Etana- from a back up singer in Richie Spice band to one of Jamaica’s most
respected conscious lady artist.
Alaine- she left a high paying job as a banker at JB Morgan, sold all she had
back in the USA, donated all of the cash to good will and headed back to
Jamaica to start singing reggae music. She is credited for bring “love ah- dub” music…i.e. love rhymes into
riddims. NB... SORRY WE COULDN’T GET THE INTERVIEW ON YOU TUBE BUT IT
IS ON THE SILVERSTAR SOUNDS WEBSITE. SO JUST WATCH THE INTERVIEW WITH CECILLE…WE
REALLY APOLOGISE FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE CAUSED
Tarrus Riley- born in the states, he is the son to legendary Jamaican artist Jimmy
Riley. He talks about his journey with his Black Soil Band and the legendary Dean Fraser, one of his greatest “BIRGEN”.
the fans turned out in their large numbers to support the event
etana doing her thing on stage
wyre the love child from kenya curtain raising
madtraxx from kenya curtain raising the saturday night performance
the birgens tarrus riley and on the saxophone the legendary dean fraser electrify the crowd
http://www.the-star.co.ke....Visiting reggae sensation EtanaandTarrus Rileyleft reggae fans in awe after an electrifying performance in Carnivore on Saturday night. Etana who was the first to get on stage after curtain raisersMadtraxxandWyrebelted out tune after tune fromAugust townto her famous collaboBlessing, with fellow Jamaican Albarosie.
Then entered the show stopper Tarrus Riley waving a Kenyan flag as the crowd waved back in Jamaican flags. Constant mention of Kenyan heroes like Jomo Kenyatta made the crowd more wild and so did the sound of the saxophone played by Tarrus band mate , Dean Fraser. It almost felt like the early 90's listening to KBC English service; true sound of the golden oldies. The most memorable part of the evening was when he played his first hit, She's Royal. He left his fans begging for an encore.
Tarrus Riley meets fans at the Haile Selassie Avenue
junction in Nairobi
Tarrus gives a rebel salute
inside his limo
Tarrus Riley pays tribute to
H.I.M Haile Selassie
Tarrus Riley cruises through
the streets of Nairobi
in the limo that picked him up from the
airport
http://www.the-star.co.ke...Visiting Jamaican artiste Tarrus Riley caused a stir in Nairobi on his arrival on Friday. Tarrus, who was accompanied by his band and his father, was driven in a limo from Jomo Kenyatta International Airport into town. His convoy attracted lot of attention with curious touts and street urchins peeping through the tinted windows to catch a glimpse of the Jamaican superstar as his convoy snaked through Uhuru Highway.
The rastaman had to oblige and opened the window to greet his fans. When he got to Haile Selassie Avenue, Tarrus stopped to take a photo under the signpost of the avenue which honours the Ethiopian leader. Haile Selassie is revered as the returned messiah of the Bible, God incarnate, among the Rastafari movement. The self-proclaimed Mr Singy Singy also excited fans in Westlands who rushed to his limo to greet him. "Nairobi is very beautiful.
The traffic is not as thick as you make it sound. You should come to Jamaica and see what we go through. I am thoroughly impressed that Kenya named a street after the great Haile Selassie. I respect him and other great African leaders including Jomo Kenyatta whom I knew through fellow reggae artiste Burning Spear," he told Word Is.
A symbol with Kenyan colours for the London Olympics at Sarova Whitesands in Mombasa. Photo/Elkana Jacob
Good morning ladies – it’s time to get off 'your buts'. Allow me
to clarify that it’s not a typo and nor is that my line; it actually belongs to
Alabastron’s Laimani Bidali. A few weeks ago, we were in a room talking about
Chapter 4, article 27, of our beloved constitution. Our concern was developing
a forum to truly champion and empower women to run for office, to live
significantly, and stop second guessing themselves. Laimani said the first
thing we have to do is tell our sisters ever so nicely to get off and get over
their “buts”.
I’m sure you’re thinking this is a typo. No, we mean just
that – get over your “buts”. Whenever a capable, smart and dedicated woman is
asked to take up a leadership position, she’s sure to start the sentence with
"but…”. If ever there was a time to stop saying “but” and say yes and then
go from talking to action it’s now - today. I’m not going to spend the word
count I have from the editor asking you to ensure you attend the Women’s
Regional Leadership Conference happening at Safari Park all this week – it’s a
given, you must attend.
