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In praise of the donors

In praise of the donors

The Musical Society of Nigeria (MUSON)
staged a donors’ appreciation concert on December 6. Chief among these
donors is the MTN foundation (MTNF). It was an event that revealed the
best of the MUSON Diploma school, with mixed performances of classical
and indigenous musical pieces.

“The donors’ concert is our own little
way to showcase the product of the school and their proficiency level,”
stated the chairman of the MUSON board of trustees, Femi
Adeniyi-Williams. “At this very frugal time, you have come to the aid
of MUSON. We appreciate you,” he told the donors.

This was the fifth year of running the
Diploma School, which has produced about 90 students with 60 students
in-house, while some of the others have gone abroad to pursue further
studies in music.

Certainly, it was an event that
captured some inspiring performances from the students. The
performances by the MUSON Diploma Concert Band left one wishing that
orchestra pieces could be creatively incorporated as soundtracks in
Nigerian movies, the way it was done in foreign movies.

The band also performed in
accompaniment to a duet of ‘When You Believe’ performed by two soprano
soloists, Tobi Aregbesola and Tosin Abiodun. A Mozart piano duet,
‘Sonata in G Major’ was also rendered by two young men, Timothy Adesina
and Ayorinde Oladele.

Gentlemen’s Ensemble

We got a feel of the Negro Spiritual
when ‘Gentlemen’s Ensemble’, a group of 12 males, performed ‘Mary Had a
Baby’ by William Dawson (1899-1990), an African American composer and
professor. The ensemble also performed an ode to women titled, ‘Viva
Tutti’.

Aside from the impressive performances
of pieces by Johann Sebastian Bach, Titus Ogunyemi, and more, the MUSON
Diploma Orchestra added style to their act when the ladies in the group
turned out in stiletto heels with black hoses and fishnet stockings.

We saw a solo performance of the violin
accompanied by the piano by Evelyn Acquah and soprano Chika Ogbuji’s
solo performance of Mozart’s ‘Amore Un Ladroncello’.

Muson Diploma Choir

Away from the classic pieces, the
concert went indigenous, thanks to the Emeka Nwokedi-led MUSON Diploma
Choir; which had been selected by the International Society for Music
Education (ISME) to represent Africa and to perform at its 29th
conference in Beijing, China. They stole our hearts with their
heartfelt and arresting performances of ‘Una Hear Me So’, a song done
in pidgin about the need for unity among Nigerians and ‘Jehova Emewo’,
a piece in Igbo about the grace of God.

According to Nwokedi, who conducted the
affair, some of the songs were performed by the troupe in China earlier
in the year. The choir, which got the audience excited as they trooped
onto the stage in their green and white aso-oke attires, did other
songs; two of them South African.

The female performers of the Sax and
Drum also shone at different points, but notably during the very
entertaining live performance of Lagbaja’s ‘Feyin E’. Brief and leaving
one wishing it could go on, this performance was stellar.

“When we start the highlife tune, you
are free to dance wherever you are,” encouraged Nwokedi after the mass
choir, which included all those in the Orchestra and Band, had
performed Christmas tunes from Handel and Mendelssohn.

The MTN Foundation

The comments from Marion Akpata,
director of the MUSON School of Music, at the end of the concert were
on point. She drew attention to the contributions of the MTN Foundation
to the development and exposure of the students at the school.

The MTNF financed a trip for some of
the students to go to Germany to get training and certification as
Suzuki teachers of violin for young children. “Come any afternoon and
you will see our youngest musicians with their small violins seriously
training to master their instruments,” Akpata stated.

She highlighted some of the recent successes of the students, especially the ISME conference in China.

“Our success in the ISME performances
prompted the invitation from Nigeria’s ambassador to China, Ambassador
Wali, to return to [Beijing] to celebrate Nigeria’s Golden Jubilee
which we did in October, fully financed by the Nigerian Embassy,”
Akpata disclosed.

She revealed that it was difficult to
get sponsors for some of their activities and programmes in spite of
their successes. She then passionately appealed to the government and
private sector to support music and especially the schools that were
dedicated to training the next generation of musicians.

“Music is a veritable tool for human
development, information, education as well as entertainment and
national pride,” Akpata pointed out. She also canvassed the
establishment of an endowment fund for the school.

She described it as “A fund that could bring us closer to the day
when the MUSON School of Music will be the West African Conservatory of
the Performing Arts and offer degrees in music and the other performing
arts.”

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Storehouse of talent at MUSON concert

Storehouse of talent at MUSON concert

The Musical Society
of Nigeria (MUSON), in collaboration with the Consulate General of
Italy, staged a Christmas concert on December 5, 2010 at the Agip
Recital Hall of the MUSON Centre, Lagos.

