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A Taste of WEEK 41, 2010

Ms. CHERRiE BOMPi

Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold( A poem by William Yeats.)-heavy line reminds me of Chinua Achebes book-Things Fall apart.

Definitely describes the week I had, a lovely relapse of winded emotion. Tired of the buzz and 'people' decided to retreat at my cousins spot. A good decision as I had time to think with no outside influences or opinions. So it was one chilled weekend, not out and about in the streets, or with friends.  Although a 'window seat' would've done wonders, especially for those introspective moments.

Must say I enjoyed the alone time and it left me feeling more whole and grateful of all I am, and where I am in my life. I may think a lot- writing is my release. And has helped me so far in my life.

Not trying to isolate all in my 'deep' writings, but such my was week and hope to release more energies this weekend. Been thinking of going to the 'waiting room'... As its been a minute and I miss the jams.

Hope you get my weekend, and realise 'One is the magic number', for those who haven't realised it. To those who have, its a wonderful feeling isn't it?

Ms. RAZZ’BERRi BOMPi

Hmmmm...this week has been one that had great potential to be a low but thanks to those around me has been muuuuch than anticipated. Really proving how much I sometimes can’t afford to keep things bottled up because it could lead to punkish choices.I also witnessed alot of nonsense hit the fan that made me realease a deep sigh of gratitude for those close and real to me.

It was a conversation I had on Sunday at Rafiki’s with some peoples, after a yumm-delicious braai at a friends home, that made me realise how many really pretentious people run the streets and how people are ready to make you look stupid/ bring you down to make them feel better about themselves, one word to sum it up....PUNKERY!!! Moral of the story...if i lived my life caring about what every Tom,Dick,Sally and Sue had to say, I MAY ASWELL BE DEAD!

Apart from having my precious HTC stolen syndicate style and having to conform to the BB side of life, all-in-all it in was a chilled week with lessons learnt(like the above and not trusting anyone), and drizzled with special moments...sigh. 

inSiGHT

It was in the later days of junior school, not exactly sure when, is when Razz’Berri first got properly acquainted to hip-hop through her friends brother who would ever so often crank the likes of Talib Kweli, Dliated Peoples, Cypress Hill, Eminem etc. –a pretty good starter pack. It was in high school however, when she got her first Talib Kweli album that her undying love for hip-hop truly bloomed. It was this that saw her and friends(Cherri included) plotting and sneaking off to hip-hop gigs in town, sometimes Rondebosch(Pigg and Swizzle) but more often Obz, where most hip-hop gigs went down back in the day at Armchair Theatre, All Nations etc. Nodding our heads to the likes of Fifth Floor, Archetypes, Driemanskaap, Illiterate Skill,Writers Block to name but a few.

Whipped by love for it all, we would schluuuuurp up all that we could about our favourite local artists be it mixtapes, or sticking our noses in articles about them in local hip-hop/hip-hopish publications like Y-Mag(...sigh). And as we grew so did our our love, knowledge and passion for hip-hop and the culture as a whole. Chuckle chuckle chuckle....we even had our own little crew, the “Black Roses”.

Perhaps our ears were off the ground but it seemed like gigs got fewer and the scene just wasn’t what is was. Crews spilt, mixtapes got fewer, heads got drunker and it became an all take no action kinda game. It just got weird. But for some odd reason big things were popping off in the Jozi realm  which was odd because Cape Town was the Mecca of local hip-hop, the home of the pioneers such as Prophets Of Da City, Brasse vannie Kaap and a range of the countries most top-notch hip-hop Dj’s i.e. Ready D.

Now, its not to say that the Jozi sound was wack but it was different from we were used to. The game changed as it has now.  The point was all about innovation. People became more 'commercial' in their lyrics and delivery, in the beginning it was hard to digest it, but it was understood that it was a movement and with movement change is inevitable and is key to growth of the material. Echoed by DJ Kenzhero, local hip-hop mogul on decks and founder of Party People and Uno July a.k.a Tommy Jinxx from Ill Skillz who are fast making waves in the local scene and pushing passion internationally. Kenzhero rates in the comparison of the scene to the CPT scene JHB  that “there are a lot of variables when it come to that comparison. Economics, cultural, perception etc.” .Uno reasons the lack of progression in the CPT hip-hop with the fact that it’s not innovative but with that said the main media infrasturcture lies within the “City of Gold”, so CPT is at a disadvantage when it comes to exposure. Which makes a lot sense, as there is now a pattern of CPT artists emigrating to the more commercial(...hmmm)Jozi to get their “hustle” on. Which raises alot of questions....but thats another story for another day.....

