Very Interesting !! Diary Of An Upcoming Artist ( Episode 1)

Very Interesting !! Diary Of An Upcoming
Artist ( Episode 1)

My father’s words echoed in my head the rest
of the day, his stern angry face kept
flashing in my mind like it was my brain’s
official wall paper.

Everything was beginning to seem impossible; I
already had too many setbacks to deal with
and now I just added pressure from my
family, severe pressure to quit my hustle, my
passion, my first love, MUSIC.

Believe me no other person in this country
gives himself hope like an upcoming artist,
chai we get hope full body. “One day I go
blow ” “Soon my music go enter street ” “ I go
dey earn big ” that’s the spirit but it’s not
easy. You see I hustle hard for money to
record a track, struggle to promote the song
in the best way I can, buy okrika or boutique
clothes to wear for shows, transport myself to
a show I wasn’t even invited to talk more of
getting paid, buy myself a bottle of beer, beg
to perform, waste my energy jumping on
stage, and most times trek back home and I
still believe one day “Baba God go do am ”.

“ Enough of this rubbish now look here Mr
Man , its either you start thinking about
furthering your education or you join your
brother in the market and become useful to
yourself and this family or leave my house. I
give you three weeks, Moyosore three weeks to
make a decision >:(” my father had shouted
that evening.

Even segun my elder brother who had always
supported me from the onset was like “Moyo
you know you need to start doing something
with your life”.

His message was crystal clear I wasn’t doing
anything. Now I know you are feeling my
condition.

By the way forgive my manners let me
introduce myself, my names are Moyosore
Henry Atobatele a.k.a Trust, yea Trust is my
nickname, my stage name, don’t ask me how
I came about that name, I am the fourth
child of five children, two boys and three
girls, I finished my secondary education
couple of years back and wasn’t thinking
about anything else than music.
The thing is I have this serious flare for
music and believe me I do good music. People
who have listened to my songs tell me they
are cool. One great thing is I have real
friends who would critic my songs and tell me
where I need to make corrections unlike
friends who would nod and hail you when
they know your track is the definition of a
whack job.

Even a small child in my street where I live
could comfortably sing my song. I was a
celebrity in my hood but that was definitely
not the type of success I wanted for myself,
because it came with zero money the only
benefit I got from that type of fame is that
it attracted the attention of local area girls
(hello upcoming artist know what I mean-
they can relate well) as for me I wanted
those hot beautiful slay queens I use to see
on the internet
So Trust (that’s me) performs at different
hangouts, clubs, bar and even beer parlors
where I was paid very little or on most
occasion nothing. Sometimes I would even beg
to perform in events; how much it hurts after
running from one end of the stage to the
other with all that energy to thrill the crowd.

The funny audience might not even clap or
show any sign of appreciation. The MC would
have to beg like “please let’s put our hands
together for him” or “please let’s clap and
appreciate the young man” before the morons
will clap :'(
I live in an era where an upcoming artist
requesting for financial appreciation from
an event organizer before or after an event is
a taboo, it’s a sin, infact it is a big crime.
I remember when I met with the organizer of
an event I was invited to perform at and was
like “Baba you go show me small love o” the
organizer started their normal story “Trust
you be my person you know be outsider,
honestly our budget is tight.
On other occasions organizers will be like “i
will lodge u and feed you but I can’t
guarantee payment”. The most annoying are
the ones that will tell me they are doing me a
favor they be like “Trust don’t you know
performing in my show is a kind of promotion
for you”.

Back to my father’s words I had just three
weeks to come up with something. 3 weeks to
blow or quit music and I had to act fast…

TO BE CONTINUED

Drop your comments if you like this story!

Part 2 drops in few days.d