How do you know when it is time to move on? How do you know when you have done all that you can and nothing you do from now will change anything? Someone whom you used to think you couldn’t live without, their grave looks just like any another now. Maybe the memory of their...
Author: Vus Ngxande
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Nelson Makamo: The Art of Business
In Art To see Nelson Makamo’s work is to bear witness to brush strokes that carry life like energy and vibrancy. It is to instantly remember some of the fondest memories of your childhood. As one avid fan of his work once described it, ‘his work is like the sound of the ice cream truck coming...
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Marvin Kinda Guy: Muziwethu Mtshali aka Tha Muzik …
Victor Hugo once said, ‘all the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come‘. In the South Africa of circa 2015, something powerful has come. An idea that had been thought to be a foregone myth, yet one that has risen up and left shook the very foundations...
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Marvin Kinda Guy: Tebogo Moalusi …
It is very difficult to pin down what exactly it means to be a modern man in 2015. The definitions are broad, varied and quite subjective yet so specific as to almost make a him a creature of myth. But what is ubiquitous with these checklists is a trait every man must possess: self-definition. Even the...
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Social Media and the Black Identity …
History has made being black into a ‘thing’. A polarising existence that seems to be perpetually at odds, to be defended, to be questioned, to be probed and to be constantly (self)aware all the while wrapped up in stereotypes. The black body has long served as a canvas on which some of the darkest moments of human existence...
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Dj Kenzhero: The Reluctant King …
Dj Kenzhero seems to defy the gravitational pull of a treacherous and fickle entertainment industry. His presence is so solid that it is difficult to imagine the music scene without him. He seems to occupy an entire league of dj’ing all by himself which, all the while he maintains a mystery that is starkly contrasted by his sets which...
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Standing On The Bridge (Part 3)
I and she had never met in real life. We had no common friends, I tried in vain to track her down. But there was nothing but silence. I played our conversation over and over again in my head. Trying to find her again in the words, this stranger who had trusted me with her...
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Standing On The Bridge (Part 2)
I remember trying to summon everything that I had ever heard, read, seen or been told about depression. Heck, as we spoke I was straight up Googling stuff. But, very quickly, all of that fell away. It hit me that there was nothing I could learn quickly enough for it to have any impact on...
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Standing On The Bridge (Part 1) …
A week ago, a random comment on a seemingly random Facebook status lead to a conversation via inbox between myself and a Facebook friend. We’ve never met before and our interaction was based on our common interests has creatives. It was a lengthy conversation that started out as ordinary laments about daily strife. But, at...
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It Was A Mistake …
STORY I You’ve been chilling and kicking it with your friend at his spot. Telling stories and talking bs like normal adult men do. A little sip of something iced, a little sniff of something white, now there’s ‘a dragon pumping in your veins’. Maybe it was a dare, maybe a bet about who has...