Sunday 9 June 2013

Take the Shackles off my Feet so I can DANCE!!


Last weekend Gody and I went along to a local music album launch. The album being launched was by one of my ex-students who is now a teacher at our primary school. Sometimes I end up wondering whether any of our students actually have aspirations to be a teacher or if it is like a secondary pursuit for them in the background while they really secretly want to be singers, actors or anything more glamorous than a teacher.

We were over an hour late (arriving while I battled my internal “be on time!” clock which was chiming loudly even after living in the land of lateness for over 3 years), finding that they had only just started the praise and worship session before various budding musicians got up to have their five minutes of fame. I just love being at these events as they remind me how unself-conscious Tanzanians can be when there is music around and they just want to dance. All the singers had impressive moves and once their turn was over many of them were inspired by the next act and ran back up to join them on stage, imitating their dance moves and sometimes providing back-up vocals much to the delight of the lone singer. There was one middle aged man who, when his turn came up, couldn’t contain his excitement and flung his shoes off into the crowd before launching into his song and dance routine.

Another tradition for these events is that the crowd, once fully amped, dances up one by one onto the stage and stuffs some money into the pocket or hand of the current singer. It doesn’t end there as you find yourself joining the back-up dancers and vocalists and it’s not uncommon for large ladies in mumu style dresses to rival the late M.Jackson as they shimmy and shake their way across the stage.
It took over two hours before the main act came on-stage but when he did he impressed us all by combining his singing talent with some acting – dressed up as a homeless person he cried real tears during his song of sorrow and hope found in Jesus.

The biggest surprise of the day was that the MC repeatedly announced that Gody and I were part of a group of honoured guests who were expected to sit up the front at a special table. Along with a few others we quietly refused to leave our comfortably anonymous positions but towards the end were called up rather forcibly to cut the ribbon on the new CD and announce our monetary contribution of support. This common practice grates at me as the MC then goes around everyone in the audience and asks them to also announce their contribution in front of everyone – those with significant enough contributions receive a clap and those less fortunate suffer embarrassed silence. On the other hand, Gody later said that it is a blessing for us to be able to support the work of this musician and allow him to continue in his work, although I hope he doesn’t give up his day job anytime soon as he’s also a great teacher!