wardrobe allowance to Osun Workers all combine to give you the impression of a young child suddenly unleashed in a sweet shop.
Everybody has begged me not to write this article. From my mother, to my wife. Infact my wife said I should first give her six months chop money before I write the article. To show her resolve, she seized my iPad and locked it up until she got the alert.
So here goes, sir where are the Ministers? Where is the cabinet? I know with the power configurations within APC and Asiwaju’s wounded ego this would be a Herculean task and this is why you should have made these appointments much earlier.
This is beginning to look like another Baba go slow kind of show. Let’s see some action and less of the symbolic populist moves like slashing salaries, cutting aides, reducing number of journalists on your entourage and give us action.
I have my own nominees and my advise is for you to reach across your divided party and extend the hand of fellowship to PDP so that you can build consensus easily. People like Kashamu, Alamasiagha, Patience Goodluck Jonathan still have a lot to offer this country if given the platform.
Kenny Ogungbe of Alagbado
This is my Egbon, the great Kenny Ogungbe. The man who single handedly redefined music. The Otunba Are of Nigerian Music, the one who refused to die, the Anikulapo of Alagbado and the piller of the industry. As I know wan leave my book on book store gathering dust, I have been calling my friends begging them to buy the book so that I can pay off GTB before they take me to EFCC.
Meanwhile, he has just revealed to me that his artiste Joel, the one that sounds and looks like Tuface the Legend has just dropped a Bomb. No be Boko haram kind o. He says the song will destroy all boundaries and throw us into a frenzy of worship. I await the link. Me, I must hear this song o. When I listen finish you will all get my reviews. Baba oooooooooooooo, I’m still on the floor in continued subjugation to your mighty power.