“Live for the moments you can’t put into words”. The hardest part of my job is attempting to put into words the indescribable. Freshlyground, Zolani and the rest of the crew, the Take Me to the Dance album, all contributed to an entire evening of moments that cannot be “put into words”.
Once again pulling a rabbit from a hat, Patrick had made a plan to get this very big band into the very small space in front of the red brick wall for what has been
dubbed a “Tweetup”. Or as Zolani described it, “crazy fans in a house in Sea Point to tell us what they think of the album”. Freshlyground’s unique sounds and powerful lead vocalist have become known the world over, since their inception in 2002, for hits like Waka Waka and Doo Bee Doo. Now here they were, in a small living room, launching their latest album “Take Me to the Dance.”
Having never personally met Zolani, I was instantly taken by her before she had even opened her mouth to sing. While everyone
was milling about the kitchen, drinking their Bushmills,
our eyes met through the masses (we share a below-average eye level) and without faltering, she came straight up to me and introduced herself. Immediately, I knew I was going to like this girl. What then blew me away further was the simultaneously powerful and “lullaby-like” voice that came from this tiny person sitting before me once they kicked off.
Performing tracks from their 5th studio album, and sharing stories of how each track originated, the band’s close and casual dynamic set the scene for a wonderfully intimate and familiar environment – Zo was up mid-song distributing wine to guests, songs were stopped mid-way through to try them played differently, and star-struck fans were asked for feedback throughout. The bands interaction both amongst themselves and with the audience was humbling to watch.
the end, their infectious attitude had 70 people up, dancing and clapping along with the music. The cherry on
top was the signed copy of the album each guest got to go home with. If you missed the gig, do yourself a favour and buy the album – it is an “afro-electric” aural treat, indicative of camaraderie and patriotism that mere words themselves cannot begin to describe.
Written by: Jemima-Faye Goodall