Nightmare Politics

April 16th, 2012 by Kallak Jonesic, illustration by Alastair Laird
Mahala > Culture, Reality, Spotlight

I had a nightmare last night. I had a nightmare so petrifying it felt like real life. It was so lurid that when I awoke, grasping for air, and sweaty, it was as if the world had turned upside down, as if my lips and nose and cheeks were being hauled upward. My innards wanted to escape through my belly button and my testicles moved around their sack like expanding dough. My hands felt as large as baseball mitts and my feet were gone. Lying in my bed and waiting the feeling out made me realize that a person need not dream to have similar sensations. Sometimes the nightmare is right there when you feel most awake, when you thought that nightmares were reserved solely for the dream world. There I was, expanding and expanding and expanding. read more…



River Bones

April 16th, 2012 by Russell Grant, images by Bjorn Krietsch
Mahala > Culture, Ed's Pick, Music

Splashy Fen

Splashy Fen is always the same, no matter how the organisers try and change it: Spur, then no Spur, cold showers, hot showers, broken showers, family campsites, tent hotel, no tent hotel, and this year a giant slide, no beers in the beer tent (true story), and a dance valley. There’s always something. After the first day, however, once news has gotten around about the changes and the necessary adjustment strategies have been made, things continue as they have for the past 20 odd years read more…



Tumi and the Chinese Man

April 16th, 2012
Mahala > Random Shit

Yes yes, we’ve all heard the stories of how famous Tumi is in France. Here’s some video to corroborate.



Audio Spasms

April 13th, 2012 by Mantedieng Mamabolo, images by Liam Lynch
Mahala > Music

Wonder(ing) in Jozi - Opening Image

The line outside the Bassline reaches further than the human eye can see in the dark. It is not even 8pm yet. A lot of early birds are taking no chances about getting into the venue. In every Newtown bar or restaurant hoodies in fresh sneakers are killing time, waiting for the most anticipated hip hop gig of the year to get started. The night Little Brother’s 9th Wonder and Phonte came to Jozi. read more…



Kalahari Jazz

April 12th, 2012 by Ts’eliso Monaheng, images by Warren Talmarkes
Mahala > Music

Kyle Shepherd

I was adamant to experience it, that feeling when the free spirit in Dizzy’s “Night in Tunisia” had tea with Yusef Lateef’s “Prayer to the East”, picking Pharoahe Sanders up along the way and pondering casual relations with Sun Ra’s polyglot Arkestra somewhere in its wake. But for all its past influences, the glaringly obvious and the sublime, this night reeked of the familiar smell that spelt ‘home’. MC Nigel Vermaas did warn that there would be curveballs, but his exact phrasing (“expect the unexpected”) left one wishing that a different set of words were chosen. read more…



The Real Jesus of the ANC

April 12th, 2012 by Lindokuhle Nkosi
Mahala > Culture, Ed's Pick, Reality

Chris Hani

10th of April, 1993. One gunshot cracks through a driveway off Hakea Crescent, Dawn Park. Janusz Jacub Walus walks up to the car, and packs three more bullets through the drivers head, then turns to leave. At quarter to eleven, the first phonecall bearing the bad news is received in peach house on Bauhinia street. The phone will ring continuously throughout the whole day. Chris Hani has been assassinated. The black residents of Dawn Park in the East Rand are angry, terrified. read more…



Exit Mode

April 11th, 2012 by Layla Leiman
Mahala > Art, Spotlight

Carla Busuttil - Poppy