1. Who remembers envying the fact that their older siblings were heading to Booblay usiku? Sisi tulikuwa bado watoto wa nyayo. Hata Tusker export hatukuwa tunanjua ni nini. That club achieved almost mythical legendry. Then vanished just as quick!
2. A lady friend of mine reminded me about BOMBAX over a decade ago. Case of mistaken identity. She remembers me there but I never remember ever being there. Yet another club of mythic reputation.
3. I will never ever, ever, forget the day I hit Carni for the first time ever after high school. My frends, there is no feeling like being 17/18 and having just cleared high school and heading out to heng! Back then Splash was a big afte thing. And who can forget the "bonfire" with it's smoke! And the waiters with the trays that hung from their necks. As they served DAWAS! Those were the days my frends. Tusker exports were 50 bob each! I remember how when DJ Babz would angusha Gabrielle's DREAMS, that makuti roof would almost blow off. Or Gimme Luv (Eenie meenie minie moe). Who can forget this smash? Asubuhi we would always end up Moi Avenue Topaz for kuku and chibas. Was that the most delicious meal on earth or what?
4. Who remembers Conso Primo's was it games day? Mingi mingi circus games, throwing rings over bottles to win prizes. Halafu breakdancing compes! Those surely were the days. Where did they go?
5. Who remembers F2? Forget Madhouse which was just too crazy and ghetto sometimes. I remember the f2 dancefloor that would get super packed. And the smoke! Who can forget that artificial smoke hahahaha! Asubuhi when you would chuck from that place you would be stinking of it. Then midnight dances with ladies in formation shaking their bootays. Can you believe that was 27 years ago
6. Who remembers this club called Bowling Green at City Park that had afternoon jam sessions on weekends that was popular with youngsters? I am SHOCKED to find from a google search that hiyo mahali bado iko to date.
7. Visio Campus Nights jameni? Dj Aloys Gor Biro (RIP) Where did the years go? Anyone remember the two pumped bouncers in the black suits? Woe betide you if you letad nyokonyoko. Those guys would deal with you perpendicularly. The biggest crime. To be found smoking in the middle of the dance floor!
8. What was the name of that dingy pub at Ambassadeur? Very popular with campuserians
9. Who kumbuka's esto life? Crushes? Those mamas? I wonder where they are now. Probably grandmums by now!
10. Nyayo error. Imagine all those chaps are gone. Kamotho, Kanyingi, Ntimama Njonjo, Mo1 himself, Saitoti, Biwott. Name it. Shariff Nassir wapende wasipende. All gone!

Life is but vapour my friends. Wazee hukumbuka.

11. Who remembers the private school parties? And by the way why did private schoolers feel mwoto sana? Bure ghabisa ha ha ha ha there was nothing special about you guys and gals

12. awawawawwa how could I forget FLOODIES! Impala floodies way before Safari Sevens even existed!

And who remembers having to wait years to get into Campo? That sense of ideless and always looking for plots but never having enough money! Some of us even got part time jobos just to finance the revving!

And how come everything revolved in an around Nai? Was very rare to hear a plot ati i am going to Coasto for chrisi

Na who kumbukas shopping for clad at Kenyatta Market hahahahaha. The same clad and sneakers that Obohos would come for as soon as you were shining in them somewhere public!

And who remembers Kingfishers? Way before satchets!

Ayayayayayaya how could I forget the world famous

JAY-KAYS AKA
jAKYES
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JK's second floor on the brick building on MPAKA RD way before Electric Avenue became a thing (and then disappeared too!)
Most people today are unaware that DJ PINYE first cut his teeth hapo 1994/1995.
I still remember the "cowboy saloon doors"
and the thumping music system.
Who remembers the pool tables?
That joint was the joint everyone stopped at BEFORE they hit Carni at midnight. These 5 songs will forever remind me of of that joint.

https://soundcloud.com/u...eroy-and-dj-babbs-1990s

DJ LEROY and DJ BABBS ORIGI MIX CARNI Friday night 1994! Just priceless, mayn! I feel this mix like I was there

I recall vividly this jam blasting in a number 9 Rosa matatu named "Jiji Spoiler" circa 1990 before Somalis and Ethiopians took over the streets of Easitch(Eastleigh). The speakers were cased in mtungi's(Jerricans).

Eastleigh mats were strictly Rosa's.

