Amon Wanyonyi has completely changed the quality of St. Pauls students choir singing. I think the guy did a beauty therapy course after high school before joining campus. Why, you ask; the guy has given the choir a face-lift. All the four choral voices are well toned. Manicured and pedicured to an inimitable level. “Kidole juu” is no longer the old song you knew when you were in campus. No, Amon and his able team have transformed it. You hear the choir sing it and feel as though they are singing, “ Kidole juu zaidi.” Reliable sources informed me that Amon and his officials have a way of keeping choir singers captivated; he gives them sugarcane before mass. Samperu on the other hand gives each choir singer some nyama ya ngombe. Mumbua makes sure that everyone gets a morsel of muthokoi. So the choir officials invest in their team. Thats a good thing and the results can easily be seen. You just have to drive past the chapel to be magnetically lured by the angelic singing. Singing that is so sweet that when you hear it, you just want to say that when you grow up, you would like to be a St. Pauls students choir song. When I attended the students mass today, I was awed. I was moved. The music was so sentimental, so sweet that I felt like carrying the eerie echoes of the song rhythms back to the village with me. The bass boys that you left squeaking have grown up. They are now men with deep broken voices that you would mistake for the roar of thunder. They will remind you of the excellent baritones owned by the likes of Barry Achamy, Jaymo Mburu or our newsman Kubasu Alex. And as you listen to the choir sing, you will be swayed by the altos. Man, do those angels sing sweetly! These unforgettable altos will blend harmoniously with the sopranos producing a plaintive tune. Okie, I always have a soft spot for sopranos. I hear good soprano and my knees buckle. They feel butter-soft and those near have to nudge me to stop behaving like a squirrel. Tenors, led by the ubiquitous Muhoi will amaze you. You will wonder how men can go so high on notes. So during todays mass, I felt revived. I felt re-energised and hopeful that even after the dark graduation tunnel from campus, there is still that beckoning musical light at St.Pauls that one can grab even when they are no longer students. It felt good too to sing to Mshike Mshike. However as others sang, “Mshike Mshike huu utaisha lini,” I was busy singing, “ Mshike Mshike huu wa kutafuta kazi utaisha lini? Tumuombe Mungu aguze hao ma HR”
Posted on: Wed, 10 Sep 2014 20:46:25 +0000
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