Thursday, 12 December 2013
Wednesday, 20 November 2013
The Feminine Touch Series @ The Slaghuis street Festival
Thursday, 31 October 2013
Poem by: Mandi Poefficient Vundla
UNTITLED
(In a land where we are declared free, we need to be able to speak freely)
A shack can’t afford a plot of land to stand on corrugated feet
so homeless houses plant their struggles in gravel gardens
where rotten apples grow seeds
that run away from starving
only to grow hungry on the streets
the black rose from a bed of thorns
that left our petals torn
the roots of our mother shoot to kill our fathers in Marikana
the grass is dead
our roots no longer live there
My kind
mine bread crumbs beneath the surface of the breadline
nothing new under the white son
black absorbs the heat
and we are still burning
The incense has lost its scent
our ancestors their strength
coz we blacks have become too damn scared to unlearn apartheid
That school rings a sensitive bell
when the 2nd period of oppression is a language
in Afrikaans, you must pass
for varsity to give you a chance
it’s how multi- racial schools you in class
rooms groom a generation of bantu English fools
where wrestles motherless tongues aren’t pruned
colonized wombs bearing jungle fever baboons
they call your cocoon
like it grew in the middle of the great Karoo
then a native land act swept you to the zoo
endangering our species
we’re nearing extinction
So black child vuka
your dreams seek to serve you proper breakfast
not just fat cakes
cost effective food is only effective for as long as it keeps you full
Freedom is the right to choose what to eat
the comfort to excrete
without landing you feces on the streets
The long walk to freedom constipates my feet
coz it’s a white lie
sold to a black child
with a burdened heart
coz daddy is a security guard
watching buildings instead of building a better man of his son
mother cleans the white house
no presidential pardons
for these children of the slums
so text books get dumped
Young ones
no longer raised by their grandma’s
me I want a white matron
she will serve my kids bacon
in a greasy old apron
They will call her aunty
throw tantrums when they are hungry
then we can talk about this equal opportunity
when my garden boy is white
my garbage boy is white
all those on strike, on a go slow
are as white as snow
we can then bow to this nonsense of a rainbow
when the farmer can’t stand to be called BAAS JOHN
so the farm boy simply calls him JOHN
Tell me
when the CBD rocks Jozi streets to sleep
what’s the colour of the skin inside the broomstick
sweeping hopes and dreams
passed cnr Sauer and Bree and desires to read
past the dust outside the Library gardens
so dear white son I beg your pardon for declaring clear
white skies to my black rainy eyes
when you claimed to have never met any who feel inferior
The graffiti you left on my Facebook wall
doesn’t change the fact that you are who are
because of us
The bullets you aim at my raging tongue
wont murder the truth
you’re an inheritant of your fathers sins just like I am of Eves
Yes, you weren’t there in the struggle
I wasn’t there in the garden of Eden but I bleed
your apple doesn’t fall too far from my tree
yet you fail to believe in white supremacy because the government is black
I’ve watched some of you turn your backs 360degrees
still burns us blacks.
