Singer/photographer TY Bello poses with her twin boys
Monday 29 December 2014
Treasure drops new single and viral video - Uncle Jona
21yr old Fast rising, Energetic & vibrant Nigerian afro-pop singer Eloho Michael Ogidi - also known asTreasure Boy is here with his first official offering under his new management outfit!
This is titled - Uncle Jona! and was produced by Master Beatz. The mid-tempo tune which comes along with a viral video is definitely something you would put on repeat.
Treasure Boy is an affiliate to Davido's HKN Music & has opened a couple of shows for the Gang on tour & here in Nigeria! He is also a nephew to the President of Nigeria 'Goodluck Jonathan', Hence he recorded a comic single referring to his uncle! with the viral clip directed by Jassy Generations
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President Jonathan on 1-day private visit to the UK
President Goodluck Jonathan this afternoon left Abuja for a 1-day private visit to the UK. According to a statement released by Presidential Spokesman, Reuben Abati, Pres. Jonathan was accompanied on the trip by some of his principal staff and personal aides and is expected back in Abuja on Monday December 29th. He is expected to meet with a delegation of people from Lagos and Delta state on Tuesday December 30th.
Search for missing AirAsia jet suspended
Indonesia's Aviation Ministry has suspended the search for missing AirAsia jet that disappeared this morning while flying from the city of Surabaya in Indonesia to Singapore. According to Indonesian transport ministry official Hadi Mustofa, the search was suspended due to night fall but will continue tomorrowmorning as early as 7am.
Gay activist Bisi Alimi speaks on living with HIV and how he was nearly killed for being gay
Alimi's acting career was just starting to take off when his sexuality stole the spotlight. The student newspaper at University of Lagos, where he was studying theater, threatened to publish a photo of him with his then-boyfriend. So Alimi beat them to the punch. He went on "New Dawn with Funmi," one of the most popular talk shows in Nigeria, and challenged a long-held belief that homosexuality was brought to Africa by white colonizers. That was also the year Alimi was diagnosed with HIV.
Suddenly, his home country no longer saw him as a rising star. Alimi lost his roles on TV and on stage, many of his friends shunned him and the police even arrested him on unexplained charges. In 2007, things got worse. He was detained at the airport on his way back from the United Kingdom, where he gave an interview to BBC Network Africa, and was released two days later. Then a group of men entered his home and attempted to kill him. Alimi fled to the U.K. and hasn't been back to Nigeria since.Why are you happy about Nigeria's harsh anti-gay law?
I see the law as a catalyst for change for good in Nigeria. You don't understand what it is like to fight a beast that you cannot see. Before the signing of that law, between 95 and 98 percent of Nigerians were in support of it. The latest poll says 88 percent of Nigerians now support the law. That's a 10 percent drop. Some people who are not LGBT are now saying, "Did we just support a law that criminalizes people ... for falling in love?" [When] you see that your uncle or cousin is gay, it kind of changes the conversation.
Speaking of family, how does your family feel about your identity?
I'm in a relationship that I can't talk to my parents about — it's like a big elephant in the room. But [the fact that] they want to accept me [as gay] is a form of support.
I was diagnosed [with HIV] in 2004, and I've never discussed it with my parents. This is my personal life, and I don't want them to get involved with it. Many times when I struggle with the challenges of being gay and being [HIV] positive, even living in diaspora and so many other things, I just really want to have somebody I can cry to who has blood lineage but I just said no.
So who is in your support network?
Mostly close friends. Many times it's people I don't know. I remember one incident when I was at my university. I was going back to my room at night and I was stopped by two guys. They were making very derogatory statements and becoming really aggressive. There was a [student] coming. So I raised my voice: "What did I do to you, why are you guys so frustrated with me?" ]The student] stopped and said, "What's going on?" I told her these guys were attacking me, and they said, "Oh he's gay, he's a faggot." She just looked at them and said, "What if he's a faggot? What's your problem?" She stood up to them. These are the unsung heroes of my existence because anything could have happened that night.
Back in 2007, a group of guys tried to kill you and that's when you fled the country. But did you ever want to leave Nigeria before then?
I was lucky enough to go through a 2-hour ordeal of being beaten and almost being shot in the head and escaping. If those guys are still alive, they might have read one or two of my interviews. I wonder how they feel that they almost killed me. But I felt that leaving was never a choice until my mother said, "Do you still have reason [to stay]? I think you should leave."
How did you react when when you were diagnosed with HIV?
