Tuesday, 3 January 2012

She is music

All my life and everyday , every time i turn on my music i cant help it but wonder what i would do without it . Took my time and made a date with my soulful self and realised i am nothing without music . Its always there to give me that little loving to make my day worth a while.

Since childhood we were all fortunate enough to be exposed to it , from church to the tavern down the road , from the ever ongoing rhythm of our radio to the our TV sets music became part of our lives. A friendship of no conditions and terms , a partnership of a priceless value music was there when we needed it .

Its all a matter of trust , trust we invested in our records , vinyls , cassettes ... Yes we evolved through technology but the rhythm never evolved it just got clearer , it got louder , it got more musical.

Music is who we are , from the drums of cow skin our forefathers made to the songs they sang , music was there it maybe in clubs but it is still spiritually up lifting our brothers and sisters in church. Music knows no boundaries , music knows no race , knows no cultures music knows no politics , bless you all who categorised music , bless you all who gave music colour , bless you all who disrespectfully used music for your evil deeds .

Music is my mother because in her i got life , in her i saw where i come from , music is my brother because in him i get inspiration , in him i see my future. Music is my sister because in her I'm motivated , in her i see hope . Music is who i am because i know without it I'm nothing in this complicated world.

You reading this might not realise how God loves us to give us this piece of art called music . You may not realise how God made a blind man to paint this lovely portrait called music .

I salute you my messengers of music , i respect your all your works , yes you the artists from all types of genre , without you music would be a secret that a few would only dare to try. God bless you and your talents you deserve to be crowned kings and queens .

As we all go back to our different types of music i would like us to take a moment of silence to honour those legends and unknown soldiers that passed on in the gospel of music.

RESPECT music. RESPECT life . RESPECT art .

Message of the day : lets all stop piracy and support the spread of good music. Allow yourself to listen to any kind of music because if God made it we should appreciate it

track of the day : with no limits listen to your favourite song and share with the next person .

20ishh ....

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

My Music

Music is my rhythmic story;
Each song, a new chapter in my life.
Music is who I am;
With great rhythm and style.
Music is how I live;
To the beat of my own drum.
When things have got me down,
My music turns that frown.
And when I hit a bad note,
I remember that nobody's perfect.
Be it Rhythm and Blues to croon my blues away
Or Soul to make my soul feel again,
I know my music will always have my back.
Be it Hip Hop to make me hop
Or pop which never makes me stop,
One thing is for certain,
My music will always be my best friend.
Music is my rhythmic story,
With music in my life there's no need to worry.

Friday, 28 October 2011


When we lay quitely to our dreams..
The mother of the night comes after a while
  to shine her warm love onto us..
So that we will never get lost in the dark..
 we love you for that mother nature..

Monday, 17 October 2011

I am music

I am i am the rhythm to your life
I am your symphony that grace you 
 with breathe to your lungs
I am that Harmony that flows under
your skin and bleed nothing but  the orchestra
I am the strings that play you a lullaby to your dreams
I am the keys that dry up all your sorrow
I am music

Monday, 26 September 2011

Letters To My Ex

Dear Ex
I hate that we had to say goodbye,
I promised myself I wouldn't cry.
Well, I managed not to,
Although I think I'm really gonna miss you.

Dear Ex
Last night I dreamt about you,
Hope you dreamt about me too.
I don't mean to cuss,
But damn, I fucking miss us.

Dear Ex
Today I couldn't help but cry.
I know I said I wouldn't but I was indenial.
The pain beats at my chest like a bass drum,
While the rest of my body remains completely numb.

Dear Ex
I cannot accept the fact that we're apart.
The pain continues to deepen into my heart.
I've been trying to keep steady,
But my heart is too heavy.

Dear Ex
I hate having to call you Ex,
With me; it seems like I'll never have a next.
I just thought I'd write you this to let you know
that I'll always love you.
Hope you feel the same way too.

Death took them all

This poem is dedicated to my late cousin/brother Promise Maenetja and my aunt(Rakgadi) Mokgatsane Maenetja: 3 girls girls who were murdered cold blooded at makhubiding village,  and to 6 merensky pupils who died in a car accident. May the heavenly gates be opened for them..

Some broke down to their knees.
Some angered their way out of this grief but it led them to infinite sorrow.
Some fell down carelessly fighting the feeling within
the feeling that burns our hurt to dust.
Now we sing ashes to ashes and dust to dust;
we ate life
Oh yes we ate it all and we throw away the crust
with a mind of immortality.
Oh yes we drunk all the happiness and sadness of the world
till we couldn't drink nor drink no more.

I stood by them;
firmly i tried to restrain my hunting's.
They cried all their tears till the root of their tears broke
well  literally it did for they cried salty tears,
I smile with my watery eyes
in the remembrance of you,
i think about you every passing day
Why did you let death overcome you why??

Silently i cried out my grief in the deepest pit in my heart:
the pain strikes harder than thunder and quicker than lightning.
I am again crying carelessly cause of this segregate,
it runs inside and through my body and penetrate
Yes that's the pain of loosing you.

When we were young you used to wrap me around
with, comforting words and unwrap my sadness away
with, your comforting smile
They don't know do they?
with their face of criticism,
i doubt that they even know how special are you to me
I'll forever cherish our memories till kingdom com


Hi friends

The brain is undoubtedly the most exquisite human organ . It is so remarkable that one can become so confused in understanding how it actually operates. Since birth its been working non stop ,helping us go through each day . It is still a big mystery of how it manages to work while we are sleeping. People call it dreams but i think its the brain relaxing and stretching that's why we get rather unusual visuals.

One of the things that is mind boggling is the ability of the brain to have a storing space that when we reflect back we call them memories. How the brain chooses to save these events is still an unanswered question. The memories we have are all stored specifically according to class . Amongst these classes we have the common ones which are Good and Bad .

Surely Gos is the master engineer , i mean each one of us have the best memories that we treasured and will always Cherish forever. Isn't it amazing how all these good memories can bring the best out of us in the present life. Think about it ,you always get a smile when you think about the good times you had. That will brighten your day .

Every little thing that happens in our lives big or small that has an impact on us will go down the brain as a memory and through the experience of the ever hard working brain the memory will be kept safe . The bigger the intensity of the memory the greater the time it will remain in the brain .

This clearly explains why we tend to remember the best times and the worst times in our lives. How can you forget that day you made your parents proud , how can you forget the first day you met that special somebody , how can you forget it if it had that great impact.

Same goes to hard times , through the pain that we endured during difficult times the brain also grasps the things that it encounters. Whether we want to remember the scenes or words the brain will still do as it was built for . The brain can pose a great weapon and protect us from many life's difficult challenges. Going to school and still thinking about your loved ones ..oh don't forget the birthdays and your anniversaries.
At the end of the day it is made crystal clear that the brain will always store our memories being good or bad ,funny or sad , scary or awkward the brain still remains the storage .

What we need to do is to feed our brain with good memories by always trying to adapt to the safe side of life , doing what we love and what makes us happy . Yes bad things will surely happen but with all the good memories that you will have even the brain wont have time for sad memories.

Message of the day : keep well , do what you love , live free , enjoy your life ..memories will tell you if you did the right or wrong things.

Track of the day : DJ Rocco -memories