By Mandi Poefficient Vundla
(In a land where we are declared free, we need to be able to speak freely)
A shack can’t afford a plot of land to stand on corrugated feet
so homeless houses plant their struggles in gravel gardens
where rotten apples grow seeds
that run away from starving
only to grow hungry on the streets
the black rose from a bed of thorns
that left our petals torn
the roots of our mother shoot to kill our fathers in Marikana
the grass is dead
our roots no longer live there
My kind
mine bread crumbs beneath the surface of the breadline
nothing new under the white son
black absorbs the heat
and we are still burning
The incense has lost its scent
our ancestors their strength
coz we blacks have become too damn scared to unlearn apartheid
That school rings a sensitive bell
when the 2nd period of oppression is a language
in Afrikaans, you must pass
for varsity to give you a chance
it’s how multi- racial schools you in class
rooms groom a generation of bantu English fools
where wrestles motherless tongues aren’t pruned
colonized wombs bearing jungle fever baboons
they call your cocoon
like it grew in the middle of the great Karoo
then a native land act swept you to the zoo
endangering our species
we’re nearing extinction
So black child vuka
your dreams seek to serve you proper breakfast
not just fat cakes
cost effective food is only effective for as long as it keeps you full
Freedom is the right to choose what to eat
the comfort to excrete
without landing you feces on the streets
The long walk to freedom constipates my feet
coz it’s a white lie
sold to a black child
with a burdened heart
coz daddy is a security guard
watching buildings instead of building a better man of his son
mother cleans the white house
no presidential pardons
for these children of the slums
so text books get dumped
Young ones
no longer raised by their grandma’s
me I want a white matron
she will serve my kids bacon
in a greasy old apron
They will call her aunty
throw tantrums when they are hungry
then we can talk about this equal opportunity
when my garden boy is white
my garbage boy is white
all those on strike, on a go slow
are as white as snow
we can then bow to this nonsense of a rainbow
when the farmer can’t stand to be called BAAS JOHN
so the farm boy simply calls him JOHN
Tell me
when the CBD rocks Jozi streets to sleep
what’s the colour of the skin inside the broomstick
sweeping hopes and dreams
passed cnr Sauer and Bree and desires to read
past the dust outside the Library gardens
so dear white son I beg your pardon for declaring clear
white skies to my black rainy eyes
when you claimed to have never met any who feel inferior
The graffiti you left on my Facebook wall
doesn’t change the fact that you are who are
because of us
The bullets you aim at my raging tongue
wont murder the truth
you’re an inheritant of your fathers sins just like I am of Eves
Yes, you weren’t there in the struggle
I wasn’t there in the garden of Eden but I bleed
your apple doesn’t fall too far from my tree
yet you fail to believe in white supremacy because the government is black
I’ve watched some of you turn your backs 360degrees
still burns us blacks.
By Mandi Poefficient Vundla
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
The Feminine Touch Series- Presents- Battle of the Sexes
In the Month
of September...Who Runs The World? Battle Of The Sexes - Female DJ's v/s Male
DJ's. We had invited Jozi's finest Urban Music Deejays to go Head to
Head...each DJ blessing music lovers with a 45min set. It was an epic night of
Urban Music as our participating DJ's showcase which gender Rules the Dance
floor when it comes to playing music that moves the audience. The Feminine
Touch Series Female DJ's Battle It Out in style with the opposite sex.
- PILZY LEE
V/S HERBAL (DUBSTEP)
- RHAA V/S
ARCH ANGEL (DANCEHALL)
- TSHIDEX
V/S CHIKIN (CLASSICS)
- MARSH V/S
LIL O (HOUSE)
- ZAI MAYA
V/S SELZ (HIP HOP)
- NESSA V/S
SIR QUINTON (DEEP HOUSE)
The Feminine Touch Series " Extra" In Partnership with Mashumi Art Projects
- August 15-
The Feminine Touch Extra in partnership with Mashumi Art Projects.In the spirit
of Women’s Month, Mashumi Art Projects presents the “Pink Art Exhibition”, An exhibition that featured an all-female artist display.
From visual
artists specializing in photography (Paballo ‘MrsVice’ Kumalo), fine art (
Desiree Motene & Nompumelelo Ngoma & Kgalalelo Gaitate) and embroidery
(Lerato Mohau), to poets (Mendisa Ngalo & Dimakatso Sebolai) and live music
by the Feminine Touch Series- Singers (Miz Ricks & Pearl), Djs’( Tshidex
& Nessa).
Pink Art Exhibition’s
aim is to celebrate, promote and recognize women artists. Not only will every
distinct artwork serve the purpose of being an artistic manifestation of
Self-expression, but also as a counter to the bias regarding women’s role in
society and the arts.
The Feminine Touch Series- Presents- Women in the ARTS
In the month of August Women's Month) we brought you Women in the Arts, doing what they know best.
- MPRESS
D'VINE ( RAP ARTIST)
- NKULI
MTHETHWA (COMEDIAN)
- MAPULE
MOHALATSI (POET)
- NEO
SOULSTA (SINGER)
- ANGELA
NIMAH (VOCALIST)
- GUGU
(RUBBISH BIN FASHION)
- KAMO (PHOTOGRAPHY
EXHIBITION)
Resident DJ’s
- RHAA RHAA
-Tshidex
-Marcia
The Feminine Touch Series- Presents- House Party
In the month
of July we brought you The House Party feat...Female House Music DJ's.
