A Nigerian’s quest for Fuji, the begininig of ‘razzness’?

Yesterday, I was chatting with Femi Osewa, a great friend of mine, and he said he’s falling in love with Naija’s Fuji Music. I felt it was funny but he confidently refuted my reservations on the music genre. I felt he had a point with his ‘Proudly Naija’ part of his argument. So he decided to spill his thoughts in black and white and here it is. I think it is a worthy read:

The sun had just gone to bed; and as I switched on my i-pad and thought of some sweet music to treat myself to, I logged on to Youtube and searched for fújì music.

Okay before you all call me ‘razz’ I enjoyed myself for the four hours the music was playing. I glided from Òbé?èré’s OBTK to Pàsó, to Sàndókà and to Àyúba. The rhythmic sound of the drums was electrifying, the energy, and the philosophy delivered in a poetic manner was impressive. Oh! I enjoyed the bragging style too. It was like listening to an endless flow of poem and rhetorics in Yorùbá.

For a while I wondered why this genre of music is not enjoying any airtime on our local radios but the answer came too quickly: ‘RAZZ’

For the fear of ‘razz’ and the glorification of ‘tush’ and ‘Porsche’ our radios feed us with ‘America’, our presenters talk with accents.

Ok Fuji is razz and profane, I agree, but exactly how should we classify the swearing and blunt profanity expressed in the American cRAP?

We talk of re branding Naija tourism for the world to see; how else would one brand a culture without her music?

Call me ‘razz’ or ‘loki’ but I will do some more googling and enjoy some Sidó omo rápán’lá the more.

I wait on a day when Wande coal will treat us to a fújì tune. Ask me why? “cos he’s got a great voice for it”.

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