The Message Of Maturity According To D’banj and Don Jazzy By @SaintVinny
Quite a lot of young Nigerians are talented. I see them everywhere, everyday, even in my dreams, tormenting me for not listening to their awed songs. They are all over the television, on various musical shows; singing and praying that they would be listened to and appreciated. I sometimes turn off the TV when I become exasperated, for their lack of due attention as sought. Poor significant bastards who are victims of a mad Nigerian system! These guys are incessant yet enduring. They could be very annoying too, as to please the audience, they sing and talk trash.
The Nigerian talent is everywhere the same way there is the amassing of madness by the Nigerian leadership. We have active youths who are everywhere, rapping, acting, smoking and dreaming. Unfortunately, all of them want to become those who already exist. No one is eager to bring a new line of discourse to the front row. D’Banj brought some newness to music when he arrived the scene around 2004. What he said in his songs complimented the kind of musical beat produced by Don Jazzy. Together, they were magically glued, to keep Nigerians addicted to something unique. I loved watching them. When they started, I thought Don Jazzy could not speak, or he had bad teeth. He always whispered into the ears of D’Banj. But it was dramatic and entertaining. And their sudden break up saddened those who wanted more from them.
Last week, these very special men brought their uniqueness on stage, after a very long while of split. The younger sister of D’Banj, Taiwo Oyebanjo wedded Dotun of Cool Fm, Lagos. Maybe Dotun should wed daily so we can have more of these friends. But seriously, it was an amazing reuniting. D’Banj invited Don Jazzy on stage and they made the day worth a while for those who attended the event.
The music of D’Banj may not be what everyone listens to, but its fusion of African pop, Afrobeat, and dance performance is an amazing combination. When D’Banj and Don Jazzy parted, it was like the splitting of an ideal couple. It was disappointing. A lot of assumptions ensued. I even suggested that it could have been tribal intolerance. I was countered. Recently, D’Banj and Don Jazzy sang, and like perfect lovers, their music blended. It sent goose pimples all over those who worshiped them.
When I wrote to D’Banj few months ago, in an open letter, some ill mannered, frustrated yet unfortunate baboons threatened my life. They called me very funny names, which I am yet to mind. I know a few who still stalk my Twitter account. I have since sent their names to Amadioha for quick action. Their yansh will be properly roasted. They said I was jobless and clueless when I opined that Don Jazzy and D’Banj represented more than two music stars but a formidable force for African youths. I noted that they needed each other and that it was unfortunate that some of their friends took sides and spoke ill of them instead of talking them to appreciate their differences and keep in touch as friends.
I am a fan of D’Danj. I dance to his music. I don’t dance to quite a lot of acts. I like very scintillating beats. Wizkid, Sarz and a few others give me that sensation. I felt betrayed when D’Banj started making certain stupid songs like “Don’t tell Me Nonsense” Etc. He is the only young man whose pride I admire. He makes a lot of noise though, about what he has and I like that. He is such a man who can go to a kiosk to buy a stick of cigarette and boast about it in the news, that it was same stuff smoked by St. Peter in the Bible. The young man is good at what he does, but I felt he wasn’t entertaining.
It couldn’t have been easy for Don Jazzy to have leapt and joined D’Banj. He could have walked through the door. He could have asked to use the restroom. He could have complained of pains in his leg, but I’m sure he didn’t. And what he did is what I prefer to call maturity. He is a great guy. His nature as a business man and a creative personality is quite fascinating.
When friends disagree it is wrong for anyone to take sides. When you say a word against either of the parties, it is that word that is held strongly, not what others say.
Nwilo Bura-Bari Vincent – Author Diary Of A Stupid Boyfriend