Kenzhero describes the CPT scene ten years ago as “ confusing because of demographic and generation gaps” and if he could would “suggest a generation wipe and start afresh”. Which makes sense when you look at the history of CPT hip-hop with it being one big movement but divided at the same time.....APARTHEID!But Google it further... The CPT hip-hop scene isn’t even really run by Capetonians any more. 

At the end of the day it’s not really about JHB vs. CPT but about nurturing and breeding a culture that has no borders and has some kind of meaning to us. But it would it would be shame for the talents about it went to waste. Hip-hop is something different to everybody... for some its about pushing passion(bOmpi philosophy). Some peoples dreams get lost and others do what they do for the passion and not necessarily to be known-the fame. And others do it for egocentric purposes. 

“Hip-Hop you the love of my life”-The Roots

Hip-hop is one of many things that Cape Town proudly hold its head up about but once again we fall short of pushing the passion. If the quart of Black Label could be put down for a bit, it would be a greater force to be reckoned with. Big-ups to the folks who are pushing a.k.a hustling and doing big things but to the others stop moaning and VUKÚZENZELE...nxa!

FLAVOUR OF THE WEEK

Ms. CHERRiE: Skwatta Kamp- Moya ft. Relo. What a jam, I needn't explain how beautiful and what memories the whole Mkhukhu Funkshen album has for many. But for those who don't know, its a hiphop group that has changed hip-hop and inspired many to do what they do. The album always takes me back to when all we needed was an open mic session or kopanos to get by in life-was our thrill. (Would've mentions 5th floor, which I think has the wordsworth of S.A hip-hop..[.although my favoutite lyricist is Pro'kid]..but it would all be a conflict of interest).

Skwatta Kamp's blow up album, Mkhukhu Funkshen

Ms. RAZZ’BERRi: Forget the week...My flavour of the year is the whole How I Got Over Roots Album. It has got me fixed like a drug. This album is a breath of fresh air with a collaboration of various genres and artists. The general flow of the album is amazing and will have you fixed from start to finish. Favourite track off the album is “The Day” Feat. Blu( who was down here recently) and Petty Cash. This album is a serious breath of fresh air from all this punkish cheas naks music...LONG LIVE THE ROOTS, LONG LIVE!!!


Ms. RAZZ’BERRi: Forget the week...My flavour of the year is the whole How I Got Over Roots Album. It has got me fixed like a drug. This album is a breath of fresh air with a collaboration of various genres and artists. The general flow of the album is amazing and will have you fixed from start to finish. Favourite track off the album is “The Day” Feat. Blu( who was down here recently) and Petty Cash. This album is a serious breath of fresh air from all this punkish cheas naks music...LONG LIVE THE ROOTS!!!

How I Got Over-The Roots

This big things are popping this week, starting tomorrow. Catch the man who is seriously causing havoc in the house scene, DJ Kent at Chrome tomorrow rolling 6 with CPT’s finest,Dj’s p.H, Lyle and Trixx included ( http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/event.php?eid=157914187573874/).


Cappello Cape Town turns 2 years old this weekend, and to celebrate they bringing some house music heavyweights down. Christos, Cleo and Black Coffee(in that order) will be bringing much merriment to the crowd on Friday, Saturday and on Sunday.
More Info. on http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/event.php?eid=125110110877342)


For the more alternative lot. Basement Radio goes down this Friday at the intimately, sassy Mumbo Jumbo in Greenmarket Square with Djs Tom, Rob and Kimon hit us up with some Afro-beat/Dub/Reggae/ Soul and Funky beats.


More info. http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=152620538109497


Thats that from us to you for now with love...


Ms. Cherrie and Ms. Razz’B(....pOof)*

THE DOUBLE(5th and 6th) SCHLUUUUUUURP.......

Greetings Schluuuuuupers...


It's been two weeks since we last made contact. Our sincuuuurest apologies. We have been pushing passion for days, in the name of improving the blog and BOMPi to add extra KAH-PLAM to your weekly schluuuuuurpity schluuuurp. Got some interesting things underway, starting next week.


We have officially been in the blogging game for a month now and WOOOW, the feedback has been overwhelming.Thank-y0u.Thank-y0u.Thank-Y0u. We feel truly blessed by it all. Please do keep giving feedback as you have, be it in the club, the streets or bompijuice@gmail.com.

Ka-CHiNK to our first month together and to the many more to come!

Enough banter.....2 weeks worth of schluuuurp to ingest....

ON YOUR MARKS..get set...SCHLUUUUUUUURP!

