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Beautiful golden statue of the grand master (12th Oct 2019 will be 30 years since he died)

Nzinga

Nzinga

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With his beloved Gibson guitar

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According to Africans, the incomparable greatness of the grandmaster was due to sorcery, and
so today, and his mansion, in Limete, the incomparable music of TP OK plays every night even
though, everyone, including his 19 children (18 women and 1 man), have refused to live there
 
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Cherche une maison a louer pour moi cheri (=get a rental house for me darling)


Find a house for rent
remove me from where I stay
every person who knows me
can know it is my place

I see you are a little jealous
of the people you find (me with)
Find me a new address
I swear you will not find (them)

Do as a man does
remove me from where I live
make me stay at your place
remove me from where I live
it will be a little more respectful

Stop the petty jealousies
I agree to stay at your place
If I stay at your place
no person will bother me

The fault is not mine
this whole past, where have you been?

Forget all that has abounded
Drink water and calm your heart
whatever woman you want
you will not give to another person

Control your heart
If we stay (together)
I will forget about them
 
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The social commentary of Luambo



Sang by Madilu System: written and arranged by the Grand Master who provided
the running commentary in the song

1) Intro
marriage oh, marriage eh
marriage oh, marriage ha ha ho ho yo yo
marriages we marry in Kinshasa eh eh
marriages we marry in the world eh eh eh
Um
You like a woman, she has doubts
You liked her since the first time you saw her
She is unaware eh eh
You’d approach a woman, she is in doubts
You liked her since the first time you saw her
She is unaware eh eh
Eh eh

[Trivia: Madilu System was 37 years old when Franco died in 1989]

2) Luambo
Woman realize it later
If you liked her
The gestures she made for you
She will realize it later
When you are taken
Love sent to the world by God
The heart chooses
The heart rejects
After rejection, you fold your hands
Eh eh
Eh eh ye ye yeeee


3) Madilu
On the wedding day
The family give invitations away
Women will come to look at
The woman that you marrying
Men will come to look at
The woman that the man is marrying
Eh eh
The family give invitations away
Women will come to look at
The woman that you marrying
Men will come to look at
The woman that the man is marrying
Eh eh
Eh eh ye ye yeeee
Um


4) Franco
On the wedding day, I think we invite people
To come assist us, to advise us, to shake our hands
Madilu, the ones you named
Come to cause trouble
Men come to admire the woman
Women come to admire the man
They will then add okra to their relationship
Eh eh
Eh eh ye ye yeeee
Um

5) Madilu
I searched for dilemma
Shame on me, Madilu oh SYstem oh
My first rejection came as a shock
I shaked and rationalized
Eh eh
My first rejection came as a shock
I shaked and rationalized
Eh eh
Eh eh ye ye yeeee

6) Madilu
She rejected me
She didn’t want a married man
She wants one of her own
One whom she can see every morning
Watch him when he is preparing for work
She refused to have a man who
Will have to be gone by 10pm
Be gone by 12am
Be gone by 2am
I begged her from the bottom of my heart
This is what she told me
She doesn’t want to date a married man
Because she is so jealous
I tried to give her money
She said
You are trying to set me up
Keep it, I’ll take next time
Eh eh ye ye yeeee
Um

Instrumental

7) Madilu
One thing that surprises me
After a woman separates with her husband
She will find a female friend
A friend with street credibility
Eh eh
After a woman separates with her husband
She will find a female friend
A friend with street credibility
Eh eh
Eh eh ye ye yeeee



8) Franco
Madilu, I am surprised
When a woman is newly divorced
She will find a mature friend
One who has lived up her life
She will lead her in all directions
She will take her to venues where guys go
She will take her to all bars
If she turns left; she will also make her turn left
If right; she will also go right
If they have to stop; she will also stop
The sun burning
Rain pouring all over her
Even when she is called, she doesn’t care
She is still a married woman
They have a short break
They can always fix their issues with her husband



9) Madilu
Wedding oh wedding
In a short time
The couple is torn apart
The woman is now in the hand of the guests
The mand is now married to an inadequate woman
Eh eh
The woman is now in the hand of the guests
The man is now married to an inadequate woman
Eh eh
Eh eh ye ye yeeee

10) Franco
Madilu, I am surprised (system)
On the wedding day
Guests bring presents in envelopes
When we arrived home
We opened these envelopes
We found their addresses in the envelopes
Even addresses of close friends
What have I done to them?
I called them so that we can have a good time together
They did okra to me
Eh eh ye ye yeeee


11) Madilu
The question that I ask
Three women together is drama
They have to be two for them to get along
Eh eh
Three women together is drama
They have to be two for them to get along
Eh eh
Eh eh ye ye yeeee

12) Luambo Makiadi
Even if they are three
Even if they are two,
They are full of gossips
Gossips about each other, insults and hatred
If you question them,
It is often a simple issues
So simple to the point where a child can judge it
 
vintage Luambo....






