Papa n Mama Philo live in Mafoluku with their daughter,Philo and her 5330 Nokia.Papa Philo owns a transistor radio he's very proud of.He likes to listen to Matse and Yaw on Wazobia Fm
with wife before they start d day n at d end of work.Papa Philo is an okada rider while Mama
Philo sells Plantain by Bolade,Oshodi.
Philo is an S.S2 student @ bolade Comp High Sch n goes 2 join her mother every afternoon 2
sell plantain (they are even thinking of reinventing- selling Boli - see Philo is industrious!)
Papa Philo though with no money,loves Mama Philo very much. One day,he goes to drop off Emeka at his CD/DVD shop and blaring from his larger than life stereo was 'Scapegoat' .
"Which song be that,Mekus?' He asked. Emeka replies 'its the new Dbanj song o! Scapugooati' u like am? E sweet o!' Papa Philo excitedly replied ' E sweet! I fit dance to ds one! E no b like all dose other ones Philo dey always play for im phone,I no dey hear wetin dem talk' this one be like dt type wey dem dey play for abraka tht time'. Emeka answers 'Na so! Come dey go abeg! Day jus break'
He leaves Emeka's shop and gets on his motorcycle,humming 'I will be your scapegoat o...
Honey'. After a long hard day at the bustop in Isolo,Papa Philo starts to make his way home,stops over to give his 'deliver' money to Charles,the bike owner. By the time he gets home,he's totally fagged out. Mama Philo and Philo are waiting outside,talking,waiting,sighing.
See,papa Philo had come in later than usual and philo n her mother were worried. Seeing her husband trudge into their compound,she ran to get him water,proceeded to place a bucket of water in the communal bathroom. By the time he got out of the shower,a hot plate of garri with okro (tho the meat was absent) was waiting for him. He devoured the garri in record time and soon as he washed his hands,he hit the bed.
Next morning,Mama Philo was not very happy. She had things on her mind she wanted to
discuss n by sunrise,she was grumbling a lot. Philo went in to talk to her dad. 'Papa,wetin dey do mama?' 'I no know o my daughter but make I go check my sweet potato'. He goes outside to find Mama Philo huddled in one corner. 'Mama Philomena,wetin happen?' Mama Philo looks up,brows furrowed 'no ask me kweshan! U don start abi? All dose girls wey sell oranges for bus stop don start again abi? Me I no gree o! Where u go last nite wey u tire like that??' 'U no even fit follow me talk?' Na so abi? Common N50 I no make for that junction,u sef no too bring money come house and we have to pay Philo's school fees' 'u no talk that wan?' All ur girlfriends don collect ya money finish abi? Anuofia!' She hissed and turned back to face the wall.
Papa Philo sighed instead of the usual anger and ensuing fights. He sighed and walked away.He was tired...mentally and physically. He got into the room to find Philo dressed and ready for school but she was 'pressing' her phone whule fiddling with his transistor radio. He screamed at her 'My friend u no go comot go school before I show ur face how many lines my palm has??' 'I go soon collect that phone for ya hand na' Gif me mai radio my friend! U think say na small money I take buy am?! Nonsense!'
Philo made one last attempt at getting the frequency right. She scurried to one corner of the room and continued thumbing away at her phone. Her father at this point ,is surprised to find that she's still 'pressing' the phone. 'Philomena! Wetin u dey do for that phone wey u no wan go school?'
She made to reply just as Yaw's voice came on the radio 'this 95.1,wazobia fm...how una dey!?' 'Una sleep well!?' 'U say? Some of una still dey sleep? Make we pour them water?'
Papa Philo relaxed a bit and sat on the bed,still not getting what she's doing on the phone.
Yaw's voice could still be heard on the radio ' Una don hear Dbanj's new music ? He call ds one 'ScapeGoat'. Anyone wey fit tell me the name of him last song ,go win something this morning! ....haha! We have a caller .....'Hello,who be dis?'
Philo : My name na Philo!
Papa Philo : No be you be that? Na wazobia u bn dey call so? Na ur voice be that for radio?
HeheeEe!! Mama Philo come o ...he screamed. Our pikin dey talk for radio. He rushes out to get Mama Philo.
Philo: Yaw abeg play me that scape goat music. I like am well well. Play am for my bobo,
Sylvanus,,e dey Laspotech. The name of him last song na Endowed.
Yaw : u don win be that! I go play am for you and Sylva. This Scapegoat is for Philo and
Sylvanus! Make una enjoy!
Papa and Mama Philo ran into the room just as Scapegoat starts to play on the radio. Philo
runs out of the room to head to school. Mama Philo turns around to leave the room just as
Papa Philo grabs her arm and swings her around....singing ''I will be your scapegoat o,honey,cos u came tru for me.U gave me breaktru baby'
***Bear in mind that baba philo the 'okada man' is not on notjustok.com or sturvs.com,he just wants to sing the song to Mama Philo his wife,the plantain seller and Philo their daughter will call wazobia FM again to request the song. The marketing manager of Star/Coca cola/Tomtom/baba blue will do a survey but nt amongst the 16% internet users but the Mama and Papa Philos of this country to find out if they wanna hear the song live from the dbanj at their next event. Dbanj gets a call and gets a cheque of 4M for singing 'Scape goat'!!
Still wanna go on about the song? Its a silly song. Enjoy it. Why so serious?
Listen to the song here:
ScapeGoat - Dbanj