By 2001 I started working in HIV prevention because I lost my best friend [to the disease]. So I was kind of aware. That was why my diagnosis was a shock to me. I broke down and started crying and thought like this is the end of my life because I have seen my friends die. It's such a big thing that even within the gay community, if you're positive, that's the end of it. Nobody wants to talk to you or date you, but you become the story everyone wants to talk about. So I didn't tell anybody. I carried it for three years before leaving Nigeria. I didn't start medication until 2009.
If you had known about the treatments and support for HIV then, would you have reacted differently?
No, because then I might still be in Nigeria. And I still wouldn't want to talk about it because it would still be a death sentence. Treatment is a big challenge and people [in Nigeria] still don't have access to it. And the support system is still not there because of the stigma against gay men — it's a belief that [HIV] is a punishment from God. So it's very difficult to exist with that system.
How would you assess the progress across Africa in providing HIV treatment?
We are still betraying generations when it comes to HIV prevention and treatment. Many people still need access to this treatment and we still have children being born with the virus when we know we can prevent it. We're lacking political willpower and funding to HIV projects. It has become a political game.
Being an advocate gives you a different kind of stage than acting does. If you had a choice, would you go back in to acting?
I think I studied theater because I was pretty much a drama queen [laughs]. Acting is my biggest passion. The unfortunate thing is that it's something I would never touch again because it left a big scar in my life. Even when I did try to go back to acting, I kept thinking, "If you keep doing this, you're going to bring up media interest again." I have media interest now but it's very humane. It's not about who I kissed last night or who I'm hanging out with.
So you're done with theater?
If there's anything I want to go back to, it's acting. I want to be back on stage dancing and acting, but I'm also very scared of it.
Cassie heading to St Barths to go get her man...lolz
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Closeup Rewards 2014 Cupid Games Winners
Closeup, the nation’s number one toothpaste, recently rewarded winners of the Closeup Cupid Games maiden edition with a cash prize of Five Hundred Thousand Naira each, in lieu of the trip to the Magnetic Island in Australia due to travelling restrictions.
The grand prize was presented to the winners at the Unilever Head Office in Lagos state. During the course of the game, the players were tested on their compatibility through series of interesting questions which got the players excited and created an avenue for social interaction.
Participants and other dignitaries were invited to the grand party at Eko Hotels and suites, where the winners emerged. Closeup cupid games was a digitally driven campaign targeted young and energetic adults, to give them the confidence to get closer. During the campaign, over ten thousand participated in the live game in order to find their ‘cupid match’ The Category Manager, Oral Care, Unilever Nig. Plc Mrs. Oiza Gyang also stated that “the essence of the competition is to foster social connections. Closeup is known for advocating confidence in close encounters because it provides perceptible transformation in the mouth that consumers can see, feel and believe in, and this enhances their ability to ‘close up’.
Also speaking at the event, the Brand Manager Closeup, Oyinade Ladapo stated that the campaign created a platform to bring consumers closer and was a conversation starter that builds relationships. The Closeup brand was introduced into the market about 40 years ago, and since then, the brand has offered consumers the protection they need to maintain strong, healthy teeth and the fresh breath that gives confidence to get closer, irrespective of their background or status.
Season of Surprises: Youth Corper win MTN's N50million house
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MTN SEASON OF SURPRISES: Hip-hop act, Sound Sultan (right), poses with Mrs Iyabode Olasunmbo Sodiya-Dawodu (left) as she shows off the key to her brand new KIA, which she won, courtesy of the “Who Deserves To Be Surprised” TV game show, at Ultima Studios, Lekki, recently.
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Special episodes of the TV game show tagged “Who Deserves To Be Surprised”, were aired on TV stations all over the country on the 21st and 28th December 2014, to the amazement of many viewers. Sponsors MTN, in conjunction with Ultima Limited, had called on Nigerians to nominate whoever they feel deserves to be surprised during this yuletide. Such a person, they said, must have influenced or touched their lives in a positive manner.
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MTN SEASON OF SURPRISES: Proud winner of MTN’s N50million house, Omotola Akinsola, displays the dummy key to her house, at the end of the “Who Deserves To Be Surprised” TV game show, held at Ultima Studios, Lekki, recently.
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According to the organizers, many nominations were received in this regard and it took a painstaking process to select the eight nominees with the most compelling stories, to come and have a chance of making it to the hot seat, not only to play for the regular star prize of N10million, but to also have a surprise chance of winning a house worth N50millon, courtesy of MTN.
