|SAM LOCO EFE|
I look back at the long evenings spent with Uncle Sam Loco in front of his chalet as he drank copious amounts of Gulder and told me stories of his growing years in Abakiliki. Can ever forget me trying to play my guitar and Uncle Justus Esiri fresh from intimidating and unfortunate neophyte director trying to recall his music playing days in Germany. It was in this sleepy town that i met Uncle Pete Eneh for the first time. It was in this town that I lost Nnamdi Eze. Here I met a girl that became my muse Vanessa Nzediegwu. Here I discovered the undying love and Kindness of a good man like Cajetan Obi. I can't call all the names and give a list of all the beautiful and sad things that happened to me in Enugu.
This morning, i woke up and found out that Uncle Sam is gone, same with Uncle Justus, same with Pete Eneh, same with Pat Edeh, same with Nnamdi Eze, Kenneth Egbuna, and myraid other artistes who invested the world with their exceptional talents. I look around me and i ask myself who is left.
I am not able to go on for their is too much to say but i tell you my colleague, lets wake up and build back this beautiful thing we gave birth to before it becomes a monster and destroys us all.