British-Nigerian artist and designer Yinka Ilori MBE has announced the launch of the Yinka Ilori Foundation, a non-profit organisation dedicated to creating permanent, vibrant community spaces focused on play, creativity, and long-term self-sufficiency worldwide. The foundation’s...
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In a novel that seems to suggest that some endings are nothing but mere beginnings, when Eniiyi emerges from Ebun’s birth canal, there is little doubt that she bears an uncanny resemblance to the recently deceased.
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Despite all these, My Father’s Shadow is not a dirge. Its fragmented form allows for moments of tenderness and beauty, even humour. These flashes underscore the resilience of ordinary Nigerians, who, despite betrayals by their leaders, continue to love, to sing, to imagine futures for their children.
My Father’s Shadow is not a film that tells you what to think about 1993 or about Nigeria’s long arc of disappointments. It’s a film that teaches you how to feel history: to smell it, taste it, hold it against your ribs. It’s a portrait of a father whose love is messy and incomplete, and a nation whose promises frequently arrive late or not at all.
For a movie that runs for two hours, its pacing is incredibly rushed, with timelines not clearly delineated. Jaiye proposes to Adaora within two months of dating her, and they get married with very little on-screen chemistry allowed to truly develop. What is even more implausible is how such a successful business woman is forced into such a naïve and juvenile arrangement, where she cannot spot the glaring ulterior motive, external pressures be damned.
Besides that, the album is well-curated and Bella Shmurda's collaborators perform remarkably, helping him achieve his purpose. “This kind of music is my essence, it's my purpose,” Bella Shmurda said in a video before the album was released. “The greatest war is sanity…it's a battle with yourself."
At 23 tracks, the album overextends itself, disrupting the intensity and ferocity that defined its opening half. Trimmed down to a lean 10–12 tracks, The Machine could have been a focused, tightly wound project. Instead, its sprawl dulls its edge. And by the time the final track, “HALLELUJAH,” featuring Phyno, Jeriq, and Tobe Nwigwe, rolls in, we are torn between joining the celebration and simply sighing with relief that the album has finally ended.
This project is a celebration of his influence and a declaration of his untouchable status. By curating, composing, and directing rather than merely producing, Sarz proves that the title of the album is less hyperbole than prophecy. And even though he doesn’t voice the record, his perspective as well as his personal one is thoroughly reflected.
In a novel that seems to suggest that some endings are nothing but mere beginnings, when Eniiyi emerges from Ebun’s birth canal, there is little doubt that she bears an uncanny resemblance to the recently deceased.
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British-Nigerian artist and designer Yinka Ilori MBE has announced the launch of the Yinka Ilori Foundation, a non-profit organisation dedicated...
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Now based between Lagos and Toronto, Elsie is bringing a new kind of African digital storytelling to the world. She’s bilingual in culture, able to code-switch between Afrobeat street trends and Western pop references with ease. This ability to exist in multiple cultural spaces without diluting her message makes her relatable, magnetic, and globally relevant.
Because of this, our environment becomes vital to our progress. As a fifteen-year-old, I knew this intuitively, not as I know it now, not theoretically. I knew that my environment was limited in significant ways. It wasn't one for creativity or imagination. It lay at the tail end of cynicism
“Dear Kaffy” is a riot of laughter and a river of tears – Peju Akande
...filed with sass, soul, and surprises
