I read only today of the death in December, aged 63 after a decade of illness, of the irreplaceable Remmy Ongala. I went home and played this stupendously good album, and wanted to recommend it to as many people as I could.
Remmy recorded this one in 1989, and it`s almost 70 minutes of mounting excitement, ebullience and scintillating musical transcendence. I`ve only heard a few of Remmy`s albums - and only those on the Realworld label - but this is the one that sounds the most perfectly realised, the most representative of the man`s lyrical concerns and musical brilliance. It`s exultant music, each track lasting no less than 5 to 9 minutes, time enough for the musicians to weave their colourful webs of glorious joy, with Remmy singing his heart out. And oh, those guitars...!
This wonderful man didn`t acquire the worldwide reputation he deserved, never as famed as, say, Fela Kuti or Youssou N`Dour. He said his music was not only to make people dance but also to think, and his lyrics (summarised in the sleevenotes) are indeed thoughtful, as well as witty, and invariably on the side of the underdog. Remmy was a true man of the people, and one can hear this in his music, even while not understanding the words. You know when someone is singing from the heart to the heart. In fact, he wrote about topics that upset the powers that be in his adopted Tanzania - including a plea to men to use condoms, a stance certain African leaders might do well do adopt.
If you want to hear what the music of East Africa can sound like, get hold of this uplifting, beautifully recorded CD, clear a space - you`ll want to dance - and play as loud as you can get away with.
RIP Remmy.