"Something about Africa, African Dance, African Music....there is just something."- MVM... following a video post by African Muzik Magazine on Facebook about Best Wedding Entrance Dance
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I have woken to the spirit of African music and dance. So much so, I was inspired to invest in Brenda Fassie's albums by purchasing & downloading two of her best albums
I had to engage and contain this feeling that was vibrating within me for as long as could. I sprung out of bed by 5am ready, dressed and ready to dance my way into the world; trainers on check and ready to go for a long walk. As I waited for my phone to charge and revive itself, I danced and embraced Brenda's music. Unusual huh? There is something about African music and dance.....
As Lucky Dube once sang, " I am going back, back to my roots, ...
"African Music-My Roots"
The sound of African music resonates within my soul, no matter where I may in the world. Upon hearing the sound of African music, I am shifted and drafted back home like a lost solider who has found his way home once again
Azonto music makes me want to jump up and off my seat, reach out and skip to the tune of the beat; I become less inhibited and oblivious to my surroundings. So much so, I yearn to reconnect to people - anyone with the same rhythm beating through their heart
Kwaito makes me want to slow my pace a bit, to enable my body to loop and wind to the beats, and to appreciate the soul within the music
My inhibitions are wiped away, and replaced with a sense of pride and belonging
African music reminds me of the laughter of my father and echoes of his voice. Takes me back to times when we drove for miles on end, with tapes on rewind playing in the background to Lucky Durby, Brenda Fassie, the list is endless
I feel a spiritual connection to African music & Dance, that resonates deep within the core of my soul
I am reminded that my bones within my body were not made from lazy bones, neither is my spine fragile nor brittle - rather a fortitude meant to dance to the tune of African Music
African Music makes me smile, laugh, and emotional, so much I want to hug random strangers along the way- from all nations in order for them to feel the spirit within me
As I walk, my strides are transformed and rejuvenated into gracefulness and feelings of pride and reconnection to my nubian ancestors
Their spirits move me through music, so much so I want to dance, as though I have just downed multiple triple shots of espresso
I am reconnected and teleported back physically and emotional to the roots of my ancestors
The beats of the music make me want to dance with my shoes off, so I can feel the surface in order to reconnect with my ancestors spirits
The motion and stamps of my feet onto the ground vibrate and shutter the ground like an earthquake breaking through barriers and beyond across the seas towards my roots;
I am once again reconnected to me and my people
I hear their echoes through the music calling out to me, shifting me emotionally and gravitating me towards their powerful force through dance
I hear you, feel you, through music
Days and years may go without listening or dancing to African music, but that does not matter. I am rooted to the rhythm, which seats in waiting like a lion ready to pounce and jump out in defence; only my defence and stance is flexible and always ready to embrace the music and dance
Reminds me again that these feet, legs, arms, belly, waist and the rest of my body were meant to move and shake off and to my god given talent
There is something about African, African dance, African Music which inspire me into aspiration to be more and do more in this world l; after-all you are my mother Africa
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