Visibility, remains the most important criteria when it comes to rap. Your ability to ensure you are being seen, heard and felt, can not be overlooked but again visibility lacking the strength to keep your fans interested, is outright poo. Why waste so much effort [if there was any] and money on a project,when that project only births bad taste in our mouth reminding all health addict what a garlic ridden refrigerated salad tastes like. Whether we agree or not, Olamide, has somehow joined the bandwagon of artistes, who are plagued with sound indecision as the searing chirps from fans and non fans alike seemed to have finally settled in him. This has resulted in an all knowing sad embodiment of what can only be tagged as ‘Mama Africa’ otherwise meant or assumed to be a welcoming… oh well…
I am one of the few, extremely excited with the thought of getting an entire hardcore rap or at least an entire rap album from the same man who has been heralded as the ‘king of the street’ [and we all know the Nigerian STREET doesn’t acknowledge rhythm and blues as its SOUND] but of course, I over-reached and before my eyes saw my meticulously built palace of hope, excitement and bragging rights, crumble.
The Glory Intro
Opener to Olamide’s sixth album roughly knock the tooth out my mouth as I painfully realized that he was not going to come through as promised. A lot about th ... Read Full Review