ARTIST NAME | Ayub Ogada
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Performance at Goethe Institute Nairobi
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ABOUT | Ayub Ogada
From Real World Records
“Today Ayub Ogada is regarded as one of the greatest Kenyan artists of all time. He was born in 1956 in Mombassa as Job Seda, a descendant of the proud Luo people of western Kenya. At six, his parents took him to Chicago, where his father studied medicine. Ayub recalls meeting Muhammad Ali (then Cascius Clay), and experiencing the aftermath of American segregation, even as his parents toured college campuses performing Luo music at a time when the term “world music” was unkown in commercial circles.
“When I went back to Kenya,” Ayub once recalled, “I had to relearn my language and some of the vernacular. Going to America was a culture shock, but going back to Kenya was another.” While attending Catholic school in Nairobi, he played in a band called Awengele, and began experimenting with indigenous instruments. While in high school and performing in a rock band called Black Savage, he composed “Kothbiro” an adaptation of a traditional song that would eventually wind up on En Mano Kuoyo. Ayub’s evident musical talent led to a position at the French Cultural Centre in Nairobi, where he composed modern and traditional music for theatrical productions.
In the 70s, Kenya was awash in foreign music: Congolese “rumba,” soul and R&B, jazz, Latin pop, and even country and western. Local benga and other guitar-based dance music styles had their followings, but the traditional music of Kenya’s more than 30 ethnic groups remained largely confined to villages and private settings. “I lived a lot in the city and found it very difficult to have access to traditional music,” said Ayub in 1993. “Even Europeans have more access. An African would be considered suspect: ‘Why are you here looking at my tribe?’ These things were planted in people’s minds in the last 100-400 years.”
Ayub’s life changed in 1979 when he became a co-founder of the African Heritage Band. His mentor and partner in this was an American, Alan Donovan, director of the Pan African Gallery. Donovan still lives in Nairobi working on behalf of indigenous culture, and he recalls that his one requirement for African Heritage musicians was that they compose music, not copy it, and that they use African instruments and content in their songs. To this day, Ayub remains thankful for Donovan’s guidance, saying, “I would be nothing without this man.”
Over the next six years, Ayub recorded two albums with African Heritage (Niko Saikini and Handas), toured Europe, and appeared in a series of films, notably Out of Africa, and The Kitchen Toto, in which he played a Mau Mau heavy. Ayub observed the success that African musicians, like the Ghanaian band Osibisa, were having in Europe, so in 1986, he moved to London, where he quickly became a mainstay of the local African music scene. In the original notes for En Mano Kuoyo, Rick Glanvil wrote, “Ayub played in the promising but occasionally volatile rumba band Taxi Pata Pata, along with guitarist Zak Sikobe, whom he had grazed knees with back in Kenya. Ayub sought solace in busking-Northern and Victoria Lines, mostly. You’d hear the repetitive cat’s cradle of notes on the lyre-like nyatiti echoing enticingly down the tunnel at Finsbury Park tube. You’d see a tall, bowed man seated on a bright pretty cloth, his head cocked, nodding, his eyes glazed by the spirit of his busy-fingered playing. And, more often than not, you’d chuck a nicker in his hat.”
Ayub’s principle instrument, the nyatiti lyre, is considered to be a woman. “When you start to play this instrument, you practically get married,” he once said. “She won’t like you to play another instrument. You play, and you enter a contract, and you have to be serious. Suits me fine; I’m happily married.” The nyatiti is used in spiritual practice and to sing historical praise songs. But it it can also accompany humorous Luo songs, peppered with puns and proverbs, as well as songs delving into social realities. In short, it is a complete package, so it is no surprise that Ayub remains faithful to it to this day. In 2005, he performed at Live 8 in Eden, playing the Golden Lyre of Ur, recently reconstructed after the original was damaged in Baghdad. The instrument featured on En Mano Kuoyo was built especially for Ayub in Kenya, and he said at the time that it cost him “the earth.” Ayub also expressed a certain ambivalence about introducing this ancient, venerable instrument into modern technological settings. “I can’t stand sampling,” he said. “I don’t want someone to sample the sound and then start playing it on keyboards, though I wouldn’t mind controlling the keyboards through my nyatiti!”
Ayub’s nyatiti concerts in the London underground eventually led to an invitation to perform at WOMAD in Cornwall in 1988. When a band cancelled, Ayub’s ten-minute slot became a full set, and among the converted that day was Peter Gabriel himself. After Ayub participated in one of the legendary “Recording Weeks” at Real World in Box, Wiltshire, more work with Gabriel and with Real World was assured, and the creation of En Mano Kuoyo only a matter of time.
The concept of Yin and Yang is important in Luo culture. A proverb says, “Inind tung, inind there (one day you sleep on this side, the next you sleep on the other).” Today, once again, Ayub sleeps in Africa, and as he watches the world and perfects the songs for a long-awaited follow-up to En Mano Kuoyo, he is unhappy with the direction of the world and its leaders. “Kenya is not my country,” he says. “My country is Africa. And if I look at it properly, my country is the world. So right now, we re-create history, and fix people in their places. I refuse to be fixed.” Ayub’s childhood dream was to become an astronaut, so he could escape the planet. That urge is still there, but today he dedicates himself to nurturing a wounded planet, rather than abandoning it. “Most of us live in stolen countries,” he says. “America is a stolen country. Canada is a stolen country. Australia is a stolen country. We are original, indigenous people, and we still have our strength. Jazz comes from me. Blues comes from me. Rock ‘n’ roll comes from me. We must gain our power back, and then we can feed this planet. Africans are waking up. We are at the bottom of a pile. That’s the best place to be, because the only way you can go is up.”