Nomad critiques:

A Somali mixtape

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Growing up, I didn’t care much for Somali music, only could bear a few icons and if annoyed, I would imitated the great pop singers with a whiny voice. Back then CNN reports of refugee camps in Ethiopia or Kenya were visual background themes to my childhood. So, the music of my mother’s teenage years seemed so far a way.

(Iftin, Somali supergroup via Likembe.net)

Throughout the years, I have discussed the current state of Somali music with my mother, professors, friends and random people. These conversations have helped me reached the point, where I feel the world is ready for an introduction to Somali pop music from the 70s and 80s. In the upcoming months, I’ll use this blog to enfold a world and collect the creme de la creme of icons, singers and musical storytellers. So, after watching another disturbing documentary on the adventures of Somali pirates and the land of disaster, I could not  bear absorbing another storyline which showcases the hopelessness of diplomacy, politics and the inhumane day to day life of the Somalis. So, I decided to explore our positive, beautiful, immaculate stories through music. After all, Somali music is an unknown entity and the new soldiers of music ethnologists haven’t set foot on the soil of Maqool, Mandeeq or Omar Dhuule.

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In a country, where turmoil runs deeper than blood, music is not only an outlet but a lifeline reminding the wounded ones that hope is not wasted on the streets like the blood of a nation.  Somali music as opposed to clan music, based on folklore traditions consists of a combination between the tender melodies of the nomads,  explosive hot drumbeats  and just a little colorful instrumental accompaniment.  Depending on the era, you’ll ears might recognize a little dub reggae, rumba, jazz and funk; genres which were celebrated and redefined to fit the compositions like a glove.

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The not Normals

A few days ago, I read an article in the Dutch newspaper ‘Volkskrant’ on the ‘Niet Normaal (not  Normal) exhibition at the Beurs of Berlage, which has been beyond well promoted in Amsterdam. Often this means the organization is either rich or kissed by the golden gloves of the art funds. Despite its PR machine, its the content or the intention of the exhibition, which I find intriguing, because it explores what is and isn’t normal through the work of ‘contemporary artists. I thought it was an excellent way of capturing the equilibrium of our societies global search for perfection.  After all when perfection is a society’s norm, what happens when people divert or not live up to society’s expectations?

Sometime this week, I’ll get on my bike and head out to the land of artsy people to answer these questions :).

ANTI 80s

In the past decade we have been bombarded with pop culture dominated by the revival of 80s fashion, music & art. The epitome might have been the return of the plastic tights and autotune. Yet those who consciously experienced the 80s are more inclined with one of my 35+ friends.  She is of opinion that the 80s needs to be deleted out our collective memory”. May sound harsh, but after the 5th time of rereading that the 80s are back in various magazines and hearing the syntizer’s howling of La Roux, I’m starting to appreciate ‘critici’ like the gentleman below. I must underline that I’m  sucker for the subtle combination of humor and hate. ENJOY!

Nothing of any significance happened during the 80’s. Everyone had thick, shitty hair, and all the music from the 80’s blew ass. I dreaded the day I’d see “Hits from the 80’s” being sold on TV. What hits? From who? Vanilla Ice? Milli Vanilli? Cindy Lopper? Sounds like a list of shit-eaters if you ask me. And who could forget that fat bastard, Meatloaf, possibly the worst creation of the 80’s. Him and the ever slutty punky brewster. I hated her; but mostly her ugly dog Brandon. All the mut ever did was show off that it could jump through a hoop and stand on its hind legs. What a shitty trick. Anything can go through a hoop if you throw it hard enough.- the best page in the universe


Petals of Blood

Back in 99, I came across Ngugi’s Petals of Blood in a tiny bookstore in an even tinier town in the Netherlands. It was during a time, where I was piecing together my identity and practicing the art of identifying me in the mirror (JOKE).

Back to Ngugi: Ngugi has seen many different faces of Africa; tribalism (disgusting word), happiness, corruption, activism, (neo) colonialism etc. Faces, which made him and many other like minded people, disappear or exiled to promised lands such as America or UK. His lifetime spans much of what Africa has experienced in the past century.

I find his work deeply political, deeply engaging and deeply provoking.  Even though he’s hailed across the globe, I believe my generation of twenty-something Afropops, is not familiar with his fiction or drama. Forget those who are born after the world cup in Germany.

My obsession with collecting interviews comes in handy. Especially since I saved a great (but lengthy) interview with Ngugi. In this particular article he discusses oral tradition, performance and Africa.

So, I’m sitting here and typing these words…I think it is time to start a petition for big name rappers to use more often the titles of African literati to promote great work. I mean how cool would it be if Jay-Z’s next song featuring a hip white band ala  Hot Chip rocked the title ‘Petals of Blood’?

University of Google

“So to what extend does articulatory phonetics help our understanding of language proficiency? Hold up, let me google”, might become a lingo of the past if academia decides to follow Professor Tara Brabazon lead and declare a fermenting war against Google, Wikipedia and other archetypes of user-generated scholastic websites.

Professor Brabazon >says:

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“We need to teach our students the interpretive skills first before we teach them technological skills,” said Prof Brabazon, who holds national teaching awards.

“I want students to sit down and read. It’s not the same when you read it online. I want them to experience the pages and the print as much as the digitisation and the pixels. Both are fine but I want them to have both – not one or the other – not a cheap solution.”

Interesting, yet I wonder to what extend did academia fail to teach students a balanced critical thinking, which would be applicable to both on and off line research. Secondly, I know I have been guilty of citing the internet as a source to write papers. Nevertheless, this was in high school prior to my entrance to the world of e-journals and other digital publication.

Personally, I am more inclined to support James D. Carmine’s open letter and point of view. Surely, we can request the global e-moguls to supervise the revolution. Which they in turn will give them various possibilities exceeding our own current capacity to ‘create’ well skilled students :).

James D. Carmine’s >open letter to Google:

It makes sense that for-profit institutions like Google, Amazon, Barnes and Nobles or even Starbucks, begin to consider applying for university accreditation, and offering degrees of their own. Clearly, well-run for-profits are vastly more economically efficient than any non-profit college or university. The efficiency is a consequence of following the basic economic principle that an informed consumer will always purchase the best value for the least money. I, like most parents, would happily send my children to Google University if I knew they would learn more there than at a higher priced university. (…)

Google could escape the tenure trap by not hiring any faculty at all. Instead of hiring the faculty themselves, institutions like Google could simply purchase a vast library of taped, high quality, lectures given by academic super stars or other top performing teachers who are willing to sell series of their lectures (perhaps even receiving residuals if they really rock!). These professors would operate as free agents in a digital world of Professors Without Borders. (…)

Google University (…) would not only reduce the cost of education to students, the competition between professors to produce the best lectures would create vastly superior lectures, and the competition between for-profit institutions in order to attract students would produce vastly better outcomes for students, and therefore would even help American corporations, like Google itself, who need highly competent employees.