Uh! It’s gospel time now. There used to be a guy called Tickie Tah. Does anybody remember him? Me neither! Okay, I remember him a little, but definitely not for the reasons I should be remembering him, he who once was the biggest artiste of promise in gospel music, but who then went to featuring in music videos cluttered by all manner of scantily dressed dirty-winding girls, and is now a manager for Bebe Cool. Uh, may be for him, this is going places. Such is life!
Anyway, if you did not give up hope in Ugandan dancehall gospel music, you have a saviour in Coopy Bly, a fellow who rhymes with such ragamuffin finesse, he will resurrect your dancing ghost from whichever dungeons you had held it bondage.
First, there was that hit, Bwaka, which although it is a tad homophobic, is so danceable and good to the ear, it confirms that there really is swag in church too. But that was two years ago. Now he has Sidda Mu Kyaalo, a song that shares similarities with Red Banton’s Sijja Kuva Kampala. But Coopy Bly is not singing literally here. And by saying he will not return to the village, he is making a spiritual affirmation that he will not return to sinful ways.
Exodus may be a great in dancehall, but he is too urban. He does not have local swag. Coopy Bly has lots of that. He makes Christian music fans not miss having either Bobi Wine or Bebe Cool in their ranks.
