Monday, December 31, 2012

Pop Rock Soul and Jara album

Pop Rock Soul and Jara album

Hey all! Just to remind you that my album came out on christmas day! Would appreciate your love and support!

Sunday, November 11, 2012

losing my glasses...letting go

So today, I went to the beach. My earliest beach memories include my dad and my mum taking us out with beach mats, drinks and sandwiches. It was fun Then I grew up and it was cooler to go with friends. And then I just stopped going. The beach seems like a place you go when you have a party. Not 'just because'. But 'just because' I did, today, with my colleagues from #NGT. It was so much fun. Wore a yellow dress, wore a hat, wore sandals, took pictures, held a novel, bought some drinks, had some laughs. And stood by the water. Now it would have ended with just that, but I saw people like Thomas and Dieter and Lanre and Yemi pushing the boundaries and enjoying the waves. And I wanted to experience that. So I asked Thomas to hold me as I went a little further. O my! The rush when the waves hit you. But the assurance you have knowing someone is holding you and keeping you from falling in. Like how God holds us and we really should stop panicking. God has got you my friend. So the one big wave came and soaked me. And someone asked, "tosyn, where are your glasses?". And I realised, they were gone with the waves. We did make a spirited effort to look for them. But yeah right. Bye Bye companion. Got those glasses on New Year's Day. At the Children's section cos my old pair had been broken the night before. And I wore them since then and never got a spare. Now I am home (and hiding from my mum who's mad at me for getting soaked seeing as I am ill), and wearing some old pair I found which works a little well for my short sightedness but not for my astigmatism. So it's back to me seeing the world as it slopes. I really wish I could screen capture how my eyes see things at this moment. Bye red glasses, you served me well. But hello the best ten minutes of my day. I feel alive!

Saturday, November 3, 2012

This is Your life.. Are you who YOU want to be?

So, Tonto Dikeh released two new singles a few weeks ago. Now she trended and reportedly got over a million downloads. And some think, all for the wrong reasons.
At work, my colleagues and i loved dancing to 'High'. Tope, one of my colleagues, knew all the lyrics within an hour of us putting the song on repeat.
Like i said, Europe, Glo sticks, Alcohol, 4am, Club, and that song would sell out.
I like it.

But this post isn't even about the song per se. It is about those who have balls and those who don't.

Now so many people got angry, but it occurred to me that some of those who were angry probably would never fight for their own material the way Tonto calmly released her song, overlooked the hate and kept going on.
Some people stay at home and knock themselves down in advance by thinking of what people would or would not say.
They want to model but on twitter there are so many jokes about how everyone is a model these days, so they never work on their portfolio. They are good writers but instead of opening a blog, they listen to people laugh at bloggers and how suddenly everyone owns a blog. (re: blogs. It is okay for EVERYONE to own a blog. That is what a blog is all about. It is like an online diary. I don't get why all the fuss.)

My point is, sometimes we spend so much time knocking ourselves down that there is no need for anyone else to do it for us.
And for me, i pray i can truly say, this is my life, this is who i want to be.
Not some times, but ALL the time.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012


Where Were You?

Where were you when the skies came down
When the lights went out
When we lost hope and traded it for fear

Where were you when their cries went up
When our tears dried out
When our faith tried to walk out the door

Did you feel guilty you were alive
Were you ashamed to eat
Did your world fall apart

Where were you when we lost ourselves
When we hurt ourselves
When everything we were holding on to melted away

Did you wonder about their final thoughts
Pray about their final moments
Refuse to put up a black square 
Afraid to say the words lest you made them final

Where were you when the skies fell down