SEUN KUTI’S EKITI DREAMS
BY BABAFEMI OJUDU
I was with Seun Kuti, a toddler then, as his father—Fela Anikulapo-Kuti—turned 50. The air in Lagos pulsed with sound and spirit. At the Shrine, music was more than music; it was resistance, prophecy, and catharsis. Fela’s saxophone didn’t just sing, it demanded, it provoked, it liberated. That day , through the night, was unforgettable:…
