By Maalim Salat & Mohammed Doyo
Saturday afternoon saw the Mseto Campus Tour event set foot for the
first time in Main Campus. The tour famed for its hype, music and talent
search thrilled thousands of students who thronged at the Students’
Centre.
Willy M. Tuva, a celebrated TV host for the Mseto East Africa show on Citizen TV and Mambo Mseto on Citizen Radio, was the main attraction of the event.
Accompanying him were Hussein Machozi, an award winning Tanzanian artiste and Size-8, the ‘shambaboy’ singer and a feted citizen radio DJ Flash.
Machozi performed fullshangwe, Kafia Ghetto, Kwa Ajili Yako among his many songs much to the joy of an already hyped crowd.
At one point, the Kwa Ajili Yako hit maker decided to give away his
designer T-shirt by throwing it to the crowd. And quite unexpectedly, a
student on the stage, in a manner only seen in cinemas, flew right in
the air, landed on the crowd and managed to grab the much coveted
t-shirt. He threw his belt too.
The ladies were not left out.
They battled out in dance competitions as DJ Flash dropped hits after
hits. Local artistes also got chances to showcase their talents.
Speaking to The 3rd Eye, Willy M. Tuva described the crowd as
‘ecstatic’ and the largest ever in his several rounds of the tour.
“This is the biggest crowd I have seen so far in my several tours, the students are lively and very welcoming” He said.
On his part, the entertainment director, Mr. David Kyalo thanked the
students for turning up in large numbers and promised to bring more of
such events.
Mseto Campus Tour is a promotional event
organized by Radio Citizen aimed at marketing the station, entertaining
fans and promoting local talents.
The event tours various institutions of higher learning all over the country.
Monday, August 27, 2012
MACHOZI: MUSIC IS MY CAREER
By Moses Nyamori
25-year-old Hussein Machozi is not different from any ordinary Tanzanian when it comes to courtesy. Despite his big and steady strides in the stiffly competitive music industry in East Africa, the fêted Bongo Flava artiste is a down-to-earth person. He’s always ready to intermingle with his fans, a phenomenon hardly seen among Kenyan artistes. Machozi is famed for his songs like Kwa Ajili Yako, Full Shangwe among other songs that have since rocked the Kenyan market. On a one-on-one interview with him on Saturday, Moses Nyamori delved to find out more about this musician who has now relocated to Kenya.
Nyamori: Who is Hussein Machozi?
Machozi: My real name is Hussein Rajab. I am a humble person who have no beef with anybody. Another thing about me is that I do music as a career and I always strive to make sure my fans are satisfied with my performance. I feel good when people appreciate my work!
Nyamori: When did you start doing music?
Machozi: Around the year 2006 if am not wrong. It’s now approximately six years in the industry and I’m still going strong. What I normally tell people is that they should not think of doing music if they cannot maintain it. Fans want artistes who can continually quench their entertainment thirst.
Nyamori: Who inspired you?
Machozi: I got inspired by a Tanzanian musician Mb Dogg. I used to sing his songs before I could produce my own and it’s through him and others that I have reached this far. I appreciate him a lot!
Nyamori: Is it true that you do much of your music in Kenya?
Machozi: Yes! My music is more appreciated in Kenya than even in my home country. My hit song, Kwa Ajili Yako, sold more in Kenya compared to any East Africa country. I get motivated by the appreciation Kenyans have shown to my work.
Nyamori: Given that you do much of your music in Kenya, do you have plans of doing collabos with Kenyan artistes?
Machozi: There are lots of plans! I have already done a collabo with Kenya’s Size 8. The song is called “I’m Addicted”. I have also featured two Mombasa based musicians in a new track ‘Nishaoa’. I still believe more collabos are on the way.
Nyamori: Early this year it was romoured that you were in a relationship with Avril, was it true?
Machozi: No! No! No! Avril is a close friend of mine like any other artiste and whenever we are seen together it does not necessarily mean we are up for ‘something’. I’m still very much single and when that time comes it will be public.
Nyamori: Where will Hussein Machozi be, in the music industry, in 2015?
Machozi: I will be up! I believe I have the potential to keep me growing in the industry. One of my major plans is to do collabos with superstars like 5O CENT among other internationally celebrated artistes.
25-year-old Hussein Machozi is not different from any ordinary Tanzanian when it comes to courtesy. Despite his big and steady strides in the stiffly competitive music industry in East Africa, the fêted Bongo Flava artiste is a down-to-earth person. He’s always ready to intermingle with his fans, a phenomenon hardly seen among Kenyan artistes. Machozi is famed for his songs like Kwa Ajili Yako, Full Shangwe among other songs that have since rocked the Kenyan market. On a one-on-one interview with him on Saturday, Moses Nyamori delved to find out more about this musician who has now relocated to Kenya.
