That Gengetone is dead is a tad detached and unfettered. Who killed it? Why? Do we feel any better after the embalming or cremation? Does it foist the Kenyan flag…
What do you really call Odeon? Way before, it was Pr. Pius Muiru’s harvest field, a place where he fleeced idiots for days on end before concrete reason did a…
I thought the heterosexuals were doing a bang average hand-job at keeping sanity, until gay cats stepped on the podium. The ones I have interacted with are a video on…
Something happens to a man when he stays for more than 5 months without a gig. He sends unanswered applications and those that bother to reply seem more confused than…
There are four of us in the car, four lads cramped inside a weathered Mitsubishi Cedia, barreling from Nairobi and steamrolling into a little hick town on the outskirts of…
By Kenneth Muimi
If I wrote to get laid I swear I’d have a colossal body count to show for it and this is me on the good flip side of gas ups.…
She had this infectious laughter that reminded me of a favorite song at a point in time. A song with a balanced beat, a catchy chorus and that electric feel…