Kanyindo's Random Ramblings

I first met BK when he joined Xfm as a DJ.   I’d heard quite a bit about him, but had never seen his face, because he was always in a mask on stage and on posters.   He was sitting at my boss’ desk for a while, and I just carried on minding my business.   It wasn’t until later that I was told “This is THE DJ BK.”   He seemed very serious and put together.   How wrong I was. I soon found out the guy is a LUMPEN.   Listen.   BK is 50 Shades of Stupid.   Naturally, we became fast friends.   His stupid totally gets mine. Apart from being a ballistic DJ, BK eventually became the station’s marketing manager.   We would spend ages brainstorming, and eventually executing stuff.   It was always difficult sitting in a serious boardroom meeting with him because one of us would send the other a stupid Whatsapp and inevitably end up in the giggles.   My favourite part of being in studio… Every morning around 7am, Rudy, Ghill and I would look out the studio window to find BK doing

I first met Ghill when Xfm was hosting house parties for listeners.   His house had won, so me, other presenters and Pam, our marketing manager at the time, traipsed over to this bachelor pad to throw them a party.   I was in charge of mixing cocktails, so made myself busy in the kitchen, chucking vodka, gin and God knows what else into a bucket, chopping fruit and supervising set up outside.   I just remember feeling stressed and frayed, and this nice young man coming to check that I was ok and had everything I needed.   Fast-forward a year or so, and Ghill was brought in to the breakfast show.   I was hosting with Rudende and Bush Baby at the time, and we were in desperate need of some comic relief.   Enter Ghill aka Libolo.   He came onto the show as the guy supposed to bring us breakfast, but his hilarious quips soon made him a staple.   Before we knew it,   Bush left and Libolo officially joined the breakfast crew.   The rest is history. My favourite part of being in studio…

I first met KK in a staff meeting.   I was still relatively new as station manager, and should have been chairing the meeting, but this post isn’t about micro-managing, so let’s move on. We were all told about his glittering career, and how he was back from a stint in Kigali.   KK was practically silent throughout the meeting, in his self-deprecating way.   We were eventually put together on the breakfast show, which didn’t start off too well.   I thought he was too risqué, he thought I was too prudish.   One day, during a music break, he just let loose and told me to relax, dammit!   And I did.   Thus began some of the greatest radio lessons I have ever received.   From a somewhat crazy, off-kilter guy. My favourite part of being in studio… When we started hosting The Morning After Show on Saturday mornings.   I would be hungover, KK would be fresh and full of mischief.   He’d be downloading porn questionable content and series, introducing me to GOT and House of Cards a

I first met Rudende when he came to what was then Vision Voice radio, for a voice test.  KK had told me about a friend of his who was hilarious and was just what we needed at the station.  I was station manager at the time, and was always on the lookout for fresh talent.  So Rudy came in, and we were introduced.  I remember thinking he had annoyingly nice hair.  He said he was very nervous, and actually requested to go pee before stepping into the studio.  He eventually went in and delivered what is, to this day, the best voice test I have ever heard.  Truth. My favourite part of being in studio… Whenever we would dance.   Rudy is a great dancer, no matter the genre of music.   He is particularly fond of reggaeton (I know.   Ugh.).   Whenever we’d have a long music break, he’d often bust a move and force me and Ghill to join in.   Ghill is also a very good dancer.   By comparison, I have two left feet.   A fact Rudy would eagerly tell anyone willing to listen.   So I’d usually r

First of all, I know it has been a while and I appreciate you coming back to read my writings. I’ve been hosting a few pity-parties recently.   It happens, once in a while.   When I find myself in such spaces, I usually sit and make what I like to call Gratitude Lists (such as this one HERE ).    It reminds me that I really do not have anything to complain about and need to stop feeling sorry for myself. I am currently reading Amy Poehler’s Yes, Please! (thanks Mimi!).   In the most recent chapter I read, she talks about people she has worked with and the best things about having them in her life.   It got me thinking about the awesome people I’ve been privileged to work with over the past (almost) 10 years, and so I decided to write a series of posts and tell you about these ballistic beings.   So, here goes.   Gratitude List: Work Buddies. 1. Rudende 2. KK 3. Ghill 4. BK PSA: It might get a bit schmaltzy up in here.   Allow.