A year since the release of their self-titled debut album The Soil was released, and the talented acapella trio (Ntsika Ngxanga, Luphindo Ngxanga, and Buhlebendalo Mda), have announced they will be hitting four universities nationwide in support of their offering. We like the unofficial competition for the young ears between these guys and The Muffinz. Both have been gathering quite a bit of momentum, and especially in the case of The Soil, through word-of-mouth.
THE DATES ARE AS FOLLOWS:
20 July 2012 – THE SOIL CAMPUS TOUR – Wits Theatre [starts: 18h00 – tickets: R80 at the door]
10 August 2012 – THE SOIL CAMPUS TOUR – Nelson Mandela Metropolitan University, PE [starts: 18h00 – tickets R 70 at the door]
17 August 2012 – THE SOIL CAMPUS TOUR – Cape Town Intervarsity Special, CTICC, Marimba Restaurant [starts: 18h00 - tickets R50 at the door]
31 August 2012 – THE SOIL CAMPUS TOUR – UJ Arts & Culture Theatre, Kingsway [starts: 18h00 - tickets R 70 at the door]
On Friday they will be playing on Metro FM with Glen and Unathi, before playing teh UGU Festival in Port Shepstone on June 23.
They were one of the most talked about up-and-coming local bands, before they even had media coverage- but now they’re probably set to get quite a bit more.
The Muffinz (Skabs, Greg, Mthae, Simz and Sfiso) had their official album launch at Katzy’s in Rosebank on Wednesday night, to a packed house of screaming young girls- enough to remind one of the current craze surrounding One Direction. Just like the British boy band, The Muffinz have quite a knack of making young lasses weak, and it was for all to see.
Even Ntsiki Mazwai and Nothende (who pitched together) were seen bopping and jumping gleefully in the crowd.
Through Just Music, the boys have released thei11-track debut effort Have You Heard, and don’t look like they will have much problem selling if this gig is anything to go by.
They performed some of their already popular songs, including “Umsebenzi Wendoda” and Khumbul’ Ekhaya”.
This past weekend saw a lot of parties, and of course it’s always impossible to keep up, hence The Social was unable to make sweet young ‘un Boitumelo Thulo’s birthday party at Taboo nightclub in Sandton. But word is it was as sweet as her smile.
Marie Claire’s annual Naked Issue comes out today, and I must say, I didn’t know they still did this.
This year’s is the biggest they’ve had yet, featuring 31 celebrities including Samkelo Ndlovu and Jafta Mamabolo from Generations, the boys from Lonehill Estate, Shadowclub and Locnville (I do hope it’s a spread!), comedian Tumi Morake and her hubby Mpho Osei-Tutu, as well as model Greg Hammond (remember him? He was the incredibly gorgeous guy carrying a sack of sugar over his shoulder in an Archers Aqua ad? With the orange overall half on? It’s from about a decade ago but I STILL remember it in detail. That’s how beautiful he is.)
Anyway, Jack Parow is on the cover (along with Jenna Pietersen) and I’m slightly disturbed that, well, Jack Parow is even in the naked issue. He’s awesome and everything but hardly my idea of eye candy. Same goes for Trevor Gumbi. And Joey Rasdien…
But then again, it’s for a good cause (the Burn Foundation Southern Africa). I guess it’s the intention that counts. Still, that won’t save my poor eyes from burning, though.
By guest writer Mamello Masote
The first ever Glam Camp was hosted by Brutal Fruit this past weekend and it certainly was memorable.
I imagine it would be the kind of thing that Tyra Banks would happily endorse. It was all about feeling good, from the inside out, and all about empowering women.
As with any event, there were parts that were great, some parts not so great and some parts that probably sounded great on paper but didn’t play out as planned.
For instance, the free manicures were a great idea, but the ratio of free manicurists to girls was slightly off. Not only was there a constant crowd to contend with to get your nails done, but there weren’t enough nail tips for everyone and many girls were very disappointed.
But, on the bright side, the shoulder, hand and foot massages were awesome, and there was no limit to the amount of times you could go, as long as you were patient.
The highlight of my day though was Bonang Matheba’s dramatic entrance in a helicopter….Queen B sure knows how to excite a crowd. Very Kourtney and Kim Take New York of her.
Most of the workshops were great, practical and the speakers were engaging and sounded as though they had put a lot of thought in the messages they were trying to convey.
The only workshop I found a bit dodgy was with Come Dine With Me’s Aubrey Ngcungama. He was supposed to give the girls tips on how to host the perfect dinner party.
He made a ‘brutal fruit salad’ topped with whipped cream and a strawberry to garnish, a lot less impressive than his appearance on the food show. I hope it was just nerves because if anyone served that at a dinner party, it would be the last time they see me.
Workshops that stood out for me were the ones hosted by life coach Kate Emmerson who got real about relationships and self-esteem as well as a money workshop hosted by journalist Maya Fischer-French who reminded girls that a man is not a financial plan!
All in all, a great concept that was reasonably executed. Can’t wait for next year!