HOUSE MUSIC DJ'S
- DJ Marsh
- DJ Lerato
- DJ G Touch
- DJ Tshidex
- DJ
Portable
- DJ
Wandaful
- DJ Slim Jones
The Feminine Touch Series-Presents-Iapetus Records
In the month of May we mixed it up with
Singer, Female Mc/Rapper & a Dj. A beautiful night blessed with talented souls, some dope Hip Hop/Jazz/ Soul from Iapetus Records stable.
HOST
- Lerato
ARTISTS
- Yugen
Blakrok (Female Rapper/Mc)
- Fifi the
Rai Blaster (Hip Hop/Jazz/Soul)
- Zetina Mosia
(Jazz/Soul)
- DJ
Sistamatic
- Resident DJ Tshidex
Link to Pictures
https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.382337165199574.1073741826.321672157932742&type=1&l=c44c007ea6
Link to Pictures
The Feminine Touch Series -Presents- Poetic Justice
In the month of April
we showcased Female Poets, Its Female's POETIC JUSTICE so soothing
but yet provokative Poetry from our Guest Artists. Our Host Mostar Kaiser (Y
FM) presented the showcase & our resident DJ Tshidex was on
the Decks with some smashing tunez.
Poets who blessed the M-I-C are...
-Mandi Poefficient Vundla
-Miz Ricks
-NubianQueen Masisi
-Nomsa Motale
-Dimakatso Sebolai
-Mystikal Ebony
-Thando thatPoet
-Maks Shobane
@Danish Lounge - #4882 Diepkloof Zone4
The Feminine Touch SeriesTeam Photoshoot
Behind the scenes video link
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10151395600365872&l=4322709227293041539
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10151395600365872&l=4322709227293041539
The Feminine Touch Series -Presents- An All Female DJ Line Up
In the month of March we brought you an All Female DJ Line Up, Catering for All Urban Music Addicts we had put together a diverse DJ Line Up that kept Ladies on the Dance floor All Night.
Thursday, 10 October 2013
The feminine Touch Series-Present-Lexikon,Protista & Dj Brown Pride
28February2013, The Feminine Touch Series Brings you Fweeeeesh Talent.... This Month our Main Act is Ashleigh Lafoy aka Lexikon ( Poet,Singer & MC), she is Supported by Protista (MC), on the 1's & 2's we have DJ Brown Pride...Yep its going Down..Not forgetting our Residents DJ Tshidex & our lovely Host Mostar Kaiser..so Diarise Ladies See you there..FREE Entrance..FREE CoCKTAILS for Ladies from 8-9!! Link to a Video https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10151395982755872&l=453459775642052248
LOGIC- L AM LOGIC -mix tape- Prelaunch
The Feminine Touch is All about Showcasin N Appreciating Women in the Arts. Every month will be celebrating women and providing a platform for well established & up and coming female Artists (DJ's, MC's, Vocalists, Poets, Models & More). This THURSDAY NYT we Feature da Queen Of Street Rap 2012 LOGIC...She will be Launchin Her long awaited Mixtape I AM LOGIC +DJ TSHIDEX on the 1nz & 2'zz with the Club Bangers. Our Host Is Y-FM's Finest Mostar Kaiser - 31 Jan - 6 Till 1 - Danish Lounge - FREE ENTRANCE - FREE COCKTAILS FOR LADIES FROM 8 TILL 9 - Check out pictures of the event by clicking the link below!
Wednesday, 3 July 2013
The Feminine Touch Series
The Feminine Touch Series is a monthly series of events aimed at exposing and providing support for women in the Arts. The event is dominated by a series of exciting, top quality Female Artists. Women in the Arts who want to feature at our events Contact Us:
Email: thefemininetouchseries@gmail.com
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Twitter: @safemininetouch
Email: thefemininetouchseries@gmail.com
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Twitter: @safemininetouch
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