Jan

Calling all Plateau State Music/Entertainment Creatives! We're hosting a Virtual Music Business quarterly session to help you navigate the industries within the Music Industry. Share your challenges and help us tailor the session to your needs.

inspired by those who set the standard. ✨

HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT I’M NOT ALL THAT!🔥 THE FIRST EVER “ENYIMBA” PERFORMANCE & LOOK AT THE CHAOS WE CONJURED!🐘🔥

TODAY IS MY COUSIN’S BIRTHDAY HE HAS STAGE 4 CANCER OF LUNGS SAY A PRAYER FOR HIM, IF YOU CAN

Lauretta’s life is on the line. Please help us save her 🥹. Donate what you can, and if you can’t, please retweet. Every bit and every share brings her closer to another chance at life. God bless you, thank you.🥹🙏🙏

Fisabilillah

Cancer has taken so much from my sister, but it hasn’t taken her hope. She’s still fighting, still smiling through the hard days, and still believing she can beat this. Please help us keep her treatment going by sharing her story and donating if you can. For direct transfer 0247265533 GTB: Duke, Margaret Bassey Nothing is too small. 🙏🏾🙏🏾

My People, Please let’s save Susan @Maxisuzy Because despite the challenge, Susan is still hardworking. She needs our help to have her eyes fixed. Here is the donation link: oncrowdr.com/explore/c/help… Fidelity Bank PLC. Acct Number: 6328101813. Acct name: Susan Chizhim Nagi. She needs to go viral. Let’s put a smile on her face. Please donate generously & the good Lord Almighty will replenish your pocket tenfold. 🙏♥️

I went to secondary school in Barkin Ladi 20 years ago. This is what SS1 - 3 boys were doing, night shifts in the blistering cold. I did it too. My mates in Oyo were sleeping or studying. I’ve watched this shit deteriorate in real time. Barkin Ladi now looks nothing like it did when I graduated 14 years ago. I went to the same junction we used to buy stuff during outings last year & I was shaking. They don’t speak the same language. Crisis after crisis. Slowly, the people who used to till those lands are now doing menial jobs in the south. The names of the villages have changed. The senator representing that region was killed few days after I graduated when he attended a mass funeral of people who were massacred by the Fulanis who now occupy their homes. 14 years ago guys. Trying to raise awareness about this state-backed conquest feels like screaming under water. Few months ago, my aunt in mangu came to ask for money to trade cause she can’t farm anymore. Their farms were attacked 3 years ago. They wouldn’t dare go back. For more than 10 years, we’ve had internally displaced persons from Borno living in our house, after my mother took them in. They only go back to their so-called homes for funerals. 3 brilliant kids; Elizabeth, Margaret and Grace (named after my now late mother for her benevolence). The dad does security work, the mom cleans. Who knows what they could’ve made of themselves back home? I do, they’d have been compost for aliens. It always starts small then it spirals out of control. We’ve seen all kinds of terror. I wish they just came and shot people but that’s not fun enough. Bullets are for runners. They’ll slice pregnant women open to kill their fetuses. They’ll feed women their kid’s fingers. They burn people alive, hack them with machetes. When people try to defend themselves, that’s when soldiers come in. They call it farmer-herder clashes. They say cattle was rustled. Cattle was rustled? That’s why you renamed my village and put 200 people in a mass grave ? I remember @YarKafanchan saying that she wept after the 2015 elections cause she knew her people would die like flies & then what happened in southern kaduna? When people talk, they say where’s the evidence? But what about the bodies? Dying is a morbid thing to be skilled at but boy, we have experience. We’ve seen “strategists” platform them and defend all manner of wrongdoing on the alter of political correctness. Omoh, let me just stop here.

Despite my busy week, my heart kept reaching out to Lady Joy. I visited her few days ago and what I saw broke my heart. She is bedridden, unable to move or even use her crutches due to severe leg pain. ​She has been due for a second surgery since last year, but the cost is ₦1 Million. The pain she is in is something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. ​The Goal: 20 people giving ₦50,000 each will settle this. ​Please help me tag anyone who can assist. If you want to verify, speak or do video call with her, please DM me for her number. Please retweet/share to help Joy walk on her feet again 🥲 @gameintel9ja @AskMichaelTaiwo @Izzyfather @mickoly @OmotayoSolomo10 @ndukaomeife @lauder12 @osemagnum

Let’s help Becky G. Nwafor get a new kidney🙏🏽

Guys, remember Susan @Maxisuzy ? She still needs your help. Here’s the donation link oncrowdr.com/explore/c/help… @victorosimhen9 @burnaboy @RealJerryEze @PeterObi

My kidneys are failing, and I’m struggling to survive through constant dialysis and treatment costs. Any support or share can help me keep fighting and give me hope. ❤️🙏 chuffed.org/pay/campaign/1…

Today we appreciate the team who has supported and continues to build the TMA Global vision🤭🤩🔥

Since my car accident, I have been trying to bounce back selling art full time. I suffered a fractured spine after nearly losing my life. I appreciate any support I get

One more goal Al Nassr 🤞🏾

I'm very optimistic about this young Prof, I hope he brings the deserved reforms JAMB desperately needs

Acoustic Solo Show, Bodija. 30th May I’ll be playing everything I’ve ever released, and telling the stories behind them. Intimate, warm and beautiful. See you there. 💚 tix: tix.africa/discover/tegas…

In the last 10 years, I lived in Surulere, Calabar, Yaba, Ikeja, Jos, Abuja etc. and I got to see life from the angle of different cultures and communities. And one thing I definitely did, was make a lot of friends. Some people would call me “Popular Jingo” in school… even though I was shy, quiet and mostly reserved, I remained very “friendly”. But I realized as I got more knowledge, that we use the term “friend” so loosely as kids. And many of those people who knew me were not my friends. I tried to make new friends in all those states I lived and most Didn’t last, some truly were out to hurt me. So in 2024, after I got burned again, I intentionally stopped trying to make new friends. Focused on acquaintances, work and collaborations. I have shifted from over 1000 WhatsApp contacts to less than 200. I can count my actual good friends on my toes+fingers and I always remember my OLD FRIENDS who were good to me. Most of us grew apart because of life, but I miss you still. Track 4 on the #MAD Ep speaks on this.

We are excited to announce the #CBAForAfrica26 Faculty Guests for Class 6&7 of our Module 5 today! The Loud Urban Choir. Sal Ly (@SalxSally ); Singer/Songwriter, Performing Artist. Moderator: Emly (@sincerelyemly )

He was shot and killed right in front of me last week’s Wednesday when terrorists attached us during a mass funeral in Nding Sesut village in the Barkin Ladi area of Plateau State. 💔 Somebody tell the terrorists spokesman @ZagazOlaMakama who claims to be a security expert but only specializes in defending terrorists that I’m coming for him