NAMIU Shouting on a False Note
After we've laughed ourselves stukkend over the annual blunder fest that is the NAMAs, and hurled our anger at the organisers before we started a rumour that organiser-in-chief Tim Ekandjo was sacked, a bunch of clueless opportunists superimposed themselves in the news and on the agenda.
I will leave our Timmy alone for now. I'm sure he got enough kak from his bosses this week, or is he hoeka the boss at MTC?
I would like to take out the management of The Namibia Music Industry Union (NAMIU) , arrange them on a bench, take position above them and release my excrement on them. Gross, I know. Actually, I'm going to crap all over them right now using only words.
Who are these jokers anyway?
They had the audacity to call a press conference, four days after that bastard child was ripped out of the womb of Ramatex, and ask silly questions about the NAMAs.
Who died and made them kings of this steaming dung heap called the Namibian music industry?
Where are they when people calling themselves artists sully the name of their craft by behaving like a bunch of lunatics; fighting each other, assaulting women and being a general disgrace to humanity?
How are they helping the hordes of artists who roam the streets in search of a hand up to get their careers started or to the next level?
While you could appreciate that they might not operate like a real trade union, as their members, or potential members, aren't really employed by anyone, artists generate their income from what they create, perform and record. Music labels, that might employ people, in Namibia, have the shelf life and relevance of an opened can of fish left in the sun for a day. Even the few who have stood the test of time have done so through cunning supremos and horrendously skewed deals favouring the label owners. We have situations where the label owns the artists' entire album and the only way the artists make money is a nominal salary and whatever they make from live performances minus exorbitant overheads. Nice job, if you can get it.
But while they might not operate as a traditional trade union, there is more than enough scope for the so-called union to advocate for a better understanding of artists' rights and work.
Where were these NAMIU jokers when producer Araffath registered himself as 75% owner of novice Afro-pop group, Maszanga's music? Where were they when Araffath insisted they withdraw as NAMA nominees?
The last time this phantom union was in the news was when the acting president fired the acting secretary general, one Moses Kairimuti, who apparently accrued debt of over N$300 000 on behalf of the union. Kairimuti, aka DJ Mo (yes, him), in turn accused Jessy Nombanza of tribalism and not even being a paid-up member of the union.
Apparently, they have been in existence since 1996. Really? If they measure their activities since 1996, it would surely be as long as my middle finger. The same middle finger I am flashing in their general direction right now.
Well, if they measure their successes, it might not even be as long as another part of my anatomy... I mean my little finger.
When you are this crap at your job, do everyone a favour and quit!
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