However, I would like to put some wind beneath your wings by
celebrating and acknowledging what the just concluded London 2012 Olympics have
meant for women. These Olympics have been all about women. For the first time,
Team USA
sent more female athletes than male to the Olympics. Officials credit Title IX,
the 1972 law that expanded athletic opportunities for women and girls. But
that’s not the only development that has organisers touting the 2012 Olympics
as a landmark for women.
This was the first Olympics in which women competed in all
the events as men – women’s boxing was added this year -- and every
participating country sent at least one female athlete. That includes Qatar, Brunei
and Saudi Arabia,
which have never sent women to the Olympics before. I cheered madly as Team Russia marched
past and a very tall, very elegant Maria Sharapova led the contingent. The
Olympic Charter is slowly but surely coming into its own.
The Olympic Charter states that one of the roles of the IOC
is “to encourage and support the promotion of women in sport at all levels and
in all structures, with a view to implementing the principle of equality of men
and women” – (Rule 2, paragraph 7). The IOC also recognises that gender
equality is a critical component of effective sports administration and
continues to support the promotion of women and girls in sport at all levels
and structures. 1981 was the first time a woman was allowed on the Olympic
committee. It currently has 108 members and only 20 are women.
However, real change will not happen unless women are in
positions of power. The race is not won. I’m not one to bemoan what we don’t
have yet. I’m a firm believer in celebrating all our wins and building on them.
There is no future in the past. If we are to take nothing else from this year's
Olympics is that women shone and the world celebrated each and everyone of
them.
What I have learnt from all these amazing women, some as
young at 16, is that it does not matter what your background or what shape or
size you are, if you put your mind to it, you can win. London
will see more gold medals awarded to women than any previous games, up to 140
from the 127 in Beijing.
However, for every woman and girl who says “but” I need you
to go to YouTube today and watch Sarah Attar. She finished last and more than a
half-minute slower than her nearest competitor in the women's 800 metres. Yet
hundreds rose to give her a standing ovation as she crossed the finish line.
Covered in clothing from head to toe, except for her smiling
face poking out from her hood, Attar's debut came five days after a Saudi judo
athlete became the ultraconservative country's first female competitor at any
Olympics. Her mother is American and her father is Saudi. She has dual
citizenship. Attar wanted to represent Saudi Arabia at the Olympics as a
way of inspiring women – she could have run as an American.
I also love a little bit of debate and controversy, so you
can imagine my sheer delight when the US women football team won their
gold medal and revealed their Nike victory T-shirts that said "Greatness
has been found”. Tweeter went mad. The minute I saw the shirt I chucked and
thought “oh boy, there’s going to be trouble” but I cheered, went online and
ordered one. If it was a male team that displayed those shirts we would
not have heard a word from those yelling the shirts lacked humility.
Spare me. However, as Martin Samuel writing for the Daily
Mail said last week, “women have finally found their place and it’s on the
podium, not on a pedestal”. Take the podium and if you’re unsure if you have
what it takes, I’m telling you that you do, but in case you don’t believe me,
see you at Safari Park. There’s a room full of men and women whose mission is
to tell you that you do.
Details on the conference all
week on my Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/carolinemutoko
Well, the lovers of “Mali-
Kenya’s first soap opera” were hit with a surprise shock when their favourite
programme was moved from Wednesday, 8:30 pm to Thursday and Friday at 7:30 pm.
Mali now makes way for an exciting Swahili show where
the ever curious Lolani Kalu shares his unique personal experiences,
encounters, discoveries and humuor around the different localities he visits.
- Every Wednesday, don’t miss “Malimwengu Na Lolani”
at 7:30 pm on NTV Kenya.
How to Finish a Marathon – 1968 Olympics in Mexico City
In the 1968 Olympics in Mexico City, Tanzanian runner John Stephen Ahkwari was the last runner in the marathon.
He came in about an hour and a half after the winner, practically carrying his leg, as it was so bloodied and bandaged.
Film Director Bud Greenspan asked him, “Why did you keep going?” He said, “You don’t understand. My country did not send me 5,000 miles to start a race, they sent me to finish it.”
Jimson. It is an excellent idea to remember this case, but the Film Director was not Bud Greenspan. It was the mexican Alberto Isaac. This video comes from the original movie, named “Olimpiada en Mexico”. After its exhibtion, the movie was loosed and Filmoteca Nacional (an institution from Mexico) looked for the original negatives to make a restoration (I am not sure about the word in English). It was necessary 1 million dollars to get it again. This work was finished between 2005 and 2006.
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mamo_Wolde
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