(After Micheal Robbins) First of all, introduction or would you rather we put off the lights as we begin the shortest journey of our lives groping from the bedroom door to the bed. Ehen nau is consent & some desperation & Fela was wrong, so wrong: set a lady alight & she too would do the fire dance. What would Afrobeats sound like if you couldn’t say whine? What would Afrobeat sound like if you couldn’t say suffer? I will take everything that is on offer & when we land, we land softly on the sofa floor.
About the Author:
Dami Ajayi lives in London.
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