Of love and loss

This is my favourite local song ever, and that’s saying a lot. I guess its quite a nostalgic track for me, it takes me back to a very emotional time in my life, when  my best friend and I weren’t speaking (now, we are getting married!). Its a song about love lost. I’ve tried to translate these Afrikaans words for my foreign friends, but it never quite captures the essence of this beautiful ballad.


Round and round we go

I’m not the biggest Goodluck fan. They’re early stuff was nice, but they became progressively sexual, which kinda defeats the purpose of creating music, if it’s all about the same topic.

Fortunately for me, they decided to re-inspire themselves with a trip to Namibia. I’ve been there myself, and it is an amazing, beautiful and magical place, and I feel like they’ve finally got their essence back, capturing some of their inspiration in this track.

Science says you would do the same

rat roads

The Rwandan genocide has long held a morbid fascination for me. It’s one of the few places I would qualify as a “dark tourist” meaning that I would tour sites of the genocide such as the churches where the bones of those killed while they sought sanctuary still lie, or the schools where the dead have been fossilised by lime where they were struck down.

I recently finished reading fellow journalist Jacques Pauws book on the subject, Rat Roads. I would consider him one of the foremost experts of the genocide. While the world was watching South Africa peacefully coming out of years of racial oppression in 1994, Pauw was traversing the Virungas where he smelled the death first-hand.

The book is a profile of Kennedy Gihana, a rebel soldier in the genocide who later walked (Pauw estimates it was 17 million steps) to South Africa. This is a gripping, moving, horrifying, tear-jerking story that just makes you realise how privileged you really are. Kennedy endured things beyond the human imagination, and is now a lawyer in South Africa and a member of the Rwandan National Congress (a political party based in South Africa, seeking to bring an end to the rule of incumbent Rwandan president Kagame)

Pauw makes the very true point that studies on genocides and the nature of evil across the world show us that we can’t judge the perpetrators in these situations, because put in the same conditions we all have the potential to do the same.

The book is long and the first half is rather gory, but it will shock and open your eyes, make you feel compassion and destroy any prejudice and preconceived ideas you may hold.

Pair it with something strong (I’m thinking double Jack on the rocks) or the Arabella Merlot, strong enough to get you through.

No one likes waking up in a strange bed

Okay, so this song is a little dodgy. But I love the catchy, iconically South African sound and the irony of the title compared with the lyrics. This local group of boys released their debut album in April this year. I’ll admit, the first time I heard them was on Gareth Cliffs morning show on 5FM. Well done guys. They are geeky, folk-rocky cute, and looking at their website, none of them have morning faces either. While its not the most original music video, the song is so good, I’ll overlook it this time.

It’s always summer in Durbs

Ah man I love this song! It’s upbeat notes make me jive, mostly in my car. It’s one of those songs that causes me to release a little squeal when it starts to play on the radio.
Is it just me or is SA music improving in leaps and bounds?
This Durbanite Michael Lowman has smooth sounds, his voice is soft, and his lyrics aren’t cheesy.

Enjoy, I’m off to the Grahamstown Festival for a week

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