The event was
tagged ‘Christmas Concert with the Italian Artistes of BelCanto
Ensemble’. BelCanto Ensemble is Italian for ‘a little group’. However,
it was not just an Italian affair as it also featured some of the
MUSON’s finest acts: Tenor, Joseph Oparamanuike, and Contralto, Fatima
Anyekema.

Soprano singer,
Rosaria Buscemi, was the lead performer while the BelCanto Ensemble, a
group of four men playing the piano, clarinet, violin, and horn played
some pieces. Alessandro Vuono was on the piano; Antonio Arcuri, the
Clarinet; Francesco Clemente played the Violin; while Massimo Celiberte
played the horn.

Oparamanuike is
well established at the MUSON as a tenor and is a member of the
organisation’s choir. Anyekema is also a rising act at the MUSON where
she studied music for two years on MTN scholarship.

First half

The ensemble began
the show with a performance that saw each instrument contributing its
own peculiar sound. They were later joined by the petite but buxom
Rosaria Buscemi, who had an energy and presence that belied her frame.

She performed with
humorous, bold, and brash gestures that elicited chuckles from the
audience. There were operatic pieces from Giacomo Puccini, who composed
the famous Madam Butterfly aria, Gioacchino Rossini and Nigerian
Kehinde Oretimehin, among others.

Anyekema and
Buscemi did a hilarious piece by Rossini titled ‘Humorous Duet For
Cats’, while Ayekema did a solo performance in contralto.
Oparamanuike’s solo act, another Puccini number, was short and
melancholy.

Buscemi engendered
the mood of Christmas in Adolphe Adam’s ‘Cantique de Noel’. She came
back on stage with Anyekema and Oparamanuike. All three were spotting
comic-looking Santa caps. They performed ‘Stille Nacht’ (‘Silent
Night’).

Second half

After a 15-minute
interval, the ensemble came back on stage. This time, they did a lively
tune which could cause even the most unenthusiastic watcher to tap a
foot. It reached a crescendo, then stopped abruptly.

The next piece was
somewhat experimental. They moved from fast to slow, then lively to
melancholy. It was like the highs and lows of life; the dramatic, the
sad, the angry, the cheerful, and then the skip in one’s walk. The
performance could be termed ‘The rhythm of life.

Oparamanuike and
Buscemi’s duet ‘O Soave Fanciulla’ by Puccini seemed like a
conversation between two lovers. The woman was coy and resisted the
man’s touch. Finally, they came together in an embrace.

Oparamanuike and
Anyekema did a beautiful duet of ‘Meri L’Omo Aguntan’, a Yoruba Opera
version of the nursery rhyme, ‘Mary Had a Little Lamb’ – a piece was
written by Oretimehin.

Buscemi became the
petulant little Miss in Leonard Bernstein’s ‘Glitter and be Gay’, which
ended the concert, although the three performers did one last piece as
a show of appreciation towards the audience.

The Italian
Consulate was gracious enough to make the show free and the turnout was
fair. There were secondary school students who had come in their school
bus accompanied by their teacher to see the concert. If they were
students of music, then the show would have been an eye-opener for
them.

In a conversation
with NEXT after the show, Anyekema talked about her passion for
singing. “I started singing as a child and I had been singing in
church, but I began pursuing singing professionally in 2004 when I came
to Lagos,” she disclosed.

She was discovered
by Emeka Nwokedi, one of MUSON’s finest music teachers, who had heard
her sing. She is a member of the MUSON choir. For Anyekema, who had
been a contralto for four years, this would be the first time she would
be performing with international acts.

“The contralto is just a little lower than the alto. It’s a chest range voice,” she explained.

About Oretimehin

Kehinde Oretimehin,
who composed the Yoruba Opera, revealed to NEXT that he has a lot of
works, both solo and orchestra types. He blamed lack of sponsorship for
his not having many of the pieces performed.

“The problem is
sponsors. You need to pay for the orchestra, the hall, and other
things,” he said. He further revealed that some of his pieces have been
taken abroad by some foreign performers who have taken interest in
them.

You hear the names of great composers whose eternal pieces are still
being performed all over the world today and you are in awe. So when we
find one of our own who is also doing a great job, he should be
appreciated. The MUSON is a storehouse of amazing talent and potential
that should not be ignored.

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Hot commentary from The MAMAS

Hot commentary from The MAMAS

That the MTV
Africa Music Awards is one of the continent’s biggest music events was
made apparent by the calibre of people that attended the award show on
December 9 – from media moguls like the Murray-Bruces and Tajudeen
Adepetu to showbiz impresarios like Keke and D1. There were also
celebrities from across the continent and some parts of the globe,
apart from those that were nominated and/or performed.

