Malawi’s
controversial reggae maestro Evison Matafale died on November 27 in 2002. On
Friday next week it will be exactly 12 years after he passed on to our
ancestors.
Just like in
his life, Matafale has lived up to his billing in death as an enigma that still
leaves you with many unanswered questions.
Before he
came on the musical scene, Malawians never took anyone playing reggae
seriously. But when the Rasta musician came on the scene with his first Album
KUIMBA 1 in 1998 people started paying attention.
Fate only
allowed him a second album, Kuimba 2 that epitomized his Rasta mission and
whose voluminous potency each and every single Malawian talked about, and to
rightly cap it, he did it with a band he called The Black Missionaries.
Now all you
need to do is patronise any Black Missionaries show and you will appreciate the
kind of influence that Matafale left behind. His legacy still remains
unparalleled because when his music is still played everyone stops a bit, to pay
attention.
So far,
Matafale is the only musician in Malawi to achieve a considerable stature by
using a type of reggae whose fibrous lyrical content and vocal output has been
so appearing to any normal conscience.
His
mysterious death in the wee hours of Nov 27 2002 at the age of 33 found that he
had established himself already as a fastidious equal rights fighter, who like
another Jamaican reggae legend Peter Tosh, had a personality and songs whose
lyrical contents carried unquenchable sense of fury, cynicism, irony and of both
a poetic and direct nature.
Like before
on the very pages, I still say that Malawi government claims Matafale died of
natural causes, when he passed on to our progenitors while under the police custody;
He was arrested for penning down a letter to the then state President Bakili
Muluzi which the government described treasonous, defamatory and a tirade.
Popular
pressure left government no space and the president was forced to institute
investigations, which were to be carried out by a Human Rights Commission
besides another presidential commission.
Strangely,
five months later, the two commissions came out with two identical reports,
claiming Matafale died a natural death despite the fact that the autopsy showed
he was badly beaten and clubbed while in police custody.
The
pathologist described his death as having been caused by ‘traumatic injuries’.
One of the then famous local Newspaper columnists the late JIKA NKOLOKOSA
described the out-come of both inquiries as having been concluded from a
bizarre logic.
The
columnist wrote in one of his Malawi News column and I quote. “Both inquiries
concluded that he (Matafale) died of natural causes. In short, Matafale was ill
when the police arrested him and anything they did to him in custody could not
be blamed for his death; he was ill and was going to die anyway.
On the
strength of this bizarre logic, the police cannot be held responsible for
Matafale’s death. Consequently, nobody should take the rap of his death.” End
of quote.
The dust seem
to have settled, in the hearts of the masses, a belief still lingers, rumour is
still milling that the government killed Matafale, but clouded and in the
process hidden the truth, which 12 years down the road is yet to be unveiled.
To prove
that he had more than a musical and spiritual prodigy Matafale, released a
track just five day after the 11th September American ferocious
disaster in which he described it as fulfilment of the prophecy. He called this
track ‘TIME MARK’.
In his ‘Time
Mark’ he refers to the terrorists as a ‘Whip’ used by God to punish the world.
And there is no way a whip can claim victory and overtake the authority of the
one using it.
In part the
‘Time Mark’ goes; “It’s everybody’s concern, just by the name of building World
Trade centre; more over who will tell me, which Nation on earth does not have
its people in America .
Now hear
Rasta word, despise it buy hey! Devine piece of advice, This mysterious fall
was long dreamt already by King Nebuchadnezzar and I am Rasta Daniel, And I am
only here to finish up the revelation, The World of Today, Made up of Iron and
Clay, this Kingdom is never to last.”
Commenting
on the radio chart show regarding the abundance of his talents and composing
skills, Matafale played it modesty again, saying he never sat down and composed
songs but believed God just used to give him, he said it was the reason he
never denied when people called him a prophet.
“This talent
is God’s work…I do not think I sit down and compose music, I just receive it,
as of now I’ve got too much of it to sing…” he seemed wrongly envisioning
before recollecting it prophetically “If God gives me this lot of work, yet the
world system is to record an album, may be ten songs every year; that’s why we
say Rasta will live forever, because we shall always sing this music which God
want us to sing; even in the new kingdom we gonna be singing.”
Now for
twelve years Matafale is still singing in Zion.
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