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That wasreally close....

The easiest way to attempt to review this song - Igboro by Lord Of Ajasa ft. Pasuma, is to cast back the career of Lord of Ajasa and agree unanimously, that on this one, he truly comes of age.



He used to sound pretty monotonous and almost pointless but not on this one. In Igboro,
you won't memorize every word but it will light up any party. madly! The lyrics are pretty straightfoward, but you can't fault the delivery.

It will infect you.


Take a look at a snapshot of ones I liked:

//Ohun to ba wu elenu.... lo le fi enu e so.
// mo lenu ladugbo mi.//
// Omo....../no dulling/
// bebe nlo............lako/lako lo ma ba wa.

Where the song really strikes gold is the fantatic introduction of Fuju Maestro - Pasunma Wonder,
midway into the 4 minutes of a total dance-ware, this track is.

The incursion, the delivery, is simply class!

And you don't have to like Pasuma to know. Brilliant musical delivery tells itself....

Rich, in the way it mixes street Nigerian slangs - we can't have enough of them, with a breezy
blend of synth, and very streamlined horns, and the very basic drums, the least you can say of the production is tasteful.


If you like it varied, and hot Iboro is a must;


And if you are a party or dance buff, You don't dare miss this from your playlist.

Very well done!

Download a full track here.

What force?
drives,
that maddening buzz,
mental and nervous overdrive,
the fate of a football fan,
games like this ?
::

they came out,
guns blazing,
underrated Sunderland,
drove into the theatre of dreams,
blanket eerie everywhere,
swallowing the dream,
as if enamoured by the golden sun,
in their land - Steve Bruce;

offsprings of a don...

Ben Foster,
with bizarre procession,
sprinkles the mortal juices;
evil ones, if you are the drinking manc;

::
Radiowaves abuzz,
the Greene asking,
Ferguson,
Taking the M-I-C,
and Danny Wellbeck starts,
forgetful,
that its 27years of mixing,
sometimes artistic,
equally startling proportions,
of poison,
for new United inductees,
in endless search,
for the king...

::

The anti-United brigandage,
they lurk,
dreaming and hoping,
partly enjoying the drama,
served with arresting force,
partly supplicating,
cautious still,
that the consipiracists,
capture,
as the Fergie-time-cloud,
ticks/tock/ and its 2-1
in the wait,
the sacred final whistle

::

United losing,
90,000 silence,
the force twists,
The Sunderland,
the dream collapses under the weight,
of impending glory,
still standing tall,
what force ?

::
Visits eternal stupidity,
ordered, Richardson
with spontenaous alacrity,
delivered first class,
a red,
Out!

::
Fluke,
Breakthrough,
Escape,
Its 2-2.
94minutes of Intensity,
It burns, you cant cry,
It rocks, you are mad,
It sucks, you are alone,
man-made warefare,
without blood, It galls,
without goals, It bores...
without nerves, dont play.

::
Yet, Its Heaven,
Unknown when you get there,
Unseen what drives,
Unstoppable, what gives.

Its Beautiful.
Football? aaaaaaaw.
Heaven inside hell...

How easy is it to catch a scammer ?

What thresholds must be crossed, before a customer service agent,
summarily concludes, that email in his Inbox requesting for
a basic quote for potential deliveries is another all too familiar,
stereotypically tagged "Nigerian"-scam email ?

Someone I know yesterday emailed this store
requesting for a quote for a supplies he had intended to bid for.

All was going well, with a sales rep. requesting for information on the intended destination of the items.

Here was the exact response:

Thanks for your enquiry, can you advise where the goods are going to be
delivered to?

Few minutes later, a lot at the store that goes with the name Dan Rankin had had a brainwave,
of sorts, replying with this:

Your quote is:
















1 meeeeeeeeeelion dollars!!!

A subtle dismissal of the request-for-quotes, as one from a scammer..

I took it upon myself to register my displeasure on at the hasty and offensive response
but I got no response.

So to all of you at Wstore.co.uk, especially these three:

- Louise Susans , Chris Wilkins and most especially Dan Rankins;

You are who you are, short-sighted Idi0ts.

all there is to say.


UPDATE: - I received a phone call, with lots of apologies from a staff of wStore this afternoon on this issue.

Which is good.

It was always said, that the Owen idea, radical as it was, was a tough gamble only SAF could play.

For me, Owen goes into the casket tonight.
Or the reserves @ the least.

It’s a little hasty, but I see Kiko Macheda -young as he were, scoring at least one of the 4 clearcut chances the chap has had in United! coulours thus far. That would not have cost the team perhaps the community sheild, the whole texture of this murderous game would have been absolutely different.

You cant complain losing out on a free gamble. We ‘d better dump him so we have a rough idea where we head.

Evra was on full gas today, and that shown alongside the experience of Giggs…but that was all.

Its a full blown fact now, United! needs a midfield maestro and the time is absolutely fuckin g now. Dont ever want to see United! play that ridiculously ever.

If you could tolerate that murderous performance, or excuse it as a rare concentration loss, against a terrific Barcelona side, you simply musn't think it against Burnley. It's sacrilege.

Yet! As the songs of excitement, scratch that, jest, from the Arsenal fans (who's got surprising reasons to be happy) and the Chelsea wannabes (yes! I said that) crank into top gear, there's a lot of going to be confident about.

In that, we have been exposed for the inadequacies of the seniors - the law of averages working most definitely against Park + Anderson + O'shea - , and that the long road to the generation X of United! players must begin now, a die-hard manc, takes faith;

That there are three things that makes the heart of a champion;

That you must be the master,
Seek to be the master,
And never do arrogance - especially on the unforgiving green
patch of the game...

You must play, with respect but believe,
With mind, and with soul
And always remember,
that it is in defeats,
unfathomable defeats especially,
that you learn the value of Victory.

This was a night of dreams for the Burnley 11, my hats off to their goalkeeper,
and what a glorious goal, that was to win a memorable game against visiting champions.

As for those never ending trumps about Ronaldo, there is only one refrain:

Manchester United > Ronaldo. Always has. Always will.
You couldn't stop a man from following his dreams,
but people forget that when a king dies - Ronaldo never conquered by the way,
the people rediscover their own dreams too,
and that includes the discovery of new kings.

Football, What Beautiful game. United! What a wounded dog...