Music is a pivotal part of our societies. It beautifies happy moments such as weddings, makes lighter sad times such as funerals or helps us overcome the fear of a cold shower on a freezing winter morning.
Everyone wants to be part of it, somewhere, somehow, and it seems it does not matter how good oneâ€™s vocal chords areâ€”we all want to sing!
This is why, even without a proper grasp of the lyrics or masterly of the pitch, most of us embark on â€˜braveâ€™ journeys exploring the verses and bridges our music gurus have ridden upon to glory.
Golden oldies remember Kalimbaâ€™s Sometimes I Wonder which, handled by â€˜bathroom artistsâ€™, notoriously became Nsabwe Zawanda.
Michael Jacksonâ€™s Donâ€™t Stop â€˜Till You get Enough evolved into Afuta kwaya, fudu kontena, ukampatse tselira!
Â Back home, one thinks of the E-Wallet music competition that attracts names from far and wide.Â
Both the talent and â€˜talentsâ€™ go through rigorous sieving processes until the deserving get dully rewarded.
A few years back, I attended an E-Wallet audition in Blantyre and the fun was not only in seeing aspirants dressed like wild geese hunters, wanting their share of the microphone.
Well, here was this giant of a young man towering over the microphone, sporting almost a yearâ€™s worth of a beard that gave him a rough, harshly muscular appearance. From my little lip-reading experience, I noticed the judges exchange expectations, one of them so sure here was Malawiâ€™s Luciano Paravotti about to take off on a splendid music journey.
But what escaped from the big manâ€™s huge mouth was a hapless pitch even too small for a nursery school girl! An ant in a lionâ€™s jacket!
And when he got to sing, the judges got more entertainment than bargained for:
The guy settled for a rendition of Lucius Bandaâ€™s Mudzawafunaâ€”a number so popular in the late 1990s.
He went: Â â€˜Amayi akulira, alephera sukuluâ€¦â€
Are you dating E-Wallet live shows this year?