Of the eight nominees who were invited for the show, Omotola Akinsola, a Youth Corp member and Mrs Iyabode Olasumbo Sodiya-Dawodu were the lucky two, who made it to the hot seat. Omotola Akinsola made it to the hot seat in the first episode and won a sum of N250,000, while Mrs Iyabode Olasumbo Sodiya-Dawodu tried her luck during the second episode and also won a sum of N250,000. With both contestants at par, show host, Frank Edoho, ushered viewers into another anxious moment, as both Omotola and Iyabode were made to play the fastest finger game, so as to determine who wins the star prize of a N50m house.
Omotola’s joy knew no bounds as she was announced winner, after being the fastest of the duo, to answer the N50m question. In an emotion laden voice, Omotola, expressed her happiness as she thanked MTN for surprising her in such a wonderful way. “This surprise largesse is an encouragement for me to do more and to follow my passion to a point that will influence the youth, even at a global level”, Omotola said.
Not done yet, MTN had another surprise package for the runner-up, Mrs Iyabode Olasumbo Sodiya-Dawodu, as show host, Frank Edoho, announced to the delight of the viewers, a surprise gift of a brand new KIA car to be presented to her. While expressing her joy at winning the car gift, an obviously elated Iyabode said it all came as a surprise to her, as she never envisaged it.
The star prize winner, Omotola Akinsola is a Director at Jumpstart Academy, a Non-Governmental Organisation that supports and currently sponsors more than two hundred and fifty public secondary school students in the area of counseling and tutorials. According to her, she recruits mentors from various universities within the country, to help in achieving her aim of motivating the youth in the society. Surprisingly, it was for this reason that Omotola was nominated for the “Who Deserves To Be Surprised” show by her friend, Mr Mayowa Daniel, who said he was moved by the passion, dedication and sacrifice that Omotola has displayed so far, in motivating the youth in the society.
Through its Season of Surprises campaign, MTN, has since the 1st of November 2014, created lot of exciting moments all over the country as the Company continues to unveil various surprise packages for Nigerians.
Thanks to MTN... Kudos
Oh no! Comedian Chris Rock and wife split after 18 years of marriage
"After much contemplation and 19 years of marriage, Chris and I have decided to go our separate ways,' she said
I cried like a baby when Boko Haram attacked Kano college – Lecturer recounts ordeal...... Chief Christian Ojimba
"It was a very serious attack and an unexpected one. Before the attack on our school, Boko Haram terrorists had attacked Kano State Polytechnic inside the city centre, with the new strategy of using female and male teenagers, who they arm with bombs. In broad-day light on Wednesday, September 17, our school, the Federal College of Technology, Kano, was attacked.
That day, I didn’t have lectures, but, in my usual way, I had to go to school, because I am very friendly with my students.
I am always in my office to solve their problems because I love my students. I must say that I had premonition which, if I had heeded, I wouldn’t have been involved in the attack. One, I didn’t have lectures; two, when I got to the school gate, I discovered my office keys were not in my bag; three, my wallet containing my identity card, driver’s licence and other important documents was not with me. But when I got to the office, my colleague had already opened the door with his own key. If the door had been locked, I would have gone back home.
I stayed in the office, Room 78, upstairs at the new site of School of Arts and Social Sciences, FCE, Kano. Around 1.15pm that day, I heard the sound of multiple bomb explosions at close range. Before you knew it, there was pandemonium. Students and staff were running helter skelter for their lives. On noticing this, I came out of my chair to check what was happening and what I saw was the Boko Haram people wielding AK-47 guns shooting sporadically and directly at everyone at sight. Downstairs, they had killed one of our lecturers, Dr. Thomas Kayode Ajamu from Ogbomoso, Oyo State. Dr. Ajamu, a former Head, Department of Christian Religious Studies, CRS, was buried that same week.
So when I came out of the door, there was no way to pass. Dead bodies littered everywhere because this attack happened at the prime-time for lectures.
Before the attack, I have reason to believe terrorists came on surveillance. Several male teenagers came visiting our offices in pretence that they were begging for money. The one that came to my office said, teacher good afternoon, please I am going to the hospital, I am not feeling too well, but I don’t have money for transportation. Even though I don’t understand Hausa very well. I replied him in Hausa, that I forgot my money at home, that there was no money on me, and he thanked me and left.
That was the conversation during the surveillance time and they did it in all the blocks in the five departments of the school- Department of History where I belong, Department of Geography, Social Studies, Christian Religious Studies, Islamic Religious Studies, and the Deanery. They surveyed everywhere before the attack.
