The Daily Dose: A King Among Men

Today my big brother passed away, his name is Thulani. Taller than a building more fun than a bowl full of skittles on a sunny day. I’m the oldest in my family, but the way we’re raised in Zimbabwe we learn to love our friends like family…sometimes more. So yea I lost a brother.

First time I got drunk and threw up it was on the side of his car, hanging out the window the night before my first rugby tour.

First time some dude tried to fuck me up but failed, it was because he drove all the way back to the place I was at and shut the dude down.

First time I got high and rolled around the city bumping nothing but Jay-Z was with him.

First time I felt like quitting music, because I was back in Zimbabwe with no contacts and no idea where to step next, he looked out for me again. He became my manager, though he didn’t have the time for it he made time for me. Got me my first gig on home soil.

And the last thing he sent me was a beat to make magic on

My brother was an artist, he could just create amazing shit. Give him a paintbrush, a pencil, some charcoal….WATEVA !! Just give him the space and the time and he’ll make magic.

I wanted to fall back and just not do this for a week, but fuck it, he pulled me back up so I could make all of this work out and happen. So no days off, no letting up on the gas. For me, the greatest respect I can pay to his memory is to show him while he smiles down from the heavens that his little brother kept his end of the bargain….so now I gotta make it. And I’m not afraid cos’ Thu was never afraid.

I love you dude and I miss you. Thank you for everything. It hurts tryna write this, but writing is all I know. And oh Lord, how you made me write…you just pushed me. And I’mma hold on to the last piece of advice you gave me, just to remind me how fucken crazy u were in that head of yours.

See u soon. You are Forever Young !

Tendai