Monday 16 February 2015

HOT STIX

Hot Stix


 

Sipho "Hot Stix" Mabuse is my friend finish and klaar.This is how we say it in the township where I grew up!

When you say 'finish & klaar' you mean that's it.Not exactly the Selibi{Jacky Selibi was our former commissioner of Police} way just that he is my brother.

Stix and I would go training at the then Share World Centre every morning accept Sundays. We would run a quick 6km for our warm up then come back to the gym for our 3 Super Circuits with weights and more running before Mike 'Sporo' Mangena, Fusi Zazayokwe come to disrupt our routine with jokes.

These were great times and I missed these sessions every time I travelled in the world. I would even even wonder what the guys were up to each time I was being messed up by jet lag or a different time zone.

I now have those days to thank, for an illness free adulthood.


 

Stix had been the founder member of the famous 'Beaters' and later 'Harari' in the 70's.I first saw him at the Mofolo Five Roses Bowl playing a song called 'Musikana'at the age of 14years.Little did I know that I would use this song as part of my Comedy Release called 'e Moholo'which I hope to remember to tell you about at some point.

He was wearing a funny looking denim bellbottom and an Egyptian Style hat that made him look like a Pharaoh in Blue Jeans. Then he played a song with the lyrics 'in the beginning'.

And at some point broke into a flute routine .The crowd went wild with this melody and as usual girls were screaming. I had not experienced this befo


 

Extract from:

'Dad these Children cannot Pray'

By

Mac Donald Temane

Sunday 15 February 2015

Madiba


 

   This note was written on the 7th of December 2013.
It was a day after the announcement of the death of the legend of legends
Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela.
The mood was pregnant with mixed emotions of loss, celebration and sorrow.
None of these emotions took dominance both in my head and heart and in the
world as a whole.
I drove to the office with a mixed sense of confusion even though it was a Saturday

Udo (Carelse}was on the radio ,I had made him and Andile(Gaeleshewe)their wedding ring many years earlier and I was thinking of their mortality as people that I knew and the hopes that they had for themselves and the country then. As I say it was a confusion filled morning. The ring I had made them was that of Tear Drop or what in the diamond trade we call a Pear Shape.


Now, here I am in a time of great sorrow thinking about a design that I had made many years ago in a form of a Tear in a book that I had titled "Tear Drop'.
Was there any meaning? Or just a strange coincidence?
 
Udo went on to play a clip of former President Mbeki calling for all of us to forgive each other. Not only black and white but black on black as well,
 
So,you can imagine a tense morning like that and I was wondering if my countrymen can heed this advice?

Just as I was listening to the radio an sms alert comes in to announce the death of Baby Jake Matlala (I will tell you about Jake later in the book but i do not promise)

Now, you may wonder what the hell does the death of Nelson Mandela and Jake have to do with young women and their Love lives?

Plenty, PLENTY! .......You see, Love Lives are a continuation of mortality.You Love, Procreate, Care,Get ill ,Die.
Not necessarily in this order but somewhat close.
Some of you may not agree but this web of loving is most times part of the Living roller coaster.

Believe IT or Not!.

12/7/13, 5:54 PM


 

From 'Tear Drop'

By

Mac Temane




 

Women

Women are like diamonds, you are strong, shapely and if you are polished right, careered for enogh, loved deeply, you Sparkle!
Like a diamond you are complex, you know that most diamonds have more that 57 facets or sides if you like. You guys are similar. These sides are like mirrors they reflect life like you give life. Inherent in these mirrors is the complexity of your being. Dark, light, rainbow, pyramid, bowtie, explotion, and flash.
Darkness and Light symbolises the rhythm of of night and day. Rainbow is a Cascade or a kaleidoscope of colour symbolising a new beginning, creation or unity hence it happens after it rains when the earth has been fertilised.Piramid, a sign of genius, mathematical complexity. A structure that cannot be duplicated today. Bowtie a sign of celebration from which when you women are absent , does not exist.Explotion,the only safe explosion a man can have without killing himself, you provide.Flash,the future.
In Short. You Women ROCK!

Saturday 14 February 2015

My First Business

                                          My first business

I do not remember when I started my first business, I guess I have always been selling something from the get go. Selling my cuteness to get attention or a sweets, my knowledge of prayer to get into school.
 I have always been selling people on my ideas or peanuts or sweets. Funny I never sold sweets for long and my recollection of my sweet business at 7 years was two weeks. Now the one I remember the most was the still movie business in my father’s garage at 2c a kid and 5c for adults. Batman and Achie was the most popular and I was doing the verbal commentary of the stills.
This business was preceded by my sales of a porn magazine viewing and I think it was Playboy.
Kids paid to have a peek of naked white women.
Now bear in mind these were the APARTHEID days and you suspected police spy’s everywhere.You heard about people being arrested for banned literature and I knew that Playboy was definitely banned material. I also knew that my parents would not approve .But I got one Playboy magazine anyway .Please do not ask me how it came to my possetion.I wish I still had that ability to acquire stuff by some miracle. Believe me, I do not know how I got it, but what was important is that I had it and it was mine.

Now imagine you are under 10 years and have this banned material which you must advertise without advertising.You need clients to know that you are selling something that you should not be having.
I am sure that it is like selling weed, So I had this business at 1c or 2c depending if you were from a rich or poor family or if I liked you.
So you paid the money first then you waited at a secret place I went home and got the magazine in my pants. I showed you two to three pages then that was it.Deal done!

But sometimes kids would have no timing. Come to my house then announce that they have come to see the book with my mother in the kitchen. Now ‘what book?’.
I would then have to convince them that they are at the wrong house or misheard this book story and that I would walk them out.
In 2009 I appeared on Playboy in Serbia, this was dajavu. Here is this kid who used to sell secret viewings of Playboy now being featured in the magazine.


(extract from) 

'Dad These Children Cannot Prey'

                  by
Mac Donald Temane