A TASTE OF WEEKS 38 and 39, 2010
Ms. CHERRiE BOMPi
Week 38 started very slow, started with a shoot (ask NO questions, hear NO lie). Saying goobye to the winter chill and hello to the summer thrills… With work, and all my thought in between I decided to have some downtime with a few friends, so we could share some good laughs. It was my friends birthday his past Monday, given the weekend was a long one we decided to hang out for braai day at a spot fit for good times…Mzoli. So we had the delicious meat(waited for hours till we had no apetite,lol) hung out with people I hadn’t seen in years and decided during the night time, to do my religious last-Friday-of-the-month activity, Party People. Enjoyed most of it, especially cause I got to hang with my girl I hadn’t in years. Lovely day and night, decided o chill at the beach for the Sat and play in the sun we hadn’t seen in a while. Saw dogs flirting with each other, who wouldn’t let us be…but enjoyed seeing how the thrill of the chase even goes for dogs.

This past week has gone by soo fast(Razz’Berri agrees 150%)... The weekend was bitter sweet! Missed Georgia perform 'Roses', a moment that I hope I’ll experience live on her home ground(would love to see how they engage with their own, unlike when they pay homage when in the 'Motherland'). But I did however spend my weekend with lovely people who always seem to make me smile and they ever-so-potent wisdom they share with me. Missed the Loeries too, purposely though...think I enjoyed last year too much didn't wanna have a tainted sequel too it and I know CPT has one more year to host-so next years gonna be on toes!...


Ms. RAZZ'BERRi BOMPi
In the past two weeks it has become very apparent how spontaneous a life I lead. I like to describe it as a lucky packet...you never know what you going to get. I suspect this partly due to losing two people I know almost exactly a month apart from each other. You just never really know...sigh!

But amidst the bleakness and passion pushing, its been a damn fun 2 weeks dabbling in unfamiliar territories and learning so so much, like not to exploit open bar tabs as much as I did at the EXCLUSiVE Nike gig tOday 2 weeks ago. Spoek Mathambo(also known for Sweat X and Playdoe) and Umshini Wam did best cranking some dope kwaito tunes that could get a real pantsula breaking a sweat. And as per usual Sibot did very top-notch things on the decks...ooooooo boy! Thereafter roads lead to Seasons for Riky Rick launch (hosted by Black Cherry- who out did themselves...as usual)which proved to be a workout of note as the music made it hard to part with the dancefloor. And if you haven't been aquainted with the freshness that is Riky Rick, I recommend you get involved very quickly...

As result of thursday my whole friday was spent in bed, but not before I briefly checked STR.CRD but unfortunately before big things happened. But my many little birdies had nothing but the best things to say about it.....leaving me bummed that I missed out but proud that Cape Town did best-whoop whoop.

This past weekend was just as juicy not even because of the Loerie awards but just nje. To see Thandiswa Mazwai and my favouritest woman at the moment(flavour of the week) live in the outdoors was mind blowing. Once again and my trusted dancefloor killer partner and I did fancy things on the dancefloors of Camps Bay...first Sapphire on Saturday and St. Yves for Pop Bottles on sunday, which was quite an interesting experience witnessing blatant groupie tendencies(chuckle chuckle chuckle....even had a 1 try befriend me to get to one my friends-eish). Anyhow, I jerked(a dance, for those who don't know) my legs to jelly...is the only way to describe it. Watching sun rises + soapie stories + Barcelos + egos + keys locked in cars and hangers + bombastic music + groupies + Tropika + "chillin' with the possie..."= Le good life.


inSiGHT
So Heritage Month has come and gone. In as much as its supposed to be month where we celebrate our respective cultures as well as the diversity on which the country thrives, its interesting to see how many cultural stereotypes play a significant in the way we eat, sleep and play(interpret that as you will)...

Now we being two Xhosa females we can't really speak for other cultures but from where we stand it's amazing how much dribble is said about Xhosa people, Xhosa females in particular...the men are another story(chuckle chuckle chuckle)...

The prejudice that come with being Xhosa dates back to Nonqawuse's ages. Her story seems relevant to how most say 'amaXhosa ngamaxoki'(Xhosas are liars).


A brief summary of the young Nonqawuse;


Nonqawuse was a young prophet, who told chiefs to kill the cattle as she had had a dream that Xhosas' would gain more wealth in doing so. So her being the 'sangoma', which was well respected in the day, they did so.

Starvation came for the Xhosa tribe, most died and the Xhosa tribe soon diminished, as we are nomads. She was then privately detained because of the false prophecy on the Robben Island. If you're interested in the full story, here's a link www.encounter.co.za/article/118.html.


With that being etched in the memoirs of Xhosas' we were naturally deemed liars.