My office is located on the first floor of a one storey building, so, I couldn’t jump down. I saw students jumping down, some got injured, while others didn’t. What I did was that I hugged a pillar from the first floor, trying to come down through it. So, when students noticed I have created an escape route, many joined me and it was in that process that there was a stampede. I fell down and couldn’t move because the long bone joining my right knee got broken and shifted out of its socket.
I was trapped. I couldn’t run because a Boko Haram man was just a stone throw. So, I told myself, ‘to God be the glory, God receive my soul in heaven’. There was no escape, the man was directly shooting sporadically at any person in sight. He was shooting directly at both the young and old. They didn’t spare young boys and girls who came to the school to sell groundnut and pure water. All of them where shot dead.
At the end, there was a massive attack, many people were killed, several others were wounded. The big testimony of it all, was that the Boko Haram man was standing on me, while shooting at others. When I saw him I played dead. I remembered when I was in Alvan Ikokwu College of Education, Owerri, in 1984, there was this lecture we had then on self-defence mechanism. I remembered the lecturer told us how to escape if we were in situations like this. So, that knowledge came into me. Another thing that came into my mind at that critical moment was that I remembered that I and my wife had been praying and fasting against gun shots, bomb blast.
At the Boko Haram man stood on me as if I was a dead victim, I didn’t know how God seized the pains I was going through as a result of the broken knee bone and also my breathe was also seized.
Few minutes later, the man left me and was walking away towards the school gate. At that same time, there was one of the female lecturers in my department who was finding her way out with four others. The man spotted them and asked them to say their last prayers. While they put their hands up to say the prayers, the bomb the man had on his body blew him up.
Shortly thereafter, a security guard came to me and asked me to stand up, stand up, but I told him I couldn’t, that my leg was broken. He tried to pull me but it was not easy because I was bigger than him. He managed to pull me to hide behind a door inside a class. There too, I also played dead because the sound of gun shots was still raging.
Some minutes later, I peeped from the door and saw some policemen inside the school. I was in dilemma as to whether to call them to come and help me or not, because, sometimes, these Boko Haram people dress in police and military uniforms. Everybody had vacated the school premises, nobody knew I was behind the door writhing in pains. I said if the policemen were not authentic security agents that means I am gone, because there was still sound of gun shots.
God receive my soul
I said within myself, if they were genuine policemen, I have a testimony to tell, but if they were fake, God receive my soul. So, I summoned the courage and called them, ‘Officer, officer, please come and rescue me’, and they said ‘who are you?’ I introduced myself as Chief Ojimba of History Department of the college. I told them I fell from upstairs and my leg was broken.
It was then that they mobilised other soldiers. They asked for my ID card. I told them I left it at home. They didn’t believe me and threatened to kill me. I said I couldn’t stand up, my leg was broken.
I said they could waste me but I was a lecturer in the school and they could confirm by going to my office at room 78. I said they could see my two phones and a new laptop in the office. Yet they didn’t believe me, so, they ordered me to pull-off my shirt and singlet which I did. They further asked me to pull-off my trousers and I cried to them that my legs were already swollen and my bones broken and I could not. In harsh tone, they warned that if I fail to obey their instructions they will shoot me. After doing that, they also asked me pull-off my short, which I did and was stark naked.
Well, one shouldn’t blame them, because they were actually doing their job. They wanted to confirm if I was not one of the terrorists, and was not concealing any bomb in me. When they noticed I was stark naked and nothing was on me, they instructed me to put on my clothes. Then, they rescued me out of the place. An Assistant Superintendent of Police, ASP, that came with the team, an elderly man like myself, carried me on his back, with three other soldiers carrying my swollen right leg to the waiting school ambulance. I cried like a baby, as I was taken to the Murtala Muhammed Specialist Hospital, Kano. I have never cried like that before all my life. It was then that they brought out dead, Dr. Ajamu of the Department of CRS. He was shot inside his office, because the Boko Haram people went to offices, classrooms and toilets shooting anybody at sight.
I stayed at the specialist hospital with my broken leg inside Plaster of Paris, POP, for about a week. But I must confess that I was impressed by the way our school’s governing council, the school management, students, staff unions, friends and relations rallied round me while I was hospitalised.
Photo: Man kills son in Ebonyi
The Ebonyi State Police Command yesterday Sunday Dec. 28th confirmed the arrest of a 45yr old man named Nwofu Igbo, who allegedly killed his son in Nwofe Community in Izzi LGA.
Government Area of the state. The Police Public Relations officer (PPRO) of the command, ASP Chris Anyanwu, said in Abakaliki that the matter was being investigated by the police.