Nyamori: Who is Hussein Machozi?
Machozi: My real name is Hussein Rajab. I am a humble person who have no beef with anybody. Another thing about me is that I do music as a career and I always strive to make sure my fans are satisfied with my performance. I feel good when people appreciate my work!
Nyamori: When did you start doing music?
Machozi: Around the year 2006 if am not wrong. It’s now approximately six years in the industry and I’m still going strong. What I normally tell people is that they should not think of doing music if they cannot maintain it. Fans want artistes who can continually quench their entertainment thirst.
Nyamori: Who inspired you?
Machozi: I got inspired by a Tanzanian musician Mb Dogg. I used to sing his songs before I could produce my own and it’s through him and others that I have reached this far. I appreciate him a lot!
Nyamori: Is it true that you do much of your music in Kenya?
Machozi: Yes! My music is more appreciated in Kenya than even in my home country. My hit song, Kwa Ajili Yako, sold more in Kenya compared to any East Africa country. I get motivated by the appreciation Kenyans have shown to my work.
Nyamori: Given that you do much of your music in Kenya, do you have plans of doing collabos with Kenyan artistes?
Machozi: There are lots of plans! I have already done a collabo with Kenya’s Size 8. The song is called “I’m Addicted”. I have also featured two Mombasa based musicians in a new track ‘Nishaoa’. I still believe more collabos are on the way.
Nyamori: Early this year it was romoured that you were in a relationship with Avril, was it true?
Machozi: No! No! No! Avril is a close friend of mine like any other artiste and whenever we are seen together it does not necessarily mean we are up for ‘something’. I’m still very much single and when that time comes it will be public.
Nyamori: Where will Hussein Machozi be, in the music industry, in 2015?
Machozi: I will be up! I believe I have the potential to keep me growing in the industry. One of my major plans is to do collabos with superstars like 5O CENT among other internationally celebrated artistes.
HONOURING THE EYESORE CERTIFICATION
By Mohammed Doyo
We are a blessed lot; we just got rated as the leading institution of higher learning with the ‘cleanest’ toilets. If the article written a week ago, in the camposanity section of the buzz, a pull out of the Sunday Nation is anything to go by, we would scoop a gold medal for beating other universities hands down in this category. This is the second time our beloved university’s name has found its way in the national paper. Previously we made an appearance after bunch of bored students choreographed an imaginary ear- catching story –the ‘infamous Hostel J list’ – that saw shock and panic grip comrades.
I’m not surprised by this sterling performance. Tell me, would you not expect this when you have 1/2 of toilets with faulty flash systems, faulty taps, faulty cleaning and everything else faulty including their usage?! Tell me, how would we not triumph in this when a section of Hostel H students in numerous occasions have ranted ‘hostel H si Moi’ due to the high standards observed in hygiene negligence? Haven’t we in one way or another learned to appreciate cockroaches as part and parcel of the student community after their long stay in our hostels?
To all those responsible for making us produce such admirable results I say Congratulations! It’s unfortunate I’m not in charge of the staff appraisal department; I would have ordered an instant pay rise for you. Such pains of ensuring our ISO certification standards are recognized on a national platform don’t just come so easily! The Health director is out of session somewhere running a shop and therefore cannot recognize this excellence. I will pass my congratulations when she resumes.
I will still not be surprised when we bag gold medals in other areas. Of late, the non-stop blackouts have turned out to be the talk of campus! I’m yet to confirm whether they are also part of our firm adherence to the ISO certifications but I have confirmed they mostly smack hostel H especially when it rains! I’m no expert to derive the relationship between rain and the blackouts in H but I’m an expert enough to know if a problem is reported and rectified on time, it is bound to stay long before it recurs!
In the last few days ,I’m coming to terms with the new scientific concept I learned over the two weeks ago “ the amount of Haki yetu chants made in unison is inversely proportionate to the amount of time taken to bring power back’! I’m not certain whether it can work out elsewhere but I am in no doubt it will work wonders in universities, chiefly those that revere eyesore certifications!
Before my pen stops rolling, I am obliged to give our beloved ultra-modern health dispensary at least a mention! For this, not only would we bag gold medals but also set a world record that wouldn’t be broken anytime soon! As our schools mission states, we endeavor to offer world-class services and this is exactly what our only health unit is doing! Tell me, which other dispensary offers the same dose prescription of brufen and panadols to all forms of ailments including severe cases of food poisoning, arthritis, blood pressure among others?
