I started playing music
on my mother's kitchen door.
Nobody taught me how to play music,
because I was listening.
I always listened to bands.
I went out to watch bands playing.
So in the church...
we had a band in the church,
with lots of instruments.
So, I would always go inside the church
and start to beat the drums.
So, sometimes I set tins of milk
and start playing on them in the compound.
So my mother would tell me,
"You're making too much noise!"
"Go out! Don't make noise!"
After I left my mother's compound,
I used to run away to stay at my aunt's place,
Because they had a traditional
group of ladies dancing.
So I would spend the night there,
and follow them to the practice.
That's where I started playing the "Obodom".
When I started playing the "Obodom",
the dancers' association
would come to my aunt's house
and tell my aunt they wanted me to come
and play for them,
when they have ceremonies to do.
So my aunt said I couldn't go,
because I had work to do in the house.
So they had to come and help my aunt
and do the housework I was supposed to do,
for my aunt to allow me to go
and play with the group.
So, that's how I started
playing with traditional groups.
"Abang"... all the villages...
for the ceremonies in December...
I played everywhere.
So that's where I started playing the "Obodom".
I was the solo player
in Akwa Ibom State.
Even the instruments I used to play,
I still have some now in my hometown,
in Ikot Ekpene,
being kept for me.


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