By Nimusiima
I notice that we are living with great talents, but only tend to flaunt a deaf ear, or stifle a blind eye. Guys who can sing and you feel your soul sneak out from your pores. Guys whose voices can make you giddy with admiration. And Kimera is one of them. Maybe he is largely underrated and his seemingly spectacular talents haven’t seen the limelight other bubblegum artistes tend to see. If you listen to Gwe Wange, something springs up in your mind. You wonder where Kimera has been all this long when you choked with awful music. He is talented. And his voice is terrifyingly melodic, you might be tempted to award him the most-good voiced male you have ever listened to. Like, you can be tempted to rubbish Ed Sheeran and Maurice Kiryas of this world and hand over the crown to Kimera.
Gwe Wange will rob your heart. It will slice up your emotions. It will serenade you into a lone sojourn. Kimera’s bewitching voice comes alive in this. He is a crooner, his voice takes an octave and he sings with ease, which makes him stand out of the hordes. The song is somewhat tender, something that spills off lazily and reinvigorates your life. The instrumentation will undoubtedly work for you and rob you of your innocence, only in a good way. Sometimes you have to let the song take the wheel and ease yourself in the backseat. Gwe Wange is a lamentation of a love-struck soul assuring his woman that she is his, that she is the mother of his children. Imagine that being sung in a good way which Kimera sings. Bliss. World, I introduce to you, Kimera.
Listen to the song below: