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King Sunny Ade... Live And Direct In London
WORD came through that King Sunny Ade (KSA) had woken up late and so our meeting would be later than scheduled. British clocks had also gone forward during the night, further confusing the sense of time. I turned up with a friend at the hotel later and placed a call to KSA's manager, Mr Osayemi, who disclosed that the musician was to leave for another appointment in under 30 minutes. Somewhat disappointed, we decided to wait in the lobby and bid for what little time the star could spare on his way out.
There were 'vintage Sunny' moments, with nostalgia-inducing numbers like the synthesiser-driven Ja Fun Mi. All through, KSA worked his charm, and the man who sang Synchro System achieved an effortless synchronicity with the audience. Singing the repeated line Oyinbo/Naija, oju re ree (so, this is your face!), a woman in the audience stunned all, interjecting in a ringing voice: "Sunny, oju re ree". And dead on cue, the band took up the refrain, "O t'ojo meta" (it's been a while). It was much the same when the legend sought to explain to Westerners in the audience that it was Ramadan time in Nigeria: "You see, some in the North are moslems; some in the South-West are moslems..." As he started on the East, a male concert-goer cut in, shouting: "Ibo ni won!" (They are Igbos). Whatever Sunny Ade was going to say about Easterners was lost in the ensuing laughter.
And the jokes kept coming till the end, when Sunny Ade exited the sta ge, a few steps at a time, singing teasingly: "Nigbakan leyin o ri mi" - meaning, "once shall you see me". Waiting in the hotel lobby, my friend and I were not sure how much we would see of KSA. We had just ordered sandwiches and chips to placate the butterflies in our stomachs when the star emerged from the lift, looking relaxed and dapper in a blue and white checked shirt, grey slacks and cap. His whole get-up had been presented to him that morning by a friend, one of many who flew from the US into London for the show, and flew right out again.
With soft music in the background, the three of us settled into comfy chairs for the interview. An hour into our conversation, I reminded the star of the appointment for which he was now quite late. He didn't mind, he explained, because he was having a nice time. Otherwise, "I would have made excuses, saying: 'I have an appointment' - though I hate to wind things up with a lady."
He is also inspired by musicians who take their careers seriously. "Some are only into money or fame but cannot maintain it." But some are "amazingly blessed," like the late I.K Dairo, a major influence on KSA. "Here was someone who, according to his biography, never went to school, but his guitar playing was never out of tune." He credits Dairo as the first Juju musician to have management, booking and public relations officers, his own car as well as a bus for his artistes, and offices - in Lagos and his hometown. All these, "yet he didn't go to school."
KSA played down talk of past rivalry. "During those days, Obey and I were friends," he maintained. "We've never been at loggerheads. All these have been created by fans." He conceded, however, that certain factors fuelled the speculation, not least the 'Omo Ode' records - waxed by notable Juju musicians around the time of a court case involving the African Song label under the management of Chief Abioro.
The case left a vibrant creative legacy. The first 'omo ode' record was Emperor Pick Peters' Omo Ode De (the hunter's son has come). Admiral Dele Abiodun responded with Omo Ode Da (where is the hunter's son?); and Sunny Ade's contribution was the classic E Kilo F'Omode (warn the hunter's son). According to the musician, the relationship between music and the listening public is, for the most part, outside the artiste's control. "When you sing a song, people will translate it into something else; when you are in the studio, you don't know how the music will come across." One example is the guitar solo in E Kilo F'Omode. Like an unspoken agreement, all who have heard it believe they know what it says. And as KSA himself admitted, the perceived meaning has seeped into the public consciousness.
When Sunny Ade and Ebenezer Obey eventually sat down to talk all those years ago, the conversation went along the lines of: "Who benefited from all this: me, you, the record companies or the fans?" The fans might have been fascinated by the rivalry, but KSA insisted that: "The record companies had hundred percent benefit. If we (the musicians) had been given our dues, we would have benefited, but we were not." Three "elders" - I K Dairo, Haruna Ishola and Adeolu Akinsanya a.k.a Baba Eto - were the peacemakers between Sunny and Obey. The declaration of peace also took musical form, with Ebenezer Obey's Ija Dopin and Sunny Ade's Ija Pari.
A measure of artistic generosity runs through King Sunny Ade's views of fellow musicians. "I admire all good musicians on this planet, each one has something you can learn from." He described gospel artiste Bola Are as "one of the women in the music industry that is worthy of emulation, she is a leader."
As part of events organised by the KSA Foundation, Dr. Yemi Farounbi gave a lecture last September marking the star's 58th birthday. The KSA foundation helps the disadvantaged including children, as well as upcoming and veteran musicians. The star is the subject of three books to be released soon: a coffee table pictorial, a biography titled The Legend, and Behind the Stage, offering Sunny Ade's own insight into the "fascinating life" backstage.
Dancing and swimming help him keep in shape, and he pays close attention to reports from his fan clubs. "I listen to my fans, they don't hide their feelings. Some will say, 'Sunny, you are getting fat o' and I act on it." He doesn't drink or smoke, saying of an early experiment with cigarettes: "I tried to smoke but it didn't work out, at times you burn yourself." He listens to all good music, and good music, he stressed, cuts across genres, "unless you want to permanent yourself to one sound."
King Sunny Ade's 112th album, Divine Shield, is out now.
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