The event started
with the red carpet and cocktails that took place by poolside of the
Eko Hotel and Suites. It was a chance for the media and celebrities to
mingle. There were music and small screens on which the nominees’
videos were played. Guests were soon asked to move to the Expo Hall
where the main event was to take place.

Unlike most award
shows organised within the country, the MAMAs set itself apart as one
that was made for television broadcast. The countdown clock affixed to
the wall of the hall meant that the already rehearsed performances and
award presentations were not allowed to exceed their allotted time
slot.

However, a lot
more attention was put into the broadcast quality than the live event.
The speakers within the hall produced poor sound, especially around the
VIP area, leading guests to continually ask, “Who is performing? Whose
name just got announced?” Still, it held on to a party-like atmosphere,
with lots of screams from the crowd at the bottom of the stages.

The show opened
with an explosive performance by American rapper, Rick Ross, which got
the crowd singing along and waving their hands in the air. As usual,
there were a lot of group performances that cut across different genres
of music and featured various stars on the same stage. Among the
collaborations was a rendition of Banky W’s ‘Lagos Party’, featuring
South Africa’s Big Nuz, Angola’s Cabo Snoop and Paul G, and Democratic
Republic of Congo’s Barabara Kanam. Nigeria’s female rapper, Sasha, got
to perform alongside her American counterpart, Eve, who was also the
host of the show.

Tuface Idibia’s
performance of two of his songs ‘Only Me’ and ‘Implication’ was
show-stopping and crowd-inclusive. After rendering ‘Only Me’ on one of
the two stages, he was literally carried by the crowd to the second
stage where he performed ‘Implication’, backed by two ladies dressed as
sexy policewomen.

There were also
performances by American stars, T-Pain, Rick Ross, and Chuck D of
Public Enemy. Chuck D was also on hand to announce recipient of the
MAMA Legend award, which was awarded to Miriam Makeba who died in
November 2008. She would be the third posthumous recipient of the
award. Previous recipients were Fela and Lucky Dube.

Among other award
presenters were: ex-Super Eagle, Daniel Amokachi, who got on to the
stage to the cries of ‘The Bull’, a sound that was initially mistaken
for boos. D’Banj and rumoured girlfriend, Genevieve Nnaji, also served
as co-presenters, presenting the award for Artist of the Year to Tuface
Idibia.

In past editions
of the shows, the award categories and nominees list had come under
much criticism for putting artistes under the wrong genres and pitting
them against the most unlikely competitors. An example would be in 2008
when 9ice won against ‘The Game’ for Best Hip-Hop. This year, MAMAs
took a safer route by focusing more on geography, language, and overall
performance than genres.

As expected, ‘the
Nigerians’ took the highest number of awards with Mo’Cheddah winning
Brand New Act, P Square Best Group, Sasha Best Female, and TuFace
Idibia who went home with Artist of the Year and Best Male. Other award
winners included: Daddy Owen (Kenya) – Best Anglophone; Cabo Snoop
(Angola) – Best Lusophone; Big Nuz (South Africa) – Best Performance;
Liquid Deep (South Africa) for Song of the Year; and Fally Ipupa (DRC)
who, like Nigeria’s Tuface Idibia, was the only other artist who got
two awards, winning for Best Video and Best Francophone.

The show ended with the appearance on stage of all presenters and
performers after a ‘command performance’ of the song ‘Win’ by T-Pain,
Rick Ross, Da Les and Tuface. The “partying” however’ continued with an
after-party at popular nightclub, Tribeca.

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Politics, history, and sex with Femi Kuti

Politics, history, and sex with Femi Kuti

Not quite two weeks
after his presence at the London debut of the Fela! Musical, Femi Kuti
was back at the Barbican, with his Positive Force Band to give the
Western world a taste of his new album, ‘Africa for Africa’.

Billed to start at
7pm, the audience was kept in breathless anticipation for a whole hour
while they valiantly persisted through several tracks performed by
British rap group, ‘Sound of Rum’.

Finally a shout of
Arararara galvanised the crowd to near euphoria as the Positive Force
jogged onstage in their matching African attires. And the anticipation
in the hall rose to fever pitch as the 10-member band began tuning up.

Femi, onstage, was
a delight to watch. Dressed in a multi coloured African attire, he
hurried onstage, rubbed his hands together as if in pure delight before
bending over his keyboard, shaking his head appreciatively as he
pounded the keys and issued forth the opening strains of ‘Truth Don
Die’.

