I basked in pure wonder as Kilowi serenaded my soul. The sheer artistry of Kilowi left me utterly speechless. Kí ni mo fẹ́ wí? What more is there to say when the music itself has said it all? Dear Father left me speechless, as though my heart had found a language my lips could not speak. When One Man Regiment began to play, I found myself drowning in a newfound admiration for the man I am becoming and the self confidence I have in myself, also ensuring me that no matter what happens I am all I need. The moment Fighting came on, I wrestled with my emotions, trying to keep my heart from revealing what my face concealed. As S.L.U.T spun, a mischievous smile crept across my face, laced with a little sensuality and a lot of unspoken thoughts. When By Fire blazed through my ears, I could almost hear my enemies screaming in the distance. The melodic rhythm of Mini Mawe became the soundtrack to my existence, a beautiful reminder that sometimes, music is all the therapy the soul needs. Then came C’est la vie, reminding me that whatever life brings, whatever breaks or bends me, I must learn to embrace it all. Such is life. And when words failed me, what else could I do but bow in worship before my Goddess? The moment Onazo came on, my spirit slipped into party mode, and my body needed no further invitation. I cannot afford to relent in this hustle, because, man, all I seek is Imali, the freedom, the life I’ve always envisioned. And then CLAAT transported me straight to Jamaica, I was like shii bomboclat. Lmao Light of dawn is that song I want to sing to the one I love, because some feelings are too beautiful to be spoken, they deserve a melody of their own. Fireboy took me through journey of emotions with his beautiful masterpiece album titled Zuko. One thing will forever remain true: real artistry will always stand the test of time. Trends may come and go, but true artistry is timeless; it outlives the moment, transcends generations, and leaves an echo long after the music fades. Oshey Adedamola. #Zuko