Music is a gift. Music is a talent. Music is a powerful tool that ought to be respected. Making music is not for everybody.
As far as this song is concerned, Bad Black has proved that she is better at making the “other music” with thrusting beats at the wet junction. She could be so accustomed to “making music” while facing upwards or on her fours like man’s best friend so she could have confused the two and decided to put her experience to inappropriate use.
Devoid of tact, “Nkyamuka” opens with the most depressing opening lines. She drags her voice with profound rigidity like an angry yet coy and starved house wife mopping up splashes from a premature ejaculation. The rough texture of her voice irritated the delicate and soft texture of the warmth of the wand that chases away the cold.
On the first listen, I thought there was some fly trapped by a spider or a moaning toad in the neighborhood. On a closer listen actually, it’s a “song”. I thought it was a kindergarten piece of music. I stopped again. The song went on. I had landed on Bad Black’s first recorded song!
With lyrics probably written under the guidance of a starved house wife, the choice of the lyrics is nothing but a blatant unromantic request for sex on a day with seething heat. Actually it was written to sound like a ” love song”.
She praises her man for turning her on whenever she’s with him. The entire song rotates around that praise of her ability to get horny. In a part of the song she says ,“I love you baby. For you am ever ready, ready”.
However the song does not sound romantic at all and neither does her voice. There is an empty feeling in her voice. She seems unconvinced by her own ideas!
To add salt to injury, the producer crafted the most inappropriate beat! The dump drum beats that gives the song its pace, lands with a loud thud like feaces announcing its arrival at the bottom of the pit. It progresses on and on painting a picture of a diarrhoeal attack!
Overall if “Nkyamuka” is to be a praise song to an impotent man, he would limp even after swallowing Viagra. This song should be roundly ignored. Free us from bad music. This is Bad Black’s first recorded song nobody should tell you otherwise. You heard it here first!
Listen to the song below.
Staff Writer
