By Dennis Asiimwe
I just realised something – I can barely remember Sheebah’s second name. This usually happens when you don’t use the second name often, something that has happened because we no longer need to use her second name. You know who I am talking about when I simply say ‘Sheebah’.
For the record, her second name is Karungi (sounds odd, doesn’t it? Odd as in unnecessary) and she has a new single out – Mukama Yamba. Yep, Sheebah went and did a song that is about the closest she has ever come to inspirational music.
Mukama Yamba doesn’t have the usual melodic springiness that defines Sheebah’s music – it is about as musical as an ordinary gospel song, the kind where the singers don’t bother trying too hard
She sounds like she is in a strangely reflective mood – this is the most retrospective we have heard Sheebah sounding. There is literally none of her usual sassiness. Heck, she even sings about tithing, and appeals to God to protect the people in her life that look out for her – her mother, her manager, her friends.
Mukama Yamba doesn’t have the usual melodic springiness that defines Sheebah’s music – it is about as musical as an ordinary gospel song, the kind where the singers don’t bother trying too hard.
But folks will pay attention to this one and with good reason – no one has ever heard Sheebah sing this way before.
Is this an attempt at re-invention? Or did she try it out just to see if she could? I wouldn’t be surprised if that was her motivation.
