My attitude towards the music I listen to mimics my book collection. Spoilt with too many options, I struggle to make a choice when the time for consumption comes.
Arriving late to the Roy Hargrove Party
I heard of Roy Hargrove in brief dispatches in the past. Chanced on his music or collaborations without paying much attention. He died suddenly, and his demise flooded my timeline, and I had to acquaint myself with his albums. The man was so busy that his discography was packed. I felt ashamed for coming late to the party.
The Soothing Sound of Mandisi Dyantyis
It is quite amazing how much of an influence Gwen Ansell is on what pops up on my playlist. I first encountered Sis Gwen (as she is popularly called) over a decade ago as a regular reader of South African weekly papers.