The already
standing crowd seemed to surge forward as his mellow voice stole
through the instrumental sounds: “Na yesterday him talk, him wan to
travel for the world, to teach the people him word the true word of God
make people stop to lie say na lie spoil the world.”

Witnessing Femi’s
quiet opening and the energy with which he danced, he seemed both
intense and frail, and one could only wonder how he would last the
evening, as his physical appearance seemed not quite able to contain
the passions that streamed through his being. But the musician
surprised, and continued to do so, during the almost two-hour
performance, backed by his dancers cum back up singers.

‘Politics in Africa’

After his popular
opening track, Femi introduces songs from his new album. “I’ll be
concentrating on the new album. I’ll save the rest of my political
views when you have warmed up to me.”

But divorcing Femi
from politics was like taking away his voice. ‘Politics in Africa’ and
other politically critical songs followed in quick succession.
Including ‘Obasanjo Don Play You Wayo’, his take on the EFCC; and ‘Make
We Remember’, a song urging that the messages of his late father and
other black political activists should not be forgotten.

Femi sang, danced,
and played as if an internal inferno burnt under his skin. He belted
his music in a frenetic hurry. Where Fela had brandished his sax, Femi
showed almost more affection for his keyboard, vibrating his whole body
as he urgently picked out the notes; though when he briefly turned his
attention to his sax, it was with equal fervour.

Having never seen
him in performance before, I had always been wont to think that Femi’s
achievements had had a lot to gain from the legacy of his father. This
performance changed my opinion. He might have learnt from the master
himself, but his accomplishments were all his. Kora awards, World Cup
showcase, and a feature in the international videogame, Grand Theft
Auto IV, seemed paltry reward for his talent

But the music soon
streamed together into one long political complaint. Diversity seemed
not to be the strong suit of this new album. And even though his stage
presence and enthusiasm were infectious, the music soon became
predictable. That was before Femi turned his scathing tongue to history
and the developed world.

“It’s impossible to
understand the gravity of the slave trade, he said, “500 years is about
seven generations. Africans blame themselves for the slave trade,
that’s wrong information,” Comparing the transatlantic trade to the six
years of anti-Semitism, Femi would have us believe that the holocaust
was a lesser evil which benefitted from visual records. “What is six
years compared to 500?” he asked.

To have jettisoned
from memory the centuries of undocumented Jewish persecution in his
attempt to absolve Africans of their historical wrongdoings, seemed to
induce a brief disagreeable silence in the crowd, except of course for
some Nigerian fans who whooped in appreciation of his logic.

‘Beng Beng Beng’

While Femi might
have raised eyebrows mid-performance by his cavalier dismissal of one
of the worst times in world history, he soon had the audience dancing
to his tune yet again as he commenced a sexual enlightenment monologue
heralded by the beginning instrumentals of ‘Beng Beng Beng’.

“It’s impossible to
talk about politics without talking about sex. Who here has been
practicing my theory: Don’t come too fast?” asked Femi to appreciative
hoots by the audience, many of whom had been shouting out requests for
the song since he came onstage.

Femi led his avid
listeners into a sexual scenario of a girl’s first sexual experience:
“That girls have always been ahead of us (men) is a scientific fact
that has not been proven yet. So when a girl seems remorseful after a
sexual encounter, the boy thinks he’s had her cheap. He doesn’t
understand that he gave her bad sex – so gentlemen, don’t come too
fast!

“When you are
approaching or losing control, press the brake, reverse back,” Femi
admonished, eliciting raucous laughter before launching into the song
which is till date perhaps his most popular, despite having been
restricted from Nigerian airwaves soon after its release.

“The time is 12
midnight my brother, the girl lay on top my bed now…,” the audience
sang along as they gyrated to the popular track.

Says Robin Denselow
of The Guardian, UK, “Towards the end, he switched from politics to sex
with ‘Beng Beng Beng’ and a mildly risqué chat about relationships that
was more entertaining and original than much of the political protest.”

And one could not agree more.

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Fuji music will keep Ayinde Barrister’s memory alive

Fuji music will keep Ayinde Barrister’s memory alive

People die. However, the understanding
of this finality to human sojourn on the planet never was able to
remove the sense of panic or loss that usually accompany the passage of
an acquaintance. It is worse when it happens to a close friend or
associate. Or to an artiste whom you spend most of your growing up
years adulating.

Every epoch has significant milestones
and, for a certain category of Nigerians, especially those from the
southwest part of Nigeria who are now in their late 30s to early
forties, that defining aspect of their youth was the exciting musical
rivalry between Sikiru Ayinde Barrister and Kola ‘Kollington’ Ayinla –
who were locked in love-hate battle for supremacy as the authentic
voice of Fuji, a music genre both claimed to have invented.

His greatest fan

I was always a Barrister fan, partly
because he was a more accomplished singer (Ayinla has a racier band)
and also because he came to my attention way before Ayinla did. Of
course, they initially struggled in the wake of the larger image of two
older giants in Yoruba music, King Sunny Ade and Ebenezer Obey, who
branded their own music juju music.

As opposite to Juju, Fuji is more
traditional Yoruba in conception and rendition and probably hacks back
to older forms of performers of Agidigbo, sakara, gudugudu, juju and
Apala music. With its percussion loaded with dundun (Ayinla settled for
the harsher (and harder) bata) talking drums, agogo (gong) and sekere
(beaded calabash), Fuji draws its listeners to waist wriggling and feet
shuffling dances that will amaze anyone raised on western music.

Barrister dominates his band though;
his voice cutting through the layers of the beat to deliver in message
in sometimes high-pitched tone. Most of his fans love his song; a mix
of evocative and pithy Yoruba sayings, wise sayings and sometimes
ribald. He was also a believer in using the medium of his song to teach
and his songs are usually laced with stories drawn from local lore or
tales that would be familiar to readers of Arabian Nights tales.
Barrister was a master story teller, a modern day griot with the gift
of a dynamic band behind him.

Rendition for Omowura

In some ways, Barrister’s music is a
more grounded version of the fare served by Ebenezer Obey, whom he
takes as his mentor. Ayinla was closer to Sunny Ade. But it was a mark
of the vibrancy of these two men that they gradually eclipsed their
mentors, as Fuji music became the dominant music form in Yorubaland,
with Sunny Ade (and occasionally Shina Peters) still holding the fort
for Juju music. Incidentally, Fuji music and Ayinde came onto theirs
after an earlier struggle with the older Apala music. In fact, the
earliest promoter (inadvertently it must be said) of Barrister was one
of the most popular Apala musicians, the late Ayinla Omowura. The eegun
Magaji (big masquerade) would denigrate the upstart fuji artiste in his
songs and warn him to stay in the shadows. Ayinla’s death, at the hands
of one of his band boys thrust Barrister into one his earliest
controversies as he was accused of being behind it.

His soulful rendition about Ayinla’s
death – and his plea of innocence – won Barrister more fans. It is also
an album that fans of the recently deceased musician should listen to
when they feel moved to mourn their idol.

From its ajiwere days, when Barrister
performed as an itinerant musician who entertains people during the
music month of Ramadan, the music evolved in scope and depth to draw in
from several traditions, including samba and reggae. Perhaps one of the
strengths of Fuji was its inifite adaptability and power to inject
other music forms in its growth. Younger Fuji artistes now rap and
freestyle to attract younger listeners, thus assuring that the music
form would survive for longer.

Fuji soldiers

Barrister, along with Kollington were
former soldiers and both embarked on their career after their
demoblisation. They were both civil war veterans, stories of which
found their way into Barrister’s songs. Name any human emotion and
experience, and barrister probably sang about it in his evocative ways.

Love, marriage ( and the imperative of
family planning), poverty, tribulations, democracy and good governance
– and death. He also drew on his deep knowledge of the Koran to enrich
his music, reciting verses from the muslim holy book to underpin the
message of his song. He was accepted ny all nevertheless as his fans,
Muslims, Christians and traditional religionists embraced the messanger
along with this message.

His music ran into a little difficulty
after a brief falling out with his lead drummer, Oyadolu in the 1980s.
After flirting with another Ibadan musician, Sawaba Iyanda, during
which that gained a little limelight, Barrister reunited with Oyadolu
and the music continued. Until death did them apart.

One of Barrister’s prayers was that the calabash decorator might
die, but that his products do not perish. Barrister is now sadly
departed. His songs lives on in our hearts and our ipods. May Alhaji
Agba meet the favour of his maker.

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VEXED IN THE CITY: The periodically Good Samaritan

VEXED IN THE CITY: The periodically Good Samaritan

The story of the Good Samaritan is one that will form the theme for many sermons this yuletide period, as pastors and other men of God strive to drive home the point that we are in a season of love, and remind adherents of the faith to show a lot of love to other people. Some of the men of God will go a step further to remind the faithful not to show love in this season alone but let it become a habit that will transcend a show during festivities such as Christmas, rather turn it to a way of life – one that is committed to showing love to others all year round.

