Davido, Wizkid, Ice Prince
(effiezy)
All year, the biggest news on this continent that hasn’t been the MAMA or some Pan-African collaboration, has been a beef. Cassper Nyovest and AKA admittedly have grown bigger as brands due to their elaborately chronicled beef.
With
AKA and Nyovest, there has been blood,
slaps, one-sided fisticuffs,
threat, twitter attacks, baby mamas, prayers, half-diss tracks,
full-diss tracks, videos, and fan fights. This has been an endless
source of light and compelling entertainment for the duration of year.
Who hasn’t enjoyed this?
AKA and Cassper prior to 2015, had been footnotes in
Nigerian press. Their music was largely ignored, their utterances feebly
waved away, and their activities largely inconsequential. But after
their beef, they have had triumphant entries into Nigeria. Their music
has become headlines, their fights as sacred as biblical stories, and
the diss tracks well-reported, analysed, covered and enjoyed for its
sake.
Then there was Drake and Meek Mill.
That beef between the US rappers, have done wonders for Meek Mill. His
diss track was plain ugly, but combine that press gotten from it and his
‘Fans mi’ collaboration with Davido, and you have a
star born into the average Nigerian heart. Wait until he visits this
country. It’ll be nothing short of glorious.
Beef in itself is good for the art. Although in the
Western cultures, it tends to spill blood and result in loss of life, in
Africa, our artistes and all their representatives lack that amount of
conviction mixed with hatred to pull off a killing because of beef. No
one has that guts, We are too conscious of our status to compromise our
careers on it.
So where are our Nigerian beefs?
Where are our thrilling diss tracks, messy twitter fights, and
entertaining words of social media anger, banter and bile? Why have the
Nigerian fan not enjoyed some of this?
The truth is simple. Nigerian artistes don’t in their
hearts love themselves. Most of them are a bunch of haters unto
themselves. They long for each other’s success, see another’s gains as a
personal chance lost for them. They carry out ingenious plans to steal
each other’s beats and choruses, and when that fails, they copy it and
try to improve on it so as to take the shine off the other guy, thereby
killing off his song.
Honestly, ignore all the
high-fives, selfies, bonding on Instagram, birthday shout-outs, gay
tweets and supportive interviews. Deep down, and in muted conversations,
when the cameras are gone, and the lights are off, there’s anger, bad
blood and bile. That’s when the real story is turned on, and the
intrigue that scratches the underbelly of what we call celebrity
lifestyle come to the fore.
Once in a while, this escapes into the open, and it
becomes a good reason to follow the news. But almost all of it gets
swept under the carpet due to compromise, bullying and media cowardice. See Basketmouth and Sean Tizzles exchanges here. It’s just a sneak peek into what the real story is.
The
reason why our artistes don’t beef is fear. A typical Nigerian artiste
who has had considerable success is a walking bag of skin, blood, bones
and consummate fear. They are scared for their careers; they are scared
for their cash-flows, endorsement deals, and reputation. They hold
tightly onto the image they have, and try their best to not upset their
cart. What makes theirs further interesting is that they have perfected
the art of masquerading this fear as moral superiority and undeterred
focus on their music, films, comedy and art.
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This fear which rules the industry has taken off the
element of relativity from the it. We are all flawed beings, and beefs
are a normal way to express unhealthy struggle. But with each new way
the artistes devise to hide their disgust at the next singer and rapper,
they further alienate their fans from the true workings of their minds,
and lose out on the opportunity to grow a cult following based on
relativity. Fans adore truth. They love fallible humans, who they can
project their personal misdemeanours, character flaws, and
indiscretions.
Check out the biggest stars in Nigerian pop culture, and see a trail of imperfections. Wizkid loves his weed, Burna Boy’s arrogance and veiled disgust for humans is happy fodder, Jim Iyke is a gift that keeps on giving, Charlie Boy is a master of dark spectacle, 2face Idibia has a chronicled history with women, D’banj is all shades of robust living and ‘debts’, Iyanya’s need to show off his anatomy sparks of lovable narcissism, and Davido can’t just stop spending without caution.
Someday, there will be a big bang in the industry.
All these pent-up emotions that haven’t been acted upon will rise to the
fore, and break free. There will be some sort of emotional purge and
cleansing, and it will be ugly, very ugly. There will be books written
on wrongdoings, epistles crafted to expose some indiscretion, the mother
of all tweet fights and everyone will be smeared by this Beefpocalypse. It
will be artiste versus artistes, actor versus actor, journalist versus
artiste, journalist versus journalist, veterans versus newbies, and most
amusing, veterans versus veterans. Just imagine a 2face and Modenine
beef.
How enthralling a contest that would be.
When
this happens, only then can this brand of ‘fakeness’ which the average
fan has given to the industry be removed, and true followership can rsie
in its stead. Until then, all is fair, square and sunny, in Nigerian
entertainment. And we all have to believe that.
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