How aping is diluting our music

Each time the US produces a musical hit, the sun never sets before a Kenyan singer takes to the studio to redo the same song.

That is how a Kenyan from Nyanza’s southern hills recently copied a Nigerian song; the same way Hardstone ruined Keith Sweat’s Twisted (he called it Ohiki) in the early 1990s. The resultant, corrupted quality usually marks the end of my friendship with such songs.