Yep i remember Bombax, Libra house, Hotel 680 where campus guys and freshly employed guys would go for Sherehe after receiving boom and first salo. Tusker export would give me horrible hangy though.

Funny enough it was fashionable to kunywa only 4 tusker exports and that was enough.....talk about the virtue of temperance that most guys i know practiced back in the day. I also remember floodies, Carni soul night(Sundays with Paco Perez). Lots of memories man. Yes true, ujana ni moshi

Mat culture was super strong back then man. Nice memories about Jiji spoiler. Sisi on our route (23; Tao-westie-Ungem) we had TUFF GONG SENSI. Their bass would almost shatter windows of the surrounding cars. They had two pointy kondas who were my buddies kabisa. I wonder what ever happened to them. One of my homies from back then sent me a priceless photo of the same (below) a couple of years back!



Where did the time go?
The funny thing is when we were 17-19 we were in a hurry to turn 21. We thought 30 was old!
We should have slowed down and enjoyed those days to the fullest, man.

Ha ha ha ha ha you have an impeccable memory if you can remember even the nicknames of TUFF GONG SENSI! Good stuff bro.

Wawawa I had forgotten about KOBIL park and booze and blast zikis next to the Mall! If you had a pimped out (music system) Starlet back then you were de Kuyz! Where did those days go, man? That place is now OLA and barely recognisable.

Don’t get me started on the chickindees bro. Those two gap years after high school waiting to get into campo were definitely the best of my young life and not just because of them chiles. Seemed like we had all the time in the world. Halcyon, easy days, the chiles were hot and in their best shape. Every day was an adventure and there was always something interesting to do or look forward to!

Reminds me of the Billy Crystal movie City Slickers, coincidentally about a guy going through a midlife crisis. Where he’s lecturing kids during a school open day about life and telling them something to the effect thus; “enjoy these days of youth while you have them; because this is the best you will ever look, with the most energy physically you will ever have….it’s all downhill from here!”

I can literally write a 300 page book about those two dreamy gap years of mine!

I remember how on Sundays some of us would march with our buddies to church. Not for the sermon but for the tunable chiles hapo hapo. St Paul’s, St Marks, St Andrews, it didn’t matter. There was this kayoung lovely stunning beauty ex-LCVR with a slim shapely body designed by a Greek goddess that I had a crush on, who I would bump into from time to time but na macho tu, it never went further juu there were always too many mutual friends around.

We bumped into each other one time at the Saints IB plays that were popular back then at which ordinary non-private school raias like us were allowed to come view. That was another ka-serious plot back then. Honies galore. Funny how all of us youngsters would bump into each other frequently juu plots/hangout joints were few and well known and everybody knew about when and where the next one would be. But soon that puppy-crush faded.

Then came my crush on anaa ex-mso pointy chick was tooooooo fine ma broda. Sema spleng bin spleng. One Furahiday nite me and my homeboy (who lived in Parklands) were rolling around tao in his dad’s ancient vokii that of course he had stolen without permission. 12 midnight after hitting the usual watering holes we decided Visio was the place to be. Who remembers that “long dimly-lit flight of steps” upwards into the club? I can’t remember who was spinning but I do vividly remember THIS being played at some point.



Si visio had a kind of elevated section on both sides of the club by the walls where you could stand and dance and view the dancefloor kidogo ‘from above.’ As the music is thumping and the club is rocking properly, guess who shows up? The kachick. The kasqueeze. The kaspleng. The kasupuu. The kagirl with her equally supious buddy in tow. Grooving on the dancefloor shaking it huku na huku. You guy, fortified by the Tusker exports, I said that night I was not going to leave that club without approaching her and asking her out on a date…. So the pressure was on! Vokii stealer was no help, constantly shouting over the music that she was out of my league. Lakini nilikuwa nimeamua na mimi nikiamua ni hivo hivo. Wueeh Puppy love si mjezo.

Kumbuka "borrowing VHF tapes" at libus and from buddies? Or even Betamax ones if you were unfortunate enough to own a betamax video player?

What about "dubbing" music on Memorexes and TDK's that would sometimes get "chewed" by the boombox ha ha ha ha those surely were the days! This song I heard on a popular mixtape doing the rounds around Nai back then reminds me of those wonderful times and of hiyo ujana ya moshi!



The sands of time keep slipping through the hourglass of life regardless, man.