By Nimusiima
Admittedly, it is always delightful to marvel at a song that brings to fore everything Ugandan. I am happy to be Ugandan and, here, I am happy to listen to this kind of track. It introduces the talents of Sam Kimera, an extremely talented lad. But the song opens up with a feminine voice, tender and sweet, crooning the national anthem. No one has ever made the national anthem sound so sexy like that girl. You raise up on your feet privately and mumble to it.
Sam Kimera, thereafter, falls in. You will miss him, which is understandable. Because Sam Kimera raps like Ruyonga. You will mistake him to be Ruyonga. You will scratch your head, but it is alright. He is not bad. He is good, and his lines are creatively put. The song gathered a bunch of rappers who are distraught by the state of affairs in our nation, like, corruption. Benezeri will come through and deliver his two cents and exit the stage for fast-rising gospel artiste called Levixone. He sounds exactly the way he sounds in all his songs. The unbridled energy. The pomp. The ability to own the song. And he is up the races, high-spirited.
I love what is deemed a chorus in this song. The soothing voice that hums in the background, still singing the national anthem and reminding you that, yes, you’re Ugandan and you should smack your chest in self-belief. The song, also, sees Mun*G spitting his fleeting verses that equally take fleeting micro-blogging seconds. It then culminates into a Ruyonga verse that acts as the cul-de-sac, the proverbial last stanza to a love song. He nails it, as the youthful lingua puts it. This is a good song, regardless of it bordering on the politics. It brings freshness on board.
Listen to the song below:
