Daylight has come for the banana boat man. Harry Belafonte, the 96-year-old actor, singer, and civil rights activist, passed away in his home on the Upper West Side of Manhattan.
Daylight has come for the banana boat man. Harry Belafonte, the 96-year-old actor, singer, and civil rights activist, passed away in his home on the Upper West Side of Manhattan.
By
We had been booked in Lamu for the entire Christmas period, after which we would be flown back to Nairobi. But what the Kwani? guys forgot was that they were dealing with a Luhyia man, who gets an irrepressible urge to travel back to his
If there ever was a film that was truly a labour of love it would be “Loving Vincent”, a biographical drama about the life and
I didn’t buy as many records as I should have until I moved to Colombia. The last record I bought was Reggae Greats: Gregory Isaacs Live at a flea market in Edinburgh. Records in Nairobi were too expensive for a broke, recently graduated writer. By
By
Every year, the organizers of Nyege Nyege Festival partner with
Every year, the organizers of Nyege Nyege Festival partner with a traditional rainmaker to keep the clouds at bay, and every year the clouds over Jinja hold their breath until the festival is concluded.
By
It’s Friday again in Shela Village. The Mwadhini’s song reverberates across the ripply Indian Ocean, a pied piper calling all inhabitants of Amu who practise the Islamic Faith to a sundowner of prayer. If you’ve had a long day, the call to prayer means it’s time to go pray and
Read ; Lamu Nights Have No Sequels
By
It was the fifth year in a row that Jimmy Rugami, Nairobi's famous record man, was hosting vinyl buffs at his store at Kenyatta Market. It was Record Store Day (RSD), a global event that is the equivalent of Christmas Day for vinyl lovers, celebrated on Saturday 22 April this
I didn’t buy as many records as I should have until I moved to Colombia. The last record I bought was Reggae Greats: Gregory Isaacs
By
So, you have inherited a collection of old records as part of your inheritance from
Write Me A Letter: Just A Band’s Kudish! (The Sound of Soup)
Writing letters to girls was a common ritual in my school. Unless you were a loser, everybody had those writing pads with pink flowers running around the margin, and perfume specifically picked for spritzing your letters before sending them out.
By
Ras Mengesha
I head home feeling all pretty, enjoying the throwback R&B...
In the mid-2000s, one of the biggest rock events was...
Whenever in Malindi, Naomi enjoys her stays at the luxurious...
By
For a long time, hip hop has been associated with...
You have to be careful about the words you choose...
By
When COVID-19 broke out, Jay’s business took a hit, like...
Chadwick’s work on the silver screen has never fallen short...
