Before chancing on a random torrent a few weeks back, I had
heard none of this music, and the artist name of Lágbájá was new to me. But I am now a fan and, out of the selection
available to me for listening and study, these are the 26 tracks which hit me
the best and the sweetest and the most serious.
Here’s what I have learned:
Our most effective English translation of the Yoruba
“lágbájá” would be “anonymous”. Lagos-born
Bisade Ologunde adopted it as his name on behalf of the faceless and voiceless,
and performs in a mask to underline his identification as: 'The man without a face who speaks for the people without a voice'.
Like his old friend Fela Kuti, he presents political and
social comment using a colloquial urban blend of English and Yoruba, adding costumes
and production design that make connections to the ancient tradition of Egungun
– the ancestral spirits who guide the people towards peace and truth.
The music uses singers and western horns, with guitars and
keyboards, over a central percussion ensemble of traditional drums, and mixes
traditional Yoruba music with Afro-pop styles of juju, west-coast high-life, and
Fela’s afro-beat, all blended together with large dollops of funk and jazz.
Also like Fela, Lágbájá plays saxophone – only much better.
(Thankfully.)
(Thankfully.)
And I greatly respect and appreciate the triumph of
Yoruba roots and the rhythm culture of interlocking interdependence over the
simplifying tendencies of western pop, and how – even in his most contemporary
incarnations of Quincy-Jones-standard modernity – the traditional remains
central. “Konko Below” for example,
which I think for some reason might be the most recent track here, is one which
flirts easily with a style cliché or two out of rap/R&B convention, yet
still it is impossible to deny the Yoruba drums pulsing at its heart.
But it seems as if the current ascendancy of the hip-hop
aesthetic, driven by the rise of Naija nu-stars like 9ice or 2 Face Idibia or
Terry G, may have re-cast the masked-one now as old-hat. A musicologically principled distance from
the more faddishly en vogue currents,
together with his pecuniary frustrations over the encroachments of technology
and free-downloading, might help explain why he seems to have released little
these days.
With performance success in Ghana, France, Brazil and
Britain, a chance for the international market that all African artistes hunger
for, and an AllMusic.com biography which has him “based in Manhattan”, he has been subject to critique based on an
expatriate absence which he denies, claiming to be always home in Lagos where -
also vaguely reminiscent of Fela - he has a club.
There is YouTubery under the same name.
You should check it out.
You should check it out.
Lazz’s
Lágbájá Collection (at a dissatisfying mixture of low and lower kbps, but the brilliance of the music still shines through)
187.2 MB
https://mega.co.nz/#!WVAB3a4A!B9o3vg9Kh9Xai6MIPD-Q1IMQEyooh6y5zwQJUGnHkio
187.2 MB
https://mega.co.nz/#!WVAB3a4A!B9o3vg9Kh9Xai6MIPD-Q1IMQEyooh6y5zwQJUGnHkio