English:
1) Massu, we used to spend time together.
It was three of us.
We knew about each others business.
Why did we split?
Gossiping was enormous among us.

Lingala:
1) Massu tozalaki ko tambola eh.
Tozalaki misato na groupe.
Toyebanaki manso ya mokili.
To kabwanaki po na nini eh.
Matongi elekaki biso mbeka eh.


English
2) Massu, we used to spend time together.
It was three of us.
We knew about each others business.
Why did we split?
Gossiping was enormous among us.

Lingala:
2) Massu tozalaki ko tambola eh.
Tozalaki misato na groupe.
To yebanaki manso ya mokili.
To kabwanaki po na nini eh.
Matongi elekaki biso mbeka eh.



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English:
3) Massu, we used to spend time together.
You invented issues on my behalf.
Pointless issues(without head legs)
You lied to that woman.
Massu, examine the people that you are insulting.

Lingala:
3) Massu tozalaki ko tambola na yo.
O inventele nga nde makambo.
Makambo ezanga moto na makolo.
Okumbisi nga ngambo epayi ya mwasi ya ngana eh.
Massu, talaka bato yo oko finga eh.

English:
4) Massu, we used to spend time together.
You invented issues on my behalf.
Pointless issues(without head legs)
You lied to that woman.
Massu, examine the people that you are insulting.

Lingala:
4) Massu tozalaki ko tambola na yo.
O inventele nga nde makambo.
Makambo ezanga moto na makolo.
Okumbisi nga ngambo epayi ya mwasi ya ngana eh.
Massu, talaka bato yo oko finga eh.

Instrumental

English:
5) Gossip is what separated us..
Gossip is what separated us.
If I meet somebody.
She’ll ask me what did he give me.
She’ll ask me what did I cook yesterday.
She’ll ask me what did I put on yesterday.
She’ll ask me what is his favorite colour.
Massu, examine the person that you are insulting.

Lingala:
5) Eloko ebomaki bo kamarade kaka songi songi.
Eloko ebomaki bo kamarade kaka songi songi.
Soki na zui ya ngai moto.
Ako tuna ngai, apesi ngai nini.
Ako tuna ngai, lobi na lambaki nini.
Ako tuna ngai, lobi na lataki nini.
Ako tuna ngai, couleur ya mobali nini.
Massu, talaka moto yo oko tonga eh.

English:
6) These kinds of issues are the reason behind our separation.
These kinds of issues are the reason behind our separation.
You talk about somebody, you associate my name to it.
You insult somebody, you associate my name to it.
You laugh at somebody, my name is included.

Lingala:
6) Eloko ebomaki bo kamarade kaka makambo eh ya motindo yahi.
Eloko ebomaki bo kamarade kaka makambo eh ya motindo yahi.
Otonga moto eh, otiya ngai na kati.
Ofinga moto eh, otiya ngai na kati.
Oseka moto eh, kombo na ngai na kati.

English:
7) If you are questioned about it,
You start lying.
Massu, examine the person you are talking about.

Lingala:
7) Soki ba tuni yo,
obandi nayo ko yangana eh.
Massu, talaka moto yo oko tonga.
 
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Vintage grand master, social commentator non-nonpareil; The translation by the Kenyan who posted
are approximately correct..

 
Simply_Black said:
Niccah why are you so damn aggressive. I'm not trying to start a beef with you.... I'm simply saying that's your opinion. Isn't it?
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you called me a nigga; you came into my commemorative thread to offer your snide,
uninformed and unwanted opinion...I need neither your participation nor your
backhanded sarcasm.................... So just go away.. There are threads of your own little
and insignificant musicians which are pinned for months on end, that garner hundreds,
if not thousands of replies, that I know to stay out of. So please, again, just go away
 
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Nzinga said:
you called me a nigga; you came into my commemorative thread to offer your snide,
uninformed and unwanted opinion...I neither need your particiapation nor your
backhanded sarcastic opinions. So just go away.. There are threads of your own little
and insignificant musicians which are pinned for months on end, that garner hundreds,
if not thousands of replies, that I know to stay out of. So please, again, just go away
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:rolleyes:

OK bitch, I'll leave you and your mediocre music thread alone.
 
Simply_Black said:
:rolleyes:

OK bitch, I'll leave you and your mediocre music thread alone.
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Mediocre? As compared to whom? The so-called music you now listen to does have a single note
played on a real string, and is usually based on samples of old music. In the history of the music
that has been played in your culture, never once has anyone played polymelodies or polyrythms.
The structure of the music is so simple, it is always the one thing you can hear, usually defined
by a bass guitar. No just go away. You do not know what a sebene is, your vocal patterns are simple;

I do not suffer fools; You may call yourself "Simply black" and have an avatar of someone in
African colours, but be sure that I have no problem adding you to my long ignore list. You
are like many of your kind who are arrogant, and think they know better, when everyone knows
that they know nothing.
 