Sadly, this will not be the case for a significant proportion of these faithful. Many will be overflowing with acts of love till the first few weeks of January, but their inactions afterwards suggest it was some huge investment to ensure returns through the rest of the year – returns meant to be ploughed into their personal lives alone. The story of the

Good Samaritan is significant in a lot of ways in that it somewhat surrealistically points out some facts about our everyday living, but ends by suggesting a commendable way to spend our lives. It is an acknowledged fact that the road in which the traveller who was attacked – on the way from Jerusalem to Jericho – was a notorious one. In fact, the way was known as the “Way of Blood” because of the blood that was shed there by robbers on a regular. So, it was not uncommon for people to be waylaid irrespective of their nationalities.

It strikes an interesting chord to note that a cross section of people plied this route – the traveller, who was presumably Jewish, the Priest, the Levite, and of course, the Samaritan. The import of this little detail to present times is irrespective of our nationalities, positions,social status, or exposure in life, there are certain things that tie us all together. In literal terms, there are roads that we all ply. In not so literal terms, there are experiences we all share. So, here comes a bitter reality; sometimes everyone is on the same pedestal. Another significant point to this story is we are not all the same! As perfectly captured by the story, we all have different backgrounds.

Consequently, these varying backgrounds imply differences in our upbringing, exposure levels vis-à-vis education, social status, financial capacities, amongst other differences.

As also perfectly depicted in the novella by George Orwell, Animal Farm, with the famous phrase “All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others”, we are not all the same. Simply put, some persons are more privileged than others. Some people have and others do not. Some are above while others are beneath. Sad and unfair as it may seem, it’s just the way things are. And, according to a wise cow in some movie I saw, “The way things are are the way things are.” It is also important to note here that these differences will lead to extremes. This is evident in the distrust, dislike, and even hate felt by members of these different classes, one class to another, and even intra-class as well. The story is typical of Jesus’ provocative speeches in that the Samaritans and Jews generally despised each other.

However, in spite of the chaos stirred by the story, a better way is shown. A way in which religious, political, financial or other differences are put aside, and people simply find it natural to come to the aid of each other. One more significant thing about the story is that the events leading up to the Samaritan’s gesture did not occur on a holiday or during any festive period. This is profound. The tendencies of people to do a lot of good during festive periods, especially the Christmas period, has become a tradition in itself. People find it almost natural to do good during this period, and then do almost no good at all during other periods of the year. The point of this piece, incase it is lost on you, is that most persons around are periodic in their Good Samaritan gestures. This will get us nowhere except feed a few for the Christmas only so they can wait another 365 days for another sumptuousmeal. Sad!

That said, another chance is here again for you to do some good. A few friends of mine under the aegis of Feeding the Nation plan to feed 50,000 hungry people on December 26. This is not a call for you to do a yearly good deed, but it is hoped that if it is your habit to do good, then you do a little more, and if it is not on your list of priorities, you will include it and getting on board will trigger something in you that will turn you into a Good Samaritan all year long. To achieve this feat, 120 bags of rice, 650 cartons of turkey, 50,000 bottles of water, 100 volunteers, and other logistics are required. In monetary terms, N10,235,000 million will make this a reality. If you would like to be a part of this you can reach my friends on feedthenation@yahoo.com or call 08125793453, 07029152606. If you have been indicted, do not panic, there is redemption for you, and you can start now. Afterwards, remain a Good Samaritan all year long.

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BRAND MATTERS: Good public speaking is important

BRAND MATTERS: Good public speaking is important

When I was with
Sketch Press as a cub-reporter, I was asked to cover an assignment
where Bolarinwa Babalakin, retired Supreme Court justice, was the
chairman. It was a gathering of old students of St. Anne’s School,
Ibadan. His speech that day is one I would remember for life.

He spoke eloquently
and it was from him I first learnt that quote, “Pursue the good you
can, with all the means you can, at all places you can, and with the
people you can.” He used the occasion as reminder to the old students
and guests to continually do good so that there will be great causes to
remember them for in life. This happened 20 years ago, and I can still
recollect vividly how people listened with rapt attention to the jurist.

Public speaking
skills are essential in our lives. It is one skill that everyone should
desire in order to express oneself and make great impact. If public
speaking is this important, then our people need to be very careful
when they speak.

My observation over
the years has left me bewildered because of the way people, especially
public officers, speak in public without considering the implications
of their actions. Public speaking is more than giving a speech or
making a statement just for people to hear. It should be one that
should strike a chord in the heart of the listeners. When you speak,
you should leave something for your audience to reflect upon.

I have listened to
several people, but only very few have impressed me with their delivery
style. I am not looking for someone with great oratorical prowess or a
good command of Queens English alone, but speaking to make an impact in
the listeners’ lives.

