MP3 DOWNLOAD: Tim Godfrey – Nwachinemelu. The Lagos sun beat down on me, turning the Danfo bus into a mobile sauna. I shifted uncomfortably, trying to catch a stray breeze from the open window. My playlist, a mix of Afrobeats and mellow R&B, wasn’t cutting it. I needed something… more.
I glanced over at the girl next to me, her lips moving silently as she listened through her earphones. “What are you listening to?” I finally asked, my curiosity piqued.
She smiled, a genuine, bright smile that cut through the grime of the bus. “Gospel music,” she said. “Tim Godfrey.”
Tim Godfrey? I’d heard the name, maybe seen a poster or two, but gospel music hadn’t really been my thing. I was more into secular sounds, beats that got you moving, and lyrics that spoke of love and life’s complexities.
“Want to try it?” she offered, holding out one of her earphones. Hesitantly, I took it, shoving it into my ear.
The song that blasted into my head was unlike anything I’d expected. It started with a driving, almost frantic drumbeat, quickly joined by layers of soaring vocals. Then came Tim Godfrey’s voice, powerful and commanding, singing in Igbo. I didn’t understand the words, but the sheer energy, the raw emotion in his voice, was undeniable.
The song was “Nwachinemelu.”
It wasn’t the quiet, contemplative gospel I’d imagined. This was joyous, electrifying, a celebration of faith that vibrated in my bones. The music built and built, layers of instruments intertwining, voices rising in praise. The girl next to me was swaying gently, her eyes closed, completely lost in the music.
I found myself involuntarily tapping my foot. The heat of the bus, the chaos of Lagos traffic, the general grumpiness I usually felt during my commute… it all seemed to fade away, replaced by a feeling of… well, I’m not sure what it was. Hope? Joy? An overwhelming sense of something bigger than myself?
The song was infectious. It was impossible not to be swept up in the fervor, even without understanding a single word. The energy was so potent, so unadulterated, that it transcended language barriers. It felt primal, ancient, a connection to something deep within my soul.
By the time the song ended, I was breathing a little faster, my chest lighter than it had been all day. I handed the earphone back to the girl.
“Wow,” I said, the word feeling inadequate to express what I’d just experienced. “That was… amazing.”
She smiled knowingly. “That’s Tim Godfrey for you. He brings something different.”
I spent the rest of the bus ride thinking about “Nwachinemelu.” That night, I searched for the song online. I listened to it again and again, finally looking up a translation of the lyrics. It was a song of praise, a declaration of God’s goodness and sovereignty.
My first encounter with Tim Godfrey and his music was more than just a fleeting experience on a crowded bus. It was a revelation. It opened my ears to a new genre, a new way of expressing faith, a new way of connecting with something bigger than myself.
I didn’t suddenly become a devout gospel music listener, but Tim Godfrey’s “Nwachinemelu” had planted a seed. It was a reminder that even in the midst of the everyday chaos of life, there was space for joy, for hope, and for a connection to something truly powerful. And sometimes, all it takes is a chance encounter on a sweaty Danfo bus to change your whole perspective.
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