Yes, stereotypes are the result of consistent behavioral patterns within in specific group/calibre of persons. And yes, these tales are sourced from some kind of general underlying truth. However, let it not make us ignorant folk. What you see isn't necessarily always what you get and perhaps these stereotypes go a lot deeper than what we actually see them for. Like when Xhosa women are labelled gold diggers, but maybe they not gold diggers and they just know what they want and straight up ask for it unlike 'subservient Tswana/Sotho women.

Interacting with friends from different tribes, its sometimes quite apparent how divide we still really are. Whether it in the pronounciation of certain words or the shadowing myths, we have crossed paths with people who turn blue at the mention of Xhosa. In our day in age we should know there's truly more to people than their tribe-especially when it comes to personal characteristics. It is however, quite interesting to see how some of the plots/ideas of the apartheid policy are still subliminally playing a tune in our fresh, young brains 16years into our democracy. But that's a story for another day...


"I am not my hair, I am not this skin, I am not your expectations....no". -I Am Not My Hair, India Arie


It is crucial you embrace your culture and your traditions as they are a fundamental part of your being BUT they are not all that you are.U dig? And remember, every cloud has a silverlining...schluuuuuurp it up!



FLAVOUR OF THE WEEK
Ms. CHERRiE:My flavour of the week 38 was hands down 'Got to Get It Up' by Marvin Gaye. This man revolutionised sensuality in music, especially in his melodies. From 'I Want You- Sexual Healing' you're bound to hear his tenderness in his voice. One of my favourite artists, one I would've loved to see live. But his music lives on and brings joy to those who listen to it.Go on and bump this jam-its bound to make you happy!


.Jade,  forgotten 'one-hit wonder' trio group, from waaaay before Destiny's Child and 702...'Don't walk away(Boy)'. Its my flavour because I always seem to wonder what happens to these forgotten groups, i.e. Zhane. Been literally jamming hard to this jam for this past week and for those who've forgotten or don't know the group check it on youtube....Enjoy(",.)*

Marvin Gaye

Too cool for new school(chuckle)...Jade

Ms. RAZZ'B: Week  38 saw me blues-ing to a 'never-say-die-favourite'...Floetry, Flo'Ology. This is due to the fact that its jam packed with memories and no matter how lonely/single I am, makes me love,love. Gives me butterflies...Just as much as Georgia Anne Muldrow's "Simply a Joy" makes one want to fall deep into the throws of love. In all its shortness, its so mesmerizing...the production, her voice and (sigh)...the lyrics. #nuffsaid. Found myself repeating  this song at the very least 6times at a time-eeekk. I'm actually out of words. I was blessed enough to see her and Dudley Perkins live this weekend in Langa,thanks to the Pan African Space Station and WOOOOOOOOOW, to watch her perform and hear 'Roses'(which is on Mos Def's 'Ecstatic' album) live....woooow! As described in the Pan African Space Station booklet...Georgia Anne Muldrow is a religion...do your self a favour and just listen to her.

Floetry-F'lo'Ology

Georgia Anne Muldrow-Early

WHAT'S THE PLOT?
Finally, after much turbulence in the past two weekends, the storm has finally reached some calm. Highlight of all highlights this weekend....DJ PREMiER in both JHB and CPT. A legend amongst many in the hip-hop game, DJ Premier a.k.a Primo a.k.a Preem, is known as one half of Gangstarr(him and the late Guru) and the mogul behind a lot of the bombsatic hits, that we have grown to know and love in predominantly the underground scene but also for likes of Christina Aguilera, Kanye West and the Black Eyed Peas. More info... ( http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=117813594941751 )


Rocking the Daisies (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/event.php?eid=106476216071067 )couldn't possibly lower their exorbitant ticket prices enough to keep us away from this gig. To those who are going up though, travel safely and PLAY HARD. If you haven't already, you have exactly a week and two more days to check out Mr. Fuzzy Slipperz Exhibition. Do the right thing, tittlate your arty tastebuds, and prepare to be blown away...this bloke is in a league of his own!( )


Last blog Razz'B mentioned her new favourite person Gary Thomas(...yay). To those who would like embark on a bombastic musical experience do make your way to Waiting Room on .Certified goodness!More info (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/event.php?eid=157599664260255 )


Otherwise, that's that for now. Next week we push more punch in the flavour...(so excited). But, you'll just have to wait and see...

Till then...


With love from us to you...


Ms. Cherrie and Ms. Raz’Berri Bompi(....p0of*)

This blog is dedicated to Andiswa " Andy Pandy" Ngcingwana

30.06.2010-28.09.2010