“The police is prepared to get to the root of the problem that led to the killing of the boy,’’ Anyanwu said. He said that the suspect had confessed to the killing of his 16-year-old son who returned from Lagos to celebrate the Christmas with his family members.
An eyewitness told the News Agency of Nigeria (NAN) on condition of anonymity in Abakaliki that Igbo killed the son due to a squabble between him (Igbo) and the deceased’s mother. “The suspect has, after a quarrel with his wife (mother of the deceased), banished her for reasons best known to him.
ANGELINA JOLIE
Photos: A young Angelina Jolie poses topless in old unseen photos
I love these pix..... sexy
Saturday 27 December 2014
Fast rising singer, Kidsway releases new single, "Casanova'
The young singer from Lagos State, fully signed under CEG record label is sure set to make his mark and carve a niche for himself in the Entertainment Industry, and a projected hit-song like Casanova proves it. Download & Enjoy - http://mp3naija.com.ng/music/
Twitter handle - @lionkidsway
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Website - www.lionkidsway.com
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Bookings - bookkidsway@ceg.com.ng.
Is Wizkid on Ice again? - Etcetera writes
Six weeks ago, I was in Benin City to support a friend who was getting married that weekend. We drove down to Ugbowo campus of UNIBEN, laughing along the way at bini guys and the way they pronounce certain words. We got stuck in an unusual traffic jam and my friend who was driving, took the opportunity to reply his pings, pausing only to turn up the radio when Wizkid’s “In My Bed” came on. A few seconds later, he increased the volume even more. I accepted that since I was in his car, I had to endure his choice of songs. So I listened, trying to figure out why he was interested in that particular song.
Though the melody has this jingle-catchy feel, everything else about the song is horrible. The mix brought to mind those days when Nigerian studio engineers were still learning how to mix. The overall instrumentation is noisy with the kick pitched high, like a headache. Played on F-sharp minor, which is a predominantly high key for most people, but the struggling syncopation over a lazy bass line weighs the whole song relentlessly down. My friends know that I have a crazy physical reaction to songs, mostly when I love it. In this instance, I was gasping for breath by the end, as if the song was trying to strangle me. I thanked God I was still alive when it finally ended. But as the traffic lingered my friend put down his phone, this time to surf through radio stations. Again, he landed on “In My Bed.” That was when I really got scared, thinking I was going to pass out.
This year, we have had a mix of both good and bad songs. Wizkid’s “In my bed” is one of those ear worms you don’t want to get into your brain space for three minutes and 46 seconds. Those who will say “WTF” is Etcetera saying? I want you to note that I have a zero interest in persuading you to agree with me. If you enjoy “In My Bed,” I won’t dream of changing your mind. I heard it again last weekend at my manager’s party, and for a second, I thought it was some kind of pain killer advert, because the radio station where I have my show, currently runs an ad that sounds like a more palatable version of it. My Christmas day was almost ruined when a caller on my show requested “In My Bed” for his girlfriend. Because Christmas only comes once in a year, I decided to grant her wish, but as soon as I clicked play, I had the sort of physical reaction associated with someone suddenly coming in contact with bees. And before my mind could process what was happening, I hammered the stop button quickly, arrgh! If you are one of those who regard this song as a standard club track with all the necessary “thumps and bumps” and you are angry at my loathing of it, it doesn’t bother me at all. I have fantasised for weeks about punching this song in the eye, but unfortunately, the song doesn’t have a head, talkless of eyes.
How can one song cram in so many failed decisions per minute? One minute you are trying to woo a girl into your bed, the next, you are saying Tinubu eleniyan, Fashola eleniyan. What has Tinubu eleniyan got to do with getting her in your bed? Are you pimping her to Tinubu or to the other names you mentioned in the song? There’s nothing wrong with praise singing if you do it right. “In My Bed” sounds like a guy trying so hard to get it right and therefore getting it all wrong. You packed in the same overused lines “Anywhere I go all my people show me love / And people trying to bad mouth me. Don’t you think by now, we’ve heard enough of your sniffy little screech of being chased by enemies? It is boring already. Even a connoisseur of pop trash won’t find anything to like about a song like this. “In My Bed” is one song you don’t need to know the lyrics, you may want to shield your friends and loved ones from its strange concoction. It is indeed the worse song of this or any other year. Oh sorry, this year is not over yet, so it’s theoretically possible a worse contender could emerge, but I doubt it. Let’s put it this way, if placed in comparison with any of Artquake’s songs, it would still be a distant second. I can’t remember the last time there was a hit song this whack.
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