Oh! and before I forget, - our world class ambulance! It such an effective vehicle considering it drives at below 50KM/hr when responding to emergencies! That’s what we call an ‘emergency speed’. This effectiveness has been slightly affected by the high prices of fuel that has made it perennially difficult to afford the highly valued liquid. The medical fee of 1000 paid by every student in the beginning of each academic year is not enough to fund this, is it?
All in all, we should be thankful for having found ourselves in such an institution that prides itself with ISO certifications that only few institutions of higher learning can afford!
We are a blessed lot; we just got rated as the leading institution of higher learning with the ‘cleanest’ toilets. If the article written a week ago, in the camposanity section of the buzz, a pull out of the Sunday Nation is anything to go by, we would scoop a gold medal for beating other universities hands down in this category. This is the second time our beloved university’s name has found its way in the national paper. Previously we made an appearance after bunch of bored students choreographed an imaginary ear- catching story –the ‘infamous Hostel J list’ – that saw shock and panic grip comrades.
I’m not surprised by this sterling performance. Tell me, would you not expect this when you have 1/2 of toilets with faulty flash systems, faulty taps, faulty cleaning and everything else faulty including their usage?! Tell me, how would we not triumph in this when a section of Hostel H students in numerous occasions have ranted ‘hostel H si Moi’ due to the high standards observed in hygiene negligence? Haven’t we in one way or another learned to appreciate cockroaches as part and parcel of the student community after their long stay in our hostels?
To all those responsible for making us produce such admirable results I say Congratulations! It’s unfortunate I’m not in charge of the staff appraisal department; I would have ordered an instant pay rise for you. Such pains of ensuring our ISO certification standards are recognized on a national platform don’t just come so easily! The Health director is out of session somewhere running a shop and therefore cannot recognize this excellence. I will pass my congratulations when she resumes.
I will still not be surprised when we bag gold medals in other areas. Of late, the non-stop blackouts have turned out to be the talk of campus! I’m yet to confirm whether they are also part of our firm adherence to the ISO certifications but I have confirmed they mostly smack hostel H especially when it rains! I’m no expert to derive the relationship between rain and the blackouts in H but I’m an expert enough to know if a problem is reported and rectified on time, it is bound to stay long before it recurs!
In the last few days ,I’m coming to terms with the new scientific concept I learned over the two weeks ago “ the amount of Haki yetu chants made in unison is inversely proportionate to the amount of time taken to bring power back’! I’m not certain whether it can work out elsewhere but I am in no doubt it will work wonders in universities, chiefly those that revere eyesore certifications!
Before my pen stops rolling, I am obliged to give our beloved ultra-modern health dispensary at least a mention! For this, not only would we bag gold medals but also set a world record that wouldn’t be broken anytime soon! As our schools mission states, we endeavor to offer world-class services and this is exactly what our only health unit is doing! Tell me, which other dispensary offers the same dose prescription of brufen and panadols to all forms of ailments including severe cases of food poisoning, arthritis, blood pressure among others?
Oh! and before I forget, - our world class ambulance! It such an effective vehicle considering it drives at below 50KM/hr when responding to emergencies! That’s what we call an ‘emergency speed’. This effectiveness has been slightly affected by the high prices of fuel that has made it perennially difficult to afford the highly valued liquid. The medical fee of 1000 paid by every student in the beginning of each academic year is not enough to fund this, is it?
All in all, we should be thankful for having found ourselves in such an institution that prides itself with ISO certifications that only few institutions of higher learning can afford!
EVOLUTION OF A FRESHA
By Elizabeth Asasha
Now that you are five months old in Moi and about ten pounds underweight due to the frequent trots to and fro classes, I find it wise to refer to you as bona fide student of Moi Varsity instead of fresha. Well, too bad as it might seem since it has been such a short-lived opportunity and just to remind those who fortunately hooked up with the ‘campus elders’, very soon you will be filing a divorce case.
Allow me spare the cohabiting topic since it is not really within the realms of my experience but would rather like to make my point on the metamorphosis that most of us undergo. Institutions of Higher learning are boarded by people of different backgrounds and totally wide disparities in the social status, lifestyles, virtues and vices alike. It is also a zone where students undergo transformation, either negative or positive. Sadly, those who are not conversant with gate-keeping paradigm fall into a dungeon of vices. They are ultimately swayed to wrong ways.
Indisputably, those who join campus swearing and taking oaths never to fail their communities, families, friends and phantoms are the ones who fall gullible to the trap. They are easily hijacked in a morass of negative thoughts and drastic actions that untimely evaporates all the words of wisdom and proverbs bombarded to them by their elders. When my photoreceptors first met this young lady, apparently dazzling for the big ‘’reveal’’, it took my Central Nervous System minutes to give me a feedback on who the young lady before me was. She happened to be my “roomie” some months ago.
