This song played while I was out with other volunteers and I had no choice but to sing along. My companions were simultaneously weirded out and impressed that I knew all of the words.
This song was used for meditation today when township children were preparing to draw and write about the monsters that haunt them. It was an emotional afternoon that will be a memory forever adhered to this classic(al tune).
One of the project directors enjoys playing this song when were driving between locations. An assistant who we call Aysta (meaning iron man in Xhosa). Iron man indeed.
The locals we work with at one of the volunteer projects put this song on repeat while we cleaned/organized a room for an hour. There are worse songs for such circumstances.
ES, on of the other Americans in the volunteer house starts most mornings by walking out onto the deck, throwing open her arms, and belting the start of this song. It's perfect, really.
I'm spending the next month in a volunteer house with ten girls! Today I was singing a parody version of this song to myself: "Only Guy (In This House)". Feel free to sing the new lyrics along too.
It's pretty easy to overload on Kwaito music. I find that interspersing it with dashes of your favorite genres makes it more palatable. (If I had listened to the whole "Y the G" album before posting a track in December, this would've been the one)