>Finally, courtesy of pro-photographer Nyani Quarmyne there is photographic evidence of that
YES, I DANCED WITH KOJO ANTWI*!
This is for you my loyal readers! 🙂
>Finally, courtesy of pro-photographer Nyani Quarmyne there is photographic evidence of that
YES, I DANCED WITH KOJO ANTWI*!
This is for you my loyal readers! 🙂
>He gestures for me to come up on stage, “Come!” and I feel myself letting go of my handbag, barely glancing over to see if my husband takes it for me and taking a few decisive steps onto – is this happening? – the stage. Kojo Antwi helps me up and seductively holds my hand and leads me to the center of the stage. While walking he says something like “Clap for Obruni” in his microphone. The crowd starts to cheer.
The crowd? THE CROWD? Oh my! Some 1000 pairs of eyes look at me, some are clapping and selected laughters suggest that some are expecting a funny performance including a dancing obruni, but luckily stage lights are blinding me somewhat, and we start to dance.
The music is good, I am wearing comfortable shoes and my favorite dress, I am dancing with the man of Rocklyn, Afrafranto and Odo ye de sin sika and we are all in this place out of love and empathy for Haiti.
What he looked like up close, this mysterious Mr Music man? I do not remember. Was he holding my hands? I don’t remember. In the moment, I just decide to myself to enjoy the song, the dance, the moment of having so many individuals’ attention.
It only fully hit me much later, when the concert was over and I was congratulated by a smiling husband, a crowd of acquaintances and friends, including students at Ashesi University, that Yes, I did dance with Kojo Antwi!
DOES ANYBODY HAVE PICTURES OF THIS PERSONALLY SIGNIFICANT MOMENT? Please email to kajsahallberg -at- gmail.com
Thanks!
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Before we headed to the Haiti Benefit Concert I mentioned here, we had dinner with some friends. One of them had heard the rumour that Kojo Antwi wouldn’t come to the benefit(sadly his personal website is very heavy to load, so maybe his MySpace is a better option for you who with less fast Internet).
I was disappointed. Antwi’s songs were some of the first Ghanaian pieces of music I heard when I started dating my husband back in 2002. The romantic, lovers rock style tunes in Twi/English/Ga always spoke to me – also others think he Tops the List of Ghanaian Love Songs – although some of his melodies might be just too synthesizer-sweet. Anyways.
When we arrived at the concert, there was no place to sit. “Everybody” was there to support Haiti earthquake victims. We were standing with a bunch of others on the side of the stage, dancing and enjoying from there. After an hour or so, some space opened up on the first row.
When Kojo Antwi did in fact come out on stage I felt a big smile spread across my face. As he started singing a song in Ga “Baa sumo me” (Come love me), I stood up to dance, two ladies joined him on the stage dancing, I was smiling. THEN. Mr Music Man walks over to the side where I am standing, points at me and gestures me to come on stage.
To be continued.
Pic from Creative-Africa.org