Wasn’t Samini great as the co-host of the 9th edition of the MTN Ghana Music Awards! Boy’s just got mad talent! He annoys me. What a show last Friday’s event was. The yellow carpet tent at the entrance of the National Theatre just took the whole thing to another level, with scores of photographers and TV cameramen and flashes of lights taking shots of people arriving and interviewing them too! The whole place looked so Hollywood!
On stage, the peerless Doreen Andoh was as graceful as ever! Class. And though he upstaged her – did you see his various hair styling with those dreads of his, and the garments he strutted on stage in - pairing Doreen with Samini was just the yarn Ghana’s musical trajectory needed – with the king of Ghanaian ‘pop’ music and the queen of Ghana’s airwaves, showing off which of our music stars are excelling today! Later, Samini told me he didn’t even realize he could MC like that! He was so relaxed and in such a different light, well composed and in control. He even attempted a joke and succeeded in getting us to laugh! Well, I guess with such popularity, anything you do can ‘pass’. It was like an evening with Samini, and it made the whole night exciting, topping it up with his great performance. Many are those who think he’s just “too much”!
Well, a very enormous congrats to the ‘King of the Streets’ Kwaw Kesse too for his winnings! Four awards is no small measure! This sure was his year. And Becca, I’m so pleased for her. ‘Record of the Year’ is a big award. She deserves it and a whole lot more!
But, more importantly, did you too, perchance, if you were there or saw on TV, the outfits some of the girls who attended the event materialized in? One girl, picking her magazine brochure from the floor, when she bent down got her ‘boobs’ not just popping out, but pouring out of her low crop top! My! Skirts were beyond short and blouses, stripes of fabric! Some, I’m pretty sure, would have loved not to have worn anything at all! What a mess! Today’s girls dress with no decorum, no taste, no style! It’s crazy, and they call it fashion! But there were a few ladies, however, who were nicely fitted in garments that showed off their figure and presented them as descent ladies indeed! The kind you can take home to introduce to your mama! Quite unlike those showing excessive cleavage! What they don’t know is how to dress. Even that has a technique. When you want accentuate a feature in design, be it a dress or an interior, put emphasizes on one aspect to underscore want you want to draw attention to. If its legs you are showing, cover other areas and show legs! If it’s cleavage, flaunt that, not that and a midriff and legs! That’s classless, tasteless and makes you look like a tart. A few friends, including my chum Kester and I had major fun, perched in a corner, just observing some of them crisscrossing the lobby, yearning to be noticed.
‘Don’t Steal, the Government Hates Competition’! That was the inscription on my pal Phillip’s shirt when I saw him at the beach on Sunday night for the MTN GMA Celebration Jam that featured JaRule! I cracked up so much, I developed a stitch. The rains earlier threatened that show, but by 7pm, with the beach packed, there was promise of a great jam, and that’s just what happened. It began with the smooth Tinny doing his own thing, “believing he can fly”! Then came the Agona Swedru ‘Abodam’ chap, Kwaw Kesse, who took the crowds above cloud nine, before Samini, again, got the crowd to roar in total thrill! That was all before the main act, JaRule stepped on stage to seal off a great night of hip music. Not so into rap music, I didn’t think JaRule was as popular as he turned out to be. The crowd’s response was just fanatical. I didn’t think he had so many songs either, but when he stayed over an hour playing hit after hit, songs I didn’t even realize were his compositions, I accepted it was I who didn’t know him much. With the crowd yearning for more when he was finished a little after 10pm, Nameless from Kenya, and new entrant Asem were put on stage to titillate them. What a night it turned out to be!
Now, what is it that gives a big company like Fan Milk the attitude to watch a customer walk away with a ten Ghana cedi bill at 3 o’clock in the afternoon on a Sunday, because they don’t have change to give when we buy ice cream that cost about GhC3? How fanciful! It wasn’t the first time I’ve found their attitude towards customers stink at their Fan Plaza at Airport Residential. And there I was making all that noise about their ice cream – indeed, they do serve about the best in town! But, come on! That’s no reason to be so damn casual about service.