Spotted: Former Big Brother Africa Lerato Sengadi, who hid behind her shades as well as winner of Fairlady’s reality show Style Intern (yeah, I watched that show), Sunshine.
Yes, it’s been a long while since I’ve tattled with you all. So sorry.
But I’m here now, so, let’s get to it.
If you have nothing to do with this weekend, it can’t be because you’re broke (pay day was a week ago). Whatever your reasons for planning on staying at home this weekend, I can give you more reasons not to. Here’s what’s up in the next few days:
First of all, there’s Jozifest. I mean, sure, the name’s not as cool as Download Festival or Ozzfest, but it’s distinctly local and so Joburg. It’s a music festival that will have artists such as 340ml, Lark, Fokofpolisiekar and Tidal Waves (among so many others!). Die Antwoord was meant to perform but they had to pull out cos they got an invite to be on a BIG late-night show in the States…. Anyway, Jozifest takes place on 3, 4 and 5 February. Click here for more information.
If festivals aren’t your thing, you might be interested in a fashion show that takes place at a two-floor restaurant. Yes. Fashion show. At a restaurant. The event is called Live-Style, and it takes place on 4 February at Shikisha in Newtown. Soweto rockers Reeburth will be playing (their singer has a really nice body *drool*), along with DJs Gimmick and Rodney. The fashion will be provided by Livestock Cottonwear, who are based in Pimville. The food and drinks will be provided by Shikisha (I did say it’s a restaurant) but not free of charge, obviously. So, whether you want to dine, drool, enjoy the tunes or the scenery, Live-Style is a must. Read more about it here.
If none of that interests you, legendary German DJ/ producer Paul van Dyk is playing in the country tonight. He plays two shows in one day: Durban at 4pm and Joburg at 8pm. Tickets are R250 – R430. Read more here.
Don’t say I don’t care about you.
It’s about that time again. When even the attention-seekers dress like Lady Gaga and the stylish only dress with a touch more flamboyance. When spotlight-lovers prance about in front of flashing lights like peacocks at a fashion show.
Oh, and the horse races, too.
Yes, the J&B Met is coming up soon and boy, are we excited. Of course we’ll be there, dressed up and ready to bring you all the titillating bits about it.
28 January, loves. Circle the date. The theme this year is “Made Different” (ahem, “born this weird”). It should be great.
Fire us if we don’t come back with entertaining stories and great pics!
Our golden girl of athletics, she who was embroiled in a nasty scandal over her gender and had politicians using her to score points with the public, Caster Semenya, turned 21 recently.
For some reason I wasn’t invited, but thanks to Sunday World, I got to see the pictures. That’s a lot of purple, Caster!
So from this we can deduce the following: Caster likes the colour purple. A lot. Caster’s party dress code was purple, shiny, wedding-like clothing. Caster is tight with a blonde from Botswana (check how they’re eyeing each other. I love my generation, we’re free to love whomever we want. Thank you, freedom fighters!).
Mzwakhe Mbuli – “the people’s poet” – was also there. Um, I understand Caster’s parents being there, but what was such an old guy doing at a party full of young people? Or is he scouting for a side chick?
For the whole slideshow of Caster’s very purple birthday party, check out the Sunday World’s website.
I love gossip rags. I thought I’d make that clear. They’re trashy, dramatic, fun and cheeky as hell. Basically, they’re just like me.
One thing that tabloids are constantly accused of is, to put it nicely (and Biblically, if that’s a word), spreading falsehoods. ‘Lies, lies, lies!’ yell the accused celebrities (A-grade, F-grade: what’s the diff? If you’ve been in the paper once or been an extra on Generations, you now qualify as some sort of famous, celebrated person).
But one guy who is a celebrity (simply because he throws good parties) is Kenny Kunene. I mean, the man’s not richer than Patrice Motsepe or Cyril Ramaphosa (does Mr Cyril have a son I can marry? I’m thinking one-carat white-gold Cartier engagement ring). But Kenny is, dare I say it, “controversial”. Why? Because tabloids said so.
Anyway, the man appears in papers A LOT. I guess he wouldn’t be gracing their pages if he wasn’t a big seller, right? So he was in the Sunday World this week, in an OTT story about how his wife Mathato is divorcing him cos she’s tired of his philandering, his adultery, his fornication, his sex life that doesn’t include her. Tog.
Kenny, as much as he LOVES publicity (he has a reality show, don’t forget), was not impressed. So unimpressed was he, he took to his blog to get a few things off his sushi-eating, Porsche-driving chest and to set some things straight.
In a nutshell, he yelled: “Lies!” and then went on to threaten to take Sunday World to court unless they print a front-page, bold-as-gold retraction in next week’s paper. No one “f***s” with his family, he says. Oooh la la!
Let’s wait and see, shall we. Will Sunday World quiver in their boots and take things back? Or will King Kenny whisk them off to court (he’s been there before, obviously, being a former prisoner and all), and will it play out like the episode in Pink Floyd’s The Trial? Will the tabloid be hanged by its nuts or will Kenny be too busy partying to remember that he was going to take them to court?