YEMI ALADE: Putting Quantity Over Quality?
It disturbs me why Yemi Alade dismissed her magnificence rest set up of a lost tirade on online networking. It is stale news… no news in reality that the Nigerian music scene is a nursery intended to feter the distrustfully bonehead. Famous music here, are not in any manner for the perfectly normal and scholarly. Ms Alade turning out to come up with a rationalization that her outside partners impair their verses so we can be cognizant with their music, generally admits to the way that her music has missed the mark regarding the essential measurements in splendid thoughts and ideas. Facilitate more, that reason even is a horrible, huge untruth!
Be that as it may, hold up. Hold up!
Can Ms Alade exceed expectations the trial of counting some of these worldwide pop stars and with indicting for impaired verses on their tunes? I wager that she can’t. Subsequently I went scouring the web for her musical impacts. I discovered Beyonce, Whitney Houston and Angelique Kidjo as some of her notice. They’re all pop stars, music legends infact, and one on the planet music class. However it’s been really angering attempting to wed anybody or the other over hers. The straightforward and clear thought remains, how do these artistes truly ponder or even impact the sort of tunes mother Africa has produced? Is it Johnny or Tangerine? Maybe Kissing, Nagode, Ferrari or Want You? Clearly not! So satisfy we should reconsider.
On the sex inclination theme presented by Ms Alade in that video, everybody is very much aware how she prides herself on the learning of developing patterns especially in Nigerian stimulation, so it is seen she would realize that in times past, “MEN” like Wizkid, the Okoye siblings particularly, Kcee (I mean, I couldn’t in any way, shape or form let him well enough alone for the notice), Davido as well, dear Ice Prince and roads mafia, Olamide have been butchered, then hacked and diced into bits for a few measures of reprehensible melodious fracas. So what was it that she was stating once more? No one is looking higher than the main way with regards to female performers and their verses. Matter of certainty, the ladies are keeping it like 75 far up in that division. How regularly is an Asa, Tiwa Savage, Omawumi or Seyi… sorry (not Seyi Shay, I intended to say Waje), how frequently are females for the most part gotten down on about record of this melodious bologna? It has never happened.
Finally, laying cases to a fat financial balance as an instrument of resistance over her undeniable insufficiencies was plain unsound of her. This has even turned into the pattern for some big names nowadays. Not just the “MEN” sef. The reality still remains Yemi Alade will have an unrivaled position for female artistes with extremely cliché verses. She knows this. It was the triumphant system on Johnny (which was her telling a relationship travail in melodiously impaired style to make sure we would comprehend it, abi?) and it maybe would clarify why the deed has proceeded on significantly, if not every one of her tunes, both those somewhat effective ones and the to some degree widely praised one… .s!
So what was she truly yapping on about in that video? ‘Cos me, a’don gerrith!
Plainly, I’m blightly at a misfortune for a legitimization to give on why she grins to the bank once in a while, yet far as she is concerned, it is a reason we can use to quantify her prosperity as an artiste furthermore test her qualities in women’s liberation, for a world that probably has a place with a man. Ngwa applaud ya sef, akwiwu nneoma Africa. As large manager Rick Ross dat you is presently, e was a tin of priding wen you were checked the quantity of zeros on ya bank statemen’ wager see as vex aff get you now dat e discover is just humpty-dumpty utilizing ya mizic to move koffi anan on the divider. Obviously the hammer has begun to tumble down hard, and if anybolthy dare make piim about it, the thunder… the thunder dat will discharge you, it will arrive in a three-section concordance redo of alto, tenor and soprano, all singing aprokoto, ayakata and ho-ha!
Jim Donnett marking out, let the hustle pay. Halla!