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June 9, 2026
Everything About Töme Is Intentional
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Everything About Töme Is Intentional
Töme was born in Montreal, raised in Ontario, and spent enough of her childhood shuttling between Canada and Lagos

Jiire Smith is On a Journey
Jiire Smith was born into a home where music is a living practice, woven into his daily life. His mother, a literature professor and singer who had recorded a studio album, left an imprint that still runs through his songwriting.

Nelly Baradi Bet on Herself and Made It Work
There is a particular kind of clarity that comes from leaving everything familiar behind. For Nelly Baradi, that clarity began in a small compound in Sapele

Everything About Töme Is Intentional
Töme was born in Montreal, raised in Ontario, and spent enough of her childhood shuttling between Canada and Lagos

Jiire Smith is On a Journey
Jiire Smith was born into a home where music is a living practice, woven into his daily life. His mother, a literature professor and singer who had recorded a studio album, left an imprint that still runs through his songwriting.

Nelly Baradi Bet on Herself and Made It Work
There is a particular kind of clarity that comes from leaving everything familiar behind. For Nelly Baradi, that clarity began in a small compound in Sapele
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The Unstoppable Journey of George Weah
In the crowded streets of Clara Town, Monrovia, a young George Manneh Oppong Weah learned to dream with nothing but a ball at his feet and determination in his heart. Raised by his grandmother, Emma Klonjlaleh Brown, he played barefoot on dusty pitches, shaping not just his skill but his resilience.

Drkchld Is Writing His Own Rhythm
In the rhythm of Nigeria’s pulsing music scene, where beats bloom like stars in a midnight sky, DRKCHLD emerges as a b

Reine Ablaa Is The Pulse Of Ivorian Afro House
Reine Ablaa makes music that feels alive. It moves with the rhythm of her homeland and breathes with the weight of memory. Every beat carries something ancient, yet the sound feels entirely new.

Tolibian is on a journey of discovery.
Ilorin, a city known for its calm rhythm and deep culture, raised one of Nigeria’s most intriguing new voices in music.

Uto Rosman Is Listening to Herself.
Some artists make noise to be heard. Others listen before they speak. Uto Rosman belongs to the latter.

The Nostalgia Economy: How Bckyrdfest Is Cashing In on Lagos' Collective Memory
Adeola Bolu hadn't played suwe in twenty years. She'd forgotten the rules, the rhythm of it, the way your legs burned after five rounds of hopping through chalked squares.

The Unstoppable Journey of George Weah
In the crowded streets of Clara Town, Monrovia, a young George Manneh Oppong Weah learned to dream with nothing but a ball at his feet and determination in his heart. Raised by his grandmother, Emma Klonjlaleh Brown, he played barefoot on dusty pitches, shaping not just his skill but his resilience.

Drkchld Is Writing His Own Rhythm
In the rhythm of Nigeria’s pulsing music scene, where beats bloom like stars in a midnight sky, DRKCHLD emerges as a b

Reine Ablaa Is The Pulse Of Ivorian Afro House
Reine Ablaa makes music that feels alive. It moves with the rhythm of her homeland and breathes with the weight of memory. Every beat carries something ancient, yet the sound feels entirely new.

Tolibian is on a journey of discovery.
Ilorin, a city known for its calm rhythm and deep culture, raised one of Nigeria’s most intriguing new voices in music.

Uto Rosman Is Listening to Herself.
Some artists make noise to be heard. Others listen before they speak. Uto Rosman belongs to the latter.

The Nostalgia Economy: How Bckyrdfest Is Cashing In on Lagos' Collective Memory
Adeola Bolu hadn't played suwe in twenty years. She'd forgotten the rules, the rhythm of it, the way your legs burned after five rounds of hopping through chalked squares.