Echoes of the Beat: A Journey Through Time and Sound
In an attempt to offload the weight of stress clouding my mind, I decided to surrender to the healing power of music. Craving a distraction, I made my way to a popular lounge on Ring Road, hoping that the night would offer some relief. To my delight, the DJ on duty knew his craft well. His hands worked magic on the turntables, and every beat that filtered through the speakers seemed to understand exactly what my spirit needed. For two full hours, I was immersed in a beautiful blend of Nigerian hip hop, an unbroken stream of melodies from both the old school and the new. The selection was flawless. Each song was a nostalgic wave, and I willingly let it carry me. As the music coursed through me, my mind drifted back to my childhood days in Ikeja, Lagos. Growing up in those years, our musical world was painted in foreign colors. American hip hop ruled the airwaves. Names like MC Hammer, Busta Rhymes, and Coolio echoed from every corner. Their rhythms defined our style, our dan...