“... Join Komla Dumor and friends on the Su-per Mooorning Show. Every week day on Joy-naindy-nine point-seven eef eem. CAN YOU FEEL IIIIIT ?!!” While being threatened over and sometimes, force-fed breakfast; or having the unruly hair wrestled into ‘tentacles’... sometimes in the car... Basically, I grew up on a breakfast regimen of tea/oats/porridge-and-bread and the Super Morning Show. My mum has always been nuts about Komla Dumor, and back then, I didn’t see what the big deal was. I didn’t get the Kojo Antwi thing either. But then, small girls are always young. Today, not only can I sing the entire ‘Densu’ album; I remember Komla’s voice. I can hear it even now- the rich, smooth timbre; the semi-nasal undertones; the phonetics; his svelte delivery. I was too young to appreciate swag back then. Good thing swag in its truest form is timeless. I’m surprised by how much I’ve learnt from Komla; even more so that most of it has been learnt in the last two days. I’ll ...
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