Ode To MohBad ~ Showbiz is the business of making people happy.

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But it is also a cut throat business world.

A world of Dog eat Dog.

A world where you shine and make people shine.

But as you shine and make others shine, some also want to shine your shine and if they can’t shine your shine, they will try to dull your shine.

That is the darker side of life, but that’s just the way it is.

Primarily, many go into entertainment to make people happy.

The happier people become, the more popular you become.

And then money and other positive things might follow.

But it is not always necessarily so.

Ambivalently, the positivity of your creativity, could attract hate, envy, ego, greed, avarice and jealousy.

Such negative energy could be from peers, friends, family, fans, followers and even those you have never met in your life, but have happenstance upon your creativity.

Or those who perceive you as a threat to their own career, or the oxygen that they breathe of.

“Wettin dey do am sef?”

“Who does she think she is?”

Sometimes, if you are discerning enough, you will be able to capture the worldly and spiritual struggles of an artiste, writer, or creative person, in his lyrics, artistic reflections, or literal works.

The pain, the hurt, the fears, the doubts, joys, happiness, and at times, the victories, are all there, encoded in the creativity that the audience are ironically, enjoying.

I know.

So, when Asake is hmmmmmming :

Enemies I get them too much

It is better to get them surplus

Who no dey for you no go take off

Hmm-hmm oju t’elegan, Oju t’elegan

Ololamideasake get where ee dey come from. He knows.

But it is the ability to withstand and overcome worldly struggles and inner demons, that reflects as a shining star on your strength of character and stands you out as a fighter and a winner.

I never met MohBad and barely knew his songs (I’m more of Asake vibes), but I now realise that, OhBad gaaan.

Sometimes, creative people produce their best works, when they are troubled and are trying to tell us something, that only them understand.

I know.

In his song Peace, Dimeji kept wailing :

Wetin be dis one like this

Been through many things

Many many gists

Though I still find my peace Imolé

Oh I, I do like say me I no dey see

Do like say I no dey hear

Which kind person be this?

Oh I, wetin be this one like this?