We’ve all heard the phrase ‘Fuck the system’.

But what is the system? Is it a person? A group of people? Does it have a face? Different faces? Does it like other people more than others? What does it mean to be free in the system? What does it mean to be free outside of it? What is freedom? Is it given? Is it earned? Is it even real?

Have we lived so long within the system that we have become the system?

All of this and more after the break.

BE GLAD U R FREE

SIDE A

INTRO 2 DA SYSTEM

2. MANDELA IN A TECHNO AGE

ft. Ebenhaezar Dibakwane

3. WOKE BLACKS

ft. Nchoga Molomo & Dimitry

SIDE B

ALL STARS COME FROM THE GHETTO

(FT. DUMI MPARUTSA, MUSONDA KABWE)

POOL’S CLOSED

Try diski or something

VAGUE

ft. Koketso Mbuli, Scott Dani

READ THE ISSUE

“Am I beautiful?”

“Sifelani? Imali?”, responded one of the survivors of the Marikana Massacre, now rooted to a wheelchair remembering each laboured breath with his face planted in the soil, hands clenched over a bullet wound, wondering to himself what they were all dying for. His words translate to “What are we dying for? Money?” From the Zulu dialect. This, of course, couldn’t be further from the truth. They were dying for something much more valuable than money, much more valuable than Gold. They were dying for an idea of what Africa should be. Fair. Equal. Prosperous. This question is perhaps so poignant and central to the idea behind this body of work to ask ourselves as Africans, wherever we are, what we are dying for.