Public speaking
demands that one organises his/her ideas in a logical manner while
tailoring one’s message to meet the needs of the audience. It should
also be one that creates a good story telling format to drive home the
point.

Frederick Fasehun,
the Odua Peoples Congress founder, made a wonderful delivery during the
week when he spoke extempore at a book launch. He propelled his
audience to action after challenging them in a thought provoking
manner. Even though he spoke extempore, his speech was in very
structured, with brevity of expression and formal language devoid of
abusive or insulting words.

I mentioned our
public officials earlier on and the whole essence is for them is to
learn how to speak well in public. It has been discovered over time
that some of them do not prepare adequately before they speak. Even
when they prepare, they speak on issues without relevance.

Perception is important

What some people do
not also know is that perception is important when it comes to public
speaking. You create an impression about your person the way you speak
and act in public domain. The public disposition of our elected
officers leaves much to be desired. They engage in careless and
illogical statements that demean the office they occupy. If not, how
can we describe a governor who said the nation’s number four citizen
from his state is a curse to the state?

Regardless of
political affiliations, such statement is not expected to form the
fulcrum of the event at hand. The event in question was not solely
organised to pour incentives on the other personality. In public
speaking, there is the need for ethical speaking and the purpose, goals
should adhere to ethical standards. A good public speaker should also
be honest in what he says and not turn issues upside down.

This was the case
of a former Attorney General who said at an international Bar
Association event that he was conferred the SAN title with the Lagos
State governor the same year. This was debunked in a matured manner by
Governor Babatunde Fashola. If the governor had sent a representative,
the public would have been fed with falsehood. This is a blatant
contempt for the truth in public speaking and several people still
engage in such.

The use of abusive
language that has pervaded public speaking is indeed an unbecoming act.
It is totally wrong to use language to defame and demean the other
person. It is important to avoid bias in public speaking. I read in the
newspaper where a governor was also quoted to be saying, ‘The state
cannot be governed by vagabonds’. The occasion was a political debate
by governorship candidates.

The question is who
were the identified vagabonds that signified interest in the exalted
office? This is a serious issue that elected officials should look into
and put ethical principles into use when speaking publicly.

Also, elected
officials should attend public speaking schools to polish themselves.
There are basic guidelines to public speaking as caution should not be
thrown to winds because of personal animosity, bias, and prejudice on
certain issues or against some people.

It is indeed true
that we may not have the prowess of great speakers, but if there is a
strict adherence to some basic guidelines, public speaking can indeed
be a delight.

AYOPO, a communication strategist and public relations specialist,
is the CEO of Shortlist Ltd. email-shortlistedprspecialists@gmail.com

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Walking the Talk of ECOWAS

Walking the Talk of ECOWAS

The leaders of
the Economic Community of West African States (ECOWAS) have spoken.
Unlike in previous times when the community had spoken without a
distinctive voice, our leaders on the West Coast of Africa, for once,
did not muffle their voices.

In a clear tone,
they told Laurent Gbagbo, the disgraced ex-leader who sits at the
Presidential Palace at Yammoussikro with a stolen verdict, to vacate
the scene. The new lyrics are: Gbagbo out; Allassane Ouattara in.

It is one
decision that has brought a cheer or two to long suffering nationals on
the West Coast of Africa. We rejoice in the fact that our leaders
appear to be responsive to the cry of the people. We hope and pray that
the talk in Abuja would not remain mere paper guarantee.

The Chronicle
urges our leaders to ensure that Gbagbo is truly shown the exit. In a
number of such conflicts, the defeated candidates had benefited from
power sharing deals, by hanging on and using the power of incumbency to
attract leniency from leaders of Africa, many of whom do not have
proper mandates from the people, anyway.

When the likes of
Blaise Campaore of Burkina Faso and Yahaya Jammeh of Gambia, who seized
power with the aid of the intimidating powers of the gun and remain
glued to the presidential seat for more than two decades, after the
illegitimate seizure of power, are involved in the decision-making
process of such proportions, we stoop to applaud their action.

The West African
sub-region and the continent on the whole do not have any worthy
examples on how to deepen democracy. Faure Gnassingbe in Togo is a
father to son transmission of power, as if the presidency in Togo is by
inheritance.

On the continent,
Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe, Egyptian Head of State, Hosni Mubarak,
Mammar Gaddaffi of Libya and Yoweri Museveni of Uganda among others,
cannot be role models in any democratic experiment. Leadership in
Africa is a lost cause.

The Chronicle is
submitting for serious consideration by those of us inhabiting the
continent with the largest concentration of the black race, to make it
a point of working to eradicate the autocracy being perpetrated in the
name of democracy on the African continent.

