
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’?