Where were you in the early 1980s? If you were a young adult in the village, you must have attended the village ‘tea party,’ then haunted by young adults, where the record player, and its child, the vinyl, was king. A spacious enclosure fenced with tall matting was the centre of drama at night. Inside it, young men’s arms strangled women’s waists like the hungry pythons that Lawino refers to in Okot p’Bitek’s famous poem.