Hurricane season, Miami Carnival, October 2011 – I visited South Beach, Miami for the first time with two of my friends. They had been to the city for Memorial Day Weekend, but this was all our first time in Miami for Carnival. I was the last one to book my flight and arrived hours after they had already landed at Miami International. Once we all found each other we met up, we got picked up and got driven to a private residence that we rented out for the weekend. The entire weekend was booked with parties in the morning and night. On the third night we headed out on the interstate highway to a party in Fort Lauderdale with two of my friends and a mutual friend who lived in Miami – Let’s call her “Lisa”. Lisa drove us to the party since she would not be drinking and wanted us to have a good time in the city. After the party, all drunk in her car, we started heading back to South Beach. I was extremely tired, but figured I should stay up with Lisa, while the other two guys fell asleep. Lisa started playing some old school reggae and I found out she was related to Sade.


One of the best parts of writing this blog is the different perspective that I gather about a particular topic. When I started seeking personal accounts of interaction with Fela Kuti and what happens at the Shrine, I realized that while the accounts are very similar, I manage to come across some interesting accounts that I think are worth sharing with the readers. This particular conversation is with a Nigerian musician who attended The Shrine as an 18-year old boy. His accounts are quite interesting but also the format for this conversation is a bit different. I have incorporated the questions I asked the individual to give it a reporting feel. I might go with this format for the conversations going forward. His responses to my questions about Fela Kuti and The Shrine are below.

The last post I made was about the first World Cup Team out of Nigeria featuring a number of players that are still considered some of the best talents from the country. As I continue this journey of documenting the thoughts, opinions and memories of the Diaspora, one theme that is slowly rising in significance is the fact that I can reach out for one story and end up learning about more stories that are tangentially related. Let me back up for a second and highlight a few of the topics that I have written about that resulted in similar connections. First, I wrote about Sunny Ade and learned about the business of music at the time in Nigeria. Then I wanted to write about a former president and learned of a chance meeting with Babaginda. When I wrote the previous post, one name I identified was Rashidi Yekini, the first goal scorer in a World Cup for Nigeria. What I did not know was that my brother-in-law spent some time with Rashidi growing up in Portugal and had a lot to say about the player, the man, and his legacy.