Exposed: Andy Dosty’s Voodoo!
By Solomon Mensah
Andy Dosty |
My thinking became painful.
As painful as what the bell feels when its testicle is pricked against its
walls. “W’asom y3 wod3,” I guess you want to know why? Well, it all happened at
a library in Accra.
I had gone there to study
but, frankly, I didn’t even know that I went there with handouts. For close to
five minutes, she moved in and out of the library as if she had lost something valuable.
Whenever she entered, something tickled my medulla oblongata (reminds me of
Bukum Banku). Something that pushed me within to say ‘wow.’ If there is any
word stronger than ‘beautiful,’ please write it here ……. for me so I use to describe
her to you.
Her firm inviting breasts
dangled left then to right, like the way a bush sways in a torrential storm, in
her brownish loose gown that marched her skin complexion. For all this while of
stealing glances at this lady who had placed her books adjacent to my studying
desk, I tell you, I had forgotten all my Bible quotations. Not even, John
11:35; “Jesus wept” came to mind.
I took my phone, plugged in
earphone and turned the radio on to run away from this temptation. I moved from
one radio station to the other in search of good music. Hypnotized by what I
heard along the movement through the stations, I doubted my ears. A jingle of
one of Ghana’s all-time best disc jockeys, Andy Dosty, had been played.
Andy Dosty, we know trades his
profession in Kumasi, Ashanti Region, therefore hearing him on an Accra based
radio station made me quizzed myself with questions. Is he on a visit to say ‘hi’
to his Accra based-fans? The questions kept hovering around me.
I gathered later that he is now
working with Multimedia Broadcasting Company’s Hitz FM (103.9). That’s another
good move.
Andy, on that fateful day of
my library ordeal, it was you who saved me from the hands of that charming
looking young woman. I buried my head in my palm with my eyes shut and gently
nodded my head like an agama lizard as I listened to the songs you played.
Our elders caution us not to call
the forest that shelters us, a jungle. I have for long being listening to you.
From your days in the Garden City on Otec FM, Angel FM till your present day
Hitz FM and I can never rubbish your finger prowess. Yeah, not even in the time
that your music playing has been of enormous benefit to me.
Andy, when, where and how did
you learn your disc jockeying? You must be grateful to whoever taught you. From
the era of cassette, where a DJ would wind it with his finger to get the track
he wants to play to smashing it in the palm, through to the present day compact
disc and the use of computer has been great.
But aside all these milestone
of your achievements, why a voodoo? Has your heart palpitated as if a set of
abadza drums were mounted on your chest? Well, I think in our modern Ghana, one
doing business or intending to pull crowd needs ‘this’ or ‘that’ to succeed. What
do you think?
Steuart Henderson Britt says
it best that doing business without advertising is like winking at a girl in
the dark. The voodoo I speak of is not that of Kyeiwaa’s in a Kumawood Movie
but of what Henderson speaks of. Advertising one’s self/business.
Of late, social media has
become so importantly relevant that one doing away with it renders one’s life
ineffective like clapping with one hand. One of my brothers, knew nothing about
computers nor the modern trend of communication before he left the shores of
Ghana to the Whiteman’s land, Today, he worries me with Skype, Facebook,
Whatsapp and the like. He has become so good at social media that he at times updates
me on the happenings around the world.
Andy Dosty, like Printex-
‘maaso m3hy3 bi,’ is not left out of the web of social media. Ever since we
became friends on Mark Zuckerberg’s Facebook, I have followed every single post
of his like the way a vulture traces after a carcass. Andy would post a
question on Facebook prior to the start of his show on Hitz FM and there he
goes actively interacting with his listeners.
“I bought a refrigerator for
my wife for the sale of ‘pure water.’ Each time I pick one to drink, she
strangles me to pay for it. I want to take my fridge away, after all I pay for
all the utility bills. What do you think?” Such is one of his ‘voodoos’ dated
December 12, 2013, and this attracted 94 Comments, 38 Likes.
With 21K likes on his fan
page and actively engaging them is something good to write home about. I have
always lambasted the National Service Scheme (NSS) for being communication
crippled. Ask the NSS why one, for instance, has to travel all the way from
Accra to Sunyani just to register to be a service person? Can this not be done
by just click of a mouse? Recently, I received a barrage of text messages from
candidates (NSS personnel) vying for various positions. They were telling me to
vote for them. But frankly, I did not partake in their election; how can I vote
for someone I never know?
Had the NSS been a bit
inclined with social media, pictures and short details of the candidates could
have been posted on Facebook- categorized into regions. Are we waiting on
President Mahama or Nana Addo to do this for us?
Companies and organizations
like VRA/ECG, Ghana Water, GTV, GCB and the likes should take a cue from the
man with magical fingers. But you, my reader, are you utilizing the social
media?
Lest I forget, Mr. Andrew
Amoh (or you prefer I call you Andy Dosty?) aside teaching your students disc
jockeying, do you as well teach them about the power of social media? Well,
this has been a way of “exposing” you to the world.
The writer is a Sunyani-based
Freelance Journalist.
Email:nehusthan4@yahoo.com
Twitter: @Aniwaba
Facebook: Solomon Mensah
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