If there is one thing the on-going Primus Guma Guma Super Star (PGGSS5) musical tug-of-war has taught us, it is to be in class, in vogue, in step, and at all times. Yes, PGGSS5 has taught us to move with the times. And this “moving with the times” has got a cute and apt botanical name: Jyana n’Injyaana. Jyana n’injyaana, or to move with the times simply means we must at all times be updated with the latest –to be associated with all that may be trending at a given time. This means that even though Guma Guma is proudly brought to you by Primus beer (of course), it won’t deter us from talking idly about other tribes of beer as well. Beers like the broke man’s Guinness, aka Turbo King. We are only acting in the true spirit of Jyana n’injyaana. And what brings us to talk about Turbo King here? It’s the fact that until early this week, I did not take Turbo so seriously as a beer. All that I really cared to know about Turbo was the fact that it goes down well when one is listening to the songs, Nyabarongo, by Ama G the Black, and Niko Nabaye by King James, and eating beef brochette from a dingy and not-so-hygienic resto-bar. All that changed at the beginning of the week when the makers of Turbo King decided to boldly demonstrate to us that delivering crates of the frothy ale to your nearest kabari was not their only specialty. Who knew, or expected that the seven simbas the country received from South Africa early in the week would arrive at Kigali International Airport encased in huge white crates labeled Turbo King? So we move on, in the spirit of Jyana N’injyaana. Our next subject, which should actually have come first, is this weather. Like you already know, we are in the worst of times –times of shamelessly and ruthlessly searing heat. In times like these, all smart and wise people like you and me know the best thing that can happen to you: finding a little corner shop with the magic inscriptions –Amata na fanta bikonje. Still in the spirit of Jyana n’injyaana, allow me to now ask, just what is the truth of the matter about self proclaimed Ugandan musical muganga Jose Chameleone’s Royal Concerts in Kigali last weekend? I may not believe in witchcraft, yes, but seriously who did that to you, Jose? I’m counting on you to point a straight finger at the culprit –complete with the words “Wale Wale” –said in an accusatory tone, of course. Still from area code +256, what’s this beef being directed at singer Eddy Kenzo following his BET Award exploits? What’s this nonsense making the rounds, to the effect that Kenzo scooped the Viewers’ Choice Best New International Artist award because of the kids in his Sitya Loss video, and that therefore the kids should have won the award instead?