The transformation she had undergone was dumbfounding from the dress code, walking style to her speech which I surprisingly realized that was dominated by obscene words and phrases. She frequently spit the “f” word like someone exhaling some toxic gases. As I trekked past her in a company of fellow beauty queens, fond memories of the my initial roomie unfolded in my neurons. The young and innocent roomie whose tabular rasa was fresh by then, never wanted to hear of “freshaz night”, “bongo night” or other night-out or related activities.
According to her perception, only sinners were associated with them. She was a staunch choir member and an active church goer. I was at some point compelled to follow the trail of her to-be-emulated conduct.
Three months down the line, she only dreams of “fracas” and mind-formatting drinks. The pre-owned clad she constantly wears are the ones a kid from the village would term as those belonging to a newly born baby. Spending a night in the hostel on a Friday night would be an abomination and would soon graduate into a taboo! Yet, from the onset of the semester; she strictly adhered to the academic timetable like a Pharisee holding onto to the ten laws of Moses. “Uncompromised Class Attendance” was her middle name. The higher you go the cooler it becomes; hers was “the longer you stay the more civilized you become”; things have changed.
This is the situation that snares most of us. The paradox about this is that you will never know how it commences, and even if you do, there is always little effort to force yourself from the grip. It is after we start feeling the pinch, probably during our last days in campus that we have fallen from our mountain top of achievement into a valley of despair & predicament.
Trick enough, these memories tend to haunt us till the ultimate hour when colleagues’ clans chant their relic mantra, ululations and jubilations during graduation as those who stand aloof by their guts, destiny, life & karma bask into the glow of their academic achievement, you sag into a state of such severe depression and regrets a gang smoked out of their hideout.
Now that you are five months old in Moi and about ten pounds underweight due to the frequent trots to and fro classes, I find it wise to refer to you as bona fide student of Moi Varsity instead of fresha. Well, too bad as it might seem since it has been such a short-lived opportunity and just to remind those who fortunately hooked up with the ‘campus elders’, very soon you will be filing a divorce case.
Allow me spare the cohabiting topic since it is not really within the realms of my experience but would rather like to make my point on the metamorphosis that most of us undergo. Institutions of Higher learning are boarded by people of different backgrounds and totally wide disparities in the social status, lifestyles, virtues and vices alike. It is also a zone where students undergo transformation, either negative or positive. Sadly, those who are not conversant with gate-keeping paradigm fall into a dungeon of vices. They are ultimately swayed to wrong ways.
Indisputably, those who join campus swearing and taking oaths never to fail their communities, families, friends and phantoms are the ones who fall gullible to the trap. They are easily hijacked in a morass of negative thoughts and drastic actions that untimely evaporates all the words of wisdom and proverbs bombarded to them by their elders. When my photoreceptors first met this young lady, apparently dazzling for the big ‘’reveal’’, it took my Central Nervous System minutes to give me a feedback on who the young lady before me was. She happened to be my “roomie” some months ago.
The transformation she had undergone was dumbfounding from the dress code, walking style to her speech which I surprisingly realized that was dominated by obscene words and phrases. She frequently spit the “f” word like someone exhaling some toxic gases. As I trekked past her in a company of fellow beauty queens, fond memories of the my initial roomie unfolded in my neurons. The young and innocent roomie whose tabular rasa was fresh by then, never wanted to hear of “freshaz night”, “bongo night” or other night-out or related activities.
According to her perception, only sinners were associated with them. She was a staunch choir member and an active church goer. I was at some point compelled to follow the trail of her to-be-emulated conduct.
Three months down the line, she only dreams of “fracas” and mind-formatting drinks. The pre-owned clad she constantly wears are the ones a kid from the village would term as those belonging to a newly born baby. Spending a night in the hostel on a Friday night would be an abomination and would soon graduate into a taboo! Yet, from the onset of the semester; she strictly adhered to the academic timetable like a Pharisee holding onto to the ten laws of Moses. “Uncompromised Class Attendance” was her middle name. The higher you go the cooler it becomes; hers was “the longer you stay the more civilized you become”; things have changed.
This is the situation that snares most of us. The paradox about this is that you will never know how it commences, and even if you do, there is always little effort to force yourself from the grip. It is after we start feeling the pinch, probably during our last days in campus that we have fallen from our mountain top of achievement into a valley of despair & predicament.
Trick enough, these memories tend to haunt us till the ultimate hour when colleagues’ clans chant their relic mantra, ululations and jubilations during graduation as those who stand aloof by their guts, destiny, life & karma bask into the glow of their academic achievement, you sag into a state of such severe depression and regrets a gang smoked out of their hideout.
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