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A song that was painful for the grandmaster to sing. It was composed by his
young brother Bavon Marie Marie, who had decided to follow him into music.
At first, the grandmaster knowing the vicissitudes of the music industry strove
to dissuade his little brother from pursuing that career. When Bavon would
not relent, the grandmaster gave him musical instruments.

In 1970, the grandmaster and his orchestra were invited by the president of one
of the African countries to go there and play for him. On the charter plane, the
grandmaster was seen talking to a beautiful young woman. Upon return that woman
was at the grandmaster's house when Bavon came in, accosted his older brother,
and did the very unAfrican thing of insulting someone older than him. Bavon then
grabbed the woman, who apparently was his girlfriend, and stormed out of the
house. He got into his car, and sped away. Somewhere along the way, he u-turned,
and in the darkness of the night, drove into a parked army truck and died.

The news of the incident almost destroyed the grandmaster, who almost quit
the music business, though his hiatus would turn out to be only a year long.

Later on, when he returned, he paid hommage to his little brother by singing
one of his songs "Maseke ya meme" meaning "the horns of a ram". In the sad song,
Bavon, says that a certain family has bewitched him by burying the horns of a ram
in his front yard....As trite as this may sound to some, the matter is very profound
because the belief in witchcraft is pervasive and strong among Africans

___________
This family is full of witchcraft
Witchcraft has become like a job for them
A young man like me, they have buried a horn of a sheep in front of my yard
They have made me become very impatient
So that I will not get to marry

Where is this anger from???
Because they do not eat my money
They have removed my heart And put in a chicken heart
So that I will become greedy and finish all the men

Even witches they die
Even jujus do expire
It is even better for you to kill me
Coz I am tired, me, son of a man

These are scary words
I am scared [Above X 2]

What wealth do I have?
I do not have money,
what are we fighting for?

Witchcraft is a bad thing
Even witch doctors do die…
this world of human beings
I am crying for my life
I am not tired of living
But they want me to die

I will no longer talk
I am just waiting for death to come

What wealth do I have?
I do not have money,
What are we fighting for?

Witchcraft is a bad thing
Even witch doctors do die…this world of human beings

I am crying for my life
I am not tired of living
But they want me to die

I will no longer talk
I am just waiting for death to come
 
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A song even I had not ever heard of until right now: Leki na ngai abalukeli ngai (my younger simbling has turned on me).. This is from 40 years ago in 1979.



I am hearing this song for this first time. It features Josky (2nd from left) and Djo Mpoy (3rd left)
on the chorus, and the grandmaster on the lead vocals, and the guitar that was playing 6ths///

From left: Wuta Mayi- singer, Josky Kiambukuta-singer,Djo Mpoy Kananda-singer,
the grandmaster-singer/solo & mi-solo guitar, Kindudi Makosso-rythm guitar,
Papa Noel Nedule- Solo & mi-oslo, Ndombe Pepe-singer, Lola Checain-singer,
and this is a small section of TP OK, which sometimes had 25 men on stage at
the same time, and 10 female dancers in front

As I listen to this song, the grandmaster, acerbic social commentator nonpareil is
eviscerating ungrateful relatives ("bandeko")..Hahahahahahahahahaha

11 minutes of brilliance which close out with Josky and Djo Mpoy singing "Bandeko eh mama
bandeko eh mama, bandeko h mama mama! Bandeko balinga ndeko te" ( relatives eh mama!
relatives eh mama! relatives eh mama mama! relatives do not love a relative!)
 
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The grand master live in 1975
Bomba, bomba mabe (ngai nazalaka na mobali nayo)
"keep your badness (I am with your man)"



In the front line l-r: Wuta Mayi, Josky Kaimbukuta, Pepe Ndombe and the grandmaster
In the backline l-r: Ntoya or Pajos on drums, I canno see who is on bass, most likely Mpudi
Decca, Papa Simaro (in my signature) on rythm, Mavatiku Visi on solo, the grandmaster
on mi-solo.. and initially alone in brass section on sax, it looks like the Nigerian Ayodele Pedro,
and finally on the long striped African drums, we have Dessoin..
 
Masterclass on the 6th interval of the guitar by the grandmaster. The
song was written by his bes friend Mayaula Mayoni, and from the
mid 1970s

The singers are left to right Michel Boyimbanda, Josky Kiambukuta and Wuta Mayi

The guitarist next to the grand master seems to be his protege, Thierry Mantuika,
one of the two to have played in TP OK who could mimmick him on his beloved
6ths...

 
donwuan said:
This fool posting and commenting in his own thread all by him damn self.
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When have I ever cared about being liked by any of you? All I have been right about
is being right. I am posting the best musician to ever live. That is all that is important;

You, like the idiot before you, can hit the road as well
 
Nigga... I don't see Michael Jackson or Marvin Gaye anywhere in this thread... Fuck that boowal shit you talkin. Go scratch yo ass, boy! :smh:
 
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