You'd be surprised at how often that happens. If people tell me to sleep on it I might just forget about it altogether. Its a delightful rainy day in Stellenbosch, the long weekend's passed and the oxen hath returned from their wretched off weekends at home. While I was studying at my flat.
Ah yes, the rumour mill never sleeps and I know im about to desecrate my blog by referring to K-Fed, but he says that his album "Playing with fire" will be out sometime soon. A better name would have been "Arsonists welcome" so we can have (yet another) excuse to reduce him to a flaming mass who raps really badly about gigantic asses. Yes I still havent gotten that out of my head.
What is the thing with people giving their albums names like "dreams" and things like that? Sure we all have dreams, most of us actually dream that saps like you lot will die a distinctly un-dreamy death, but hey. If irrelevance was an illness you'd be dead anyway.
Lastly there's the South African popular music scene, of which I am ashamed (as I told Ej last night over coffee) - the main peanuts in the industry seem to think that we don't know what goes on in their boardroom (or backyard, if you listen to the synth instrumentation):
Man 1: Ok, no put Freda's face in the centre, with her name, yes in bold please.
Man 2 : don't you want try something else? it is her 28th album this year, im pretty sure...
Man 1 (turning puce) such insolence! who manages this cash cow..I mean artist, me or you?
Man 2 : you , but I was thinking, maybe trying some other font then...
Man 1 (spluttering spittle all over the other guy's face) What!? it has to be cursive!! always cursive, with the album title in smaller size CURSIVE!"
Man 2 brandishes a machete and offs the manager, thus creating a vacuum in dumb-space and ending the world as the common afrikaans consumer knows it.
Anni 
