In 1970, there were four, no five births in Asiama, the fictional town in Chimeka Garricks debut novel – Tomorrow Died Yesterday. Doye was born, Tubo was born, Amaibi was born, Kaniye was born and oil, oil was born. These five births would merge, like ropes they would intertwine, and when they would separate, due to circumstances beyond their control, it would have powerful implications for the ones they love, and the ones who love them.
After going through its two hundred and eighty-three pages, one could say that the author, Achalugo Chioma Ezekobe, set out to tell a story about animism in Igbo mythology in the novel titled – Mmirinzo: The ones who are rain.
Olivia, a lawyer in Lagos has been chosen from her lineage to bear the power of controlling rain. The story takes us through the troubles she faces until she accepts this responsibility.
Is it possible to make a shoe that will make you run faster? Nike thinks it is. So in 2016, they released the Nike Vaporfly 4%.
This is what they look like.
It is September 2018. Uwe Baltner has left a job as a journalist writing stories for a local newspaper in Stuttgart, southern Germany. He is now one half of Baumann & Baltner an advertising agency. He has 400 Instagram followers and drives a Fiat 500 to work every day. The drive to and from his new workplace is 30-45 minutes long, most of it due to traffic jams. He decides to fill the void with audiobooks and podcasts, but he soon runs out of any he finds interesting, so he goes back to a childhood love, he starts singing.
I heard Wana Udobang perform ‘The Banquet’ at the Ake Arts and Book Festival of 2015, using the preparation of a feast as metaphor for the many lessons life teaches us, she kept the audience spellbound. I watched as she swiveled on stage, pouring her soul into the performance, her husky voice washing over the audience.
Wana is perhaps the only poet I know who sheds real tears while performing her own poems. She believes in immersing oneself in art, whether you are consuming or producing. With her, it is go deep or go home.
By the time of the release of her album ‘In Memory of Forgetting’, I already knew most of the poems in it, as I had heard her perform them on several stages, including the Lagos International Poetry Festival in 2016 and could recite many of the lines by heart. Still, I was close to tears when I listened to the second poem titled ‘Untitled’.