Dada Emienkamo – Thank you Daddy

“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.”―Plato

Music is a major part of my life, it is my elixir for happy, sad, anxious, romantic or depressed moments, it is a soothing balm for my ever restless soul.

When I think about it, my life is actually a music reel, because there’s always a song that captures the different phases of my life. From listening to Mushin to Mohits with my then boyfriend, to discovering Passenger and the joys of alternative music genre with another, or walking the streets of Lagos blasting the JayZ’s Encore, my life’s story can be narrated in songs.

I think music in itself is healing. It’s an explosive expression of humanity. It’s something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we’re from, everyone loves music.” ― Billy Joel

I have been blessed to find solace in music. The darkest moments of my life were navigated by the light of specific sounds. Spontaneous worship for that time I felt God didn’t like me and had abandoned me, to my “wallow in your feelings” playlist for the time my heart got broken, I have always found a song or genre to anchor my feelings and just let go.

When people tell me they don’t care for music, other than intense horror and an instant suspicion, I generally feel sad for them. Not knowing the joys of jazz or the waist whining power of soukous, or the heart pumping vibes of Afrobeats… ah I don’t want that kind of life o!

“Music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without.” ― Confucius.

My love for music was birthed by my father, he had an immense love for music. From music video cassettes, to tapes and CDs, from pop to RnB, to highlife, to reggae, he had a voracious appetite for music and it was contagious.

I owe my love for music (and movies) to this man who once forfeited his precious “high tech” CD player for me while I listened to melancholic music almost everyday (I was a proper emo without the outfit🤣🤦🏾‍♀️).

Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies.” ― Edward Bulwer-Lytton

I look forward to the day when I too will pass on this love to my children and tell them of their grandfather’s love for this magical land.So today, as I rediscover the sounds of Rex Jim Lawson, Sir Shina Peters and Oliver De Coque, I raise a glass to Tonye ― my father, my one-time DJ, and the one who handed me my first map to this magical world called music.

Dada Emienkamo, thank you Daddy. Rest well🌻🌻🌻🌻

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