We have a duty to
clean our acts by calling errant leaders to order. For a start, we
appreciate the stance of ECOWAS, and hope that those who gathered at
Abuja and took the decision would walk their talk. Gbagbo should leave
the scene. That should be without compromise.

As a History
Professor, the disgraced former leader of La Cote d’Ivoire should have
a fare idea of what eventually happens to leaders who overstay their
welcome. Those who make peaceful change impossible, make violent
removals inevitable.

Editorial from The Chronicle (Ghana)

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EXCUSE ME: My mother, information management czar

EXCUSE ME: My mother, information management czar

When I was growing
up, my mother took me through some gruelling training in public
behaviour and information management. I doubt if CIA, NSA, FBI, KGB or
SSS operatives go through the kind of exercises my mother designed for
me. Some of the poignant ones came to mind after I read WikiLeaks’
public laundering of the US envoy’s private conversations with my dear
President Jonathan in the Yar’Adua dark days.

Growing up in the
village, there were unwritten manuals on how to navigate the high wires
of surviving a tough terrain. My mother started early on me because I
was a bit exuberant and quick to trust people. She knew she needed a
strong arm to manage me, so she would tell me to curb my enthusiasm
whenever strangers were around. She focused on keeping secrets mainly
because many embattled couples came around to my father to resolve
their differences and at a young age I was privy t o all sorts of adult
crises.

She also embarked
on training me to read her unspoken language in public, like grunts,
eye movements or outright rough handling. Many times when I failed, she
would be left with no other option than to resort to her beautiful
black hands. My mother’s hands were elastic in dishing out some
Guantanamo Bay spanking, no matter how fast I tried to run from my
crime scene.

As kids, when some
aunties would come from the city with Cabin Biscuits and Goodie Goodie
during Christmas, I’d get carried away by misguided excitement,
knocking off tumblers and China. I’d forget myself and run my mouth
without sifting the kind of information I wasn’t suppose to release.
I’d also think my mother was in the same euphoric state at seeing my
city aunties. When my excesses got too many, she would excuse herself
from the visitor and arrest the situation by delivering justice faster
than a Balogun market mob on a thief. In all fairness to her, she would
have sent out all the warning signs like a few grunts, two seconds
silence in the middle of her conversation, one minute stare without a
blink, shuffling of her right foot on the floor, knuckle crackling,
go-get-me-a-cup-of-water even if she had just drank the entire River
Niger – warnings which I’d ignore because when the gods want to kill a
dog, they inflict it with deafening insanity.

Seriously, nothing
irked my mother more than you endangering the family with your basket
mouth in the midst of strangers. A stranger by this definition was
anybody other than my father, grandmother and four other siblings;
these were the only people that got my mother’s high level security
clearance. This meant if anything bothered us the children, we were to
tell her or my father. She must not hear about it elsewhere or she
would not spare her elastic hand.

For instance, I was
ten years old when my brother got the elusive visa and admission to go
and study in America and I couldn’t go screaming down our street
telling all my friends that my brother will soon go to the white man’s
land and start sending me toys and cool T-shirts and jeans. Do you know
what it takes to contain such excitement for a ten-year-old? O my belly
was on fire! And even later on when I could talk about my brother in
America to neighbours, I was not to blab about every detail I read in
his letters home. As my mother would say, you never know who would
misuse information they receive – listen more and talk less. You could
say she ran an air tight Costa Nostra, with her eyes and ears
everywhere in the village and other places we her children went. So we
never broke her rules.

And during those
strenuous training sessions, which were so many, I couldn’t honestly
tell you it was fun at all, but she balanced her stringencies with
supersize love. She would buy me the coolest gifts, including an
unforgettable silk bow tie and a blue velvet suit that I wore on my
11th birthday. So you can say my mother believed wholeheartedly in
Hebrews 12:11 “No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful.
Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for
those who have been trained by it.”

The reason why I
have gone into all this history about my mother’s training style (which
by the way if she were to read now, she would give me one of her long
looks of “did you not learn anything”?) is WikiLeaks’ revelation about
President Jonathan. The information is not damning as such, it only
shows a meek political lamb in a land filled with heartless hungry
lions. Only if he knew that my mother would have considered Sanders a
“stranger” and telling her his most kept secrets, what he would’nt tell
us ordinary citizens, was like taking a leak in a public toilet built
of glass. So to my good friend, President Jonathan, I would say, next
time please bridle your tongue even in your innermost sanctuary because
you never know when that innocent looking visitor would put uzonta in
your mouth for ulterior motives.

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