The Banshees of Inisherin: When Friends Fall Out Of Love
Wairimu Kagichu
A part of growing up is realizing you grow apart from people you thought were going to be with you forever. But just like that
A part of growing up is realizing you grow apart from people you thought were going to be with you forever. But just like that
The first time I tried jaba juice, it was a green-pulpy mess in a shot glass that glued my buttcheeks to the toilet seat for
Last year, I happened to attend an anonymous music festival where I was a personal witness to the light-year speed at which jaba juice flew
Reverence is recognisable. You see it when it is there, and here, as the MC does his best to calm the crowd, to plead for
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
The Mist is a weekly basement rave providing artists with a platform to host experimental sets from all spectrums of the electronic sub-genre: house, techno, future beats, drum & bass, ambient, jazz electronic, glitch, jungle, afro-tech…the list is inexhaustible, but you can read the full comprehensive list of electronic music genres and sub-genres here.
So, you have inherited a collection of old records as part of your inheritance from your parents or you want to buy some for your
You should know, I listen to music in two very distinct ways. The first way is sponsored by the art of Crate Digging, to feed
2022 is coming to an end and the year’s comic conventions ushered it out with a bang. Nairobi Comic Con on the 19th and 20th
My brother ran over a kid. That’s how our New Year season began. A baby goat though, I should clarify, not a human child.
Big brother was driving us to Kilifi, his girlfriend at the time riding shotgun, his right hand steering, the other gripping her hand. Me, being the youngest, was sitting sandwiched between my sister and my sister-cousin. I felt the kid’s body tumble and then crunch underfoot and I instantly knew it was dead.
