MUSIC: Boj's Paper

"So they told me to come for a show, they will give me paper"~ Boj

In this song, Paper, Nigeria's Boj wraps his mind, and ours, around the certainty, and/or otherwise, of paper -- and the potential otherness of Self and Place -- in a life form such as ours. Not paper mache. Not paper tiger. Not paper money. Not travel paper(s).

No tradeable paper, here. Nor no paper-thin Ness. Just plain ticket for a, not even the, the show. But what on earth show? That, that is his poetic right to w/hold.

Yet what a show! What a stream of cerebral suspense, in the terrain of life! With paper figurines of an extended idea -- of the right, merely, to pass. To pass from this all-too-ordinary Ordinariness of Self and of Place to the other, more prized, placement; placement which morphs one in2 an Other; and itself, as Giddens would have it, in2 Locale.

Boj's grainy voice is part of his charm; and, with his tended facial hair and distinctive eyewear, his distinguishing persona. Bow-tied Boj. Hat-topped Boj.

Not yet chart-topping Boj -- Paper, published on November 23, 2014, has 72,990 views right now -- even gets to wear a dashiki.

The set invokes an easy afternoon ride, in a convertible (or else), across a lush tropical countryside. Along the way, he and friend(s), encounter a motley of folks: a band of religious folks, clean clad, in a near-orgy of un-self-conscious adoration of The One. Mocking layabouts in better dashikis than Boj's. And there are always, it seems, uniformed schoolgirls deep in the country. Which is a good thing. Snippets of scenery, then.

Overall, a tribute to the diversity of talent we Africans must nurture. Talent -- not quotas of regional inclusion.

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A little more about Boj the person here

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