Tag Archives: music

Listening To Music

Listening To Music

pianist slamming the keys at 90 degrees low orchestra orchestrating melodious chromatography plucking away, strings apologizing vibratingly pendulums, gong beat talk of home made beats buzzing raps with a little highlife undertone arpeggios streaming, guitarist starring… plucking away, strings apologizing vibratingly pendulums, gong beat talk of home made beats sounds o’ victory in the air … Continue reading Listening To Music

With Love From Asaba: Part 9

By now, it was already dark, and although the electricity supply was a lot better in Asaba than it was in Lagos, the power was out that night.  The generators in the neighborhood had taken over from where PHCN stopped. Chief Alozie’s compound was no exception.  The hum of his generator was loud enough to … Continue reading With Love From Asaba: Part 9

The Scars Sing

  Happy endings which weren’t meant to be— As they were considered by the majority. Teardrops trailing feeble steps Bottled up memories never to have been kept. Setting suns and crescent moons Never enough light present to lift the gloom. Droopy eyes, wearied from sights unpleasant, Overcrowded heart with tragedies as tenants.   The heaviest … Continue reading The Scars Sing

Mr. Untouchable

Mr. Untouchable

Mr. Untouchable I’m begining to understand Your trade by barter Which means: “Give me your single vote And I’ll give you bundle of things (Starving,bombing,strike, economic meltdown, political unrest, abnormal bills from the legislatives …etc)” Mr. Untouchable Your the head of this family where Many eyes are red, celebration of tears, Empty bellies go to … Continue reading Mr. Untouchable

The Piano Book: Part 3 (Final)

  “You can play it on the piano then.”  He did not say this like he was urging me.  It was more like a command that he expected me to obey. Motioning for me to follow him, he led the way to the half-opened door that led to the music room.  As he pushed the … Continue reading The Piano Book: Part 3 (Final)

The Piano Book: Part 2

  Mama had not yet returned from work, and I had already been to Mama Peju’s shop.  She did not have the house keys.  That meant that I would have to wait outside the door until Mama came back.  Today, that option was not-so-palatable.  Waiting at Mama Peju’s shop was out of the question.  I … Continue reading The Piano Book: Part 2

The Piano Book: Part 1

  He saw me coming.  After all, I was walking towards him.  I couldn’t tell what he was thinking though.  How does a 10-year old boy read the mind of a 40-something year old man? Some people have that gift, you know.  But not me.  I think he could read my mind.  Did I already … Continue reading The Piano Book: Part 1