An Exclusive letter from a Fan to DBanj.
Dear Oyebanjo, Dapo Daniel AKA DBanj, I am
seated at a local restaurant here at the Lagos State University, Lagos, Nigeria, drinking a
bottle of Fayrouz and listening to the sound of
the generator, which is the only source of
electricity around here. I have watched your
latest music video.
I went through the rigour last night. It is the
video of the song entitled “Don’t Tell Me
Nonsense” and it was awfully disgusting, the
song, I mean. Kaffy and the rest of the dancers
didn’t disappoint in the video.
This is bad, I know, using awful and disgusting,
in same sentence. But that is what I feel about
what I saw. Brother, DBanj, a lot has changed
since you left your brother and hustle partner,
Ajereh, Michael Collins AKA Don Jazzy. Truth.
Your songs have been nothing but trash.
I wonder if anyone has said anything nice to
you since you started making songs outside
Don Jazzy. If they have, it must have been for
that singular hit song entitled ‘Oliver Twist.’
Kai! That song swept through Nigeria and the
rest of the world. You would not believe that
the ordinary child on the streets of Nsukka
knows the lyrics of that song and the dance
In Nigeria, there are plenty factors that weigh
us down. One is our inability to manage our
weaknesses. I see you have been buying
yourself expensive jewelleries. The other day, I saw on a blog that you wear a wristwatch
worth my entire family and maybe inheritance.
I commend your taste. You are a lucky and
hardworking man.You deserve it, besides;
‘Oliver Twist’ made marks. It took the Nigerian music to a height that had never been seen in
Its toping charts, downloads, Youtube views
and itunes purchases are amongst the few
things I can mention.
Dear, DBanj, Don Jazzy may not be an ideal
partner, I bet you, no one is an ideal partner!
Perfect couples quarrel and make up. It is the
joy of having such union. I believe misunderstanding is part of us, as humans. I
will run to the zoo the day I see a union that agrees on almost everything. Back to your
music, I feel Don Jazzy was made to make good
music with you. He may not only be your producer, but whatever input, from advice, to
production, will go a long way. Besides, he has
been miserable too, without you. I have seen
his eyes in music videos.
There is one he did
with Tiwa Savage. Ah, Tiwa. She looked
dazzling, while Don Jazzy looked wanting and
dispirited. Tiwa may have a perfect voice but
Don Jazzy has not been able to achieve what he
did with you. The other boys, K-Switch, Wande
Coal and the goody bag crooner, D’Prince are
They must be stark illiterates to have taken
sides when you guys parted. I understand their
ignorance. But my concern here is, if you wish to stay relevant in the sight of Nigerians,
making good music, and not caressing a
stripper on stage on your birthday, then you
have to make amends with Don Jazzy and
understand that people argue because they are
beneficial to themselves. Only dummies agree
I think tribalism had a lot to play in your split.
It is a sad reality, if I am right. Tribalism will
eventually destroy Nigeria. Our young people think they belong to a superior tribe and so
make silly comments which sometimes bring
about misconception and then crisis. I once had
a boss, who is Igbo, who felt my tribe’s men
were lazy, just because she came to my state
and saw a job and was privileged to be a high
ranking staff. I have had people who think
those from the north should be gatekeepers
and cobblers. Someone called me a militant
once in Abuja, at the Sheraton, when he
discovered I was from the Niger-Delta. I
forgave his gross stupidity. I think we should drink a cup of water when ignorant people say rubbish about our personalities or flaws and relate it to tribe.
You are a great young man, DBanj. Few people
have attained the height you have. I am encouraged to pursue what I am currently
pursuing because I know I will triumph. Your
likes and that of 2Face Idibia, despite your
weaknesses are heroes. And you must recall
that Kanye West met you because he had heard
good stuff from you. When nothing good manifests, he may be forced to give you a new job description at Good Music, which may be mopping of the floor of the studio. This evil will not befall you. If you believe it, type amen.
DBanj, pride is the worst enemy of any man
who wishes to last longer anywhere. A drop of
arrogance may work, but pride is detrimental.
You were called the ‘entertainer’ because you
offered entertainment. Today, Inyanya, Kcee,
Flavour, Wizkid and Davido are doing better.
Imagine Burna-Boy, chai, that boy has some senses oh. His music, even when he is talking
nonsense makes you want to sit and listen or dance to it, as the case may be.
The only person that is yet to outshine you is my dearest sister, Tontolet Dike. That girl needs Jesus.
I have to go back to my drink. I paid for it and
it is almost missing me. I enjoy your struggle or hustle, as you may choose to call it. I wish to
hear something profound from you. While awaiting that miracle that only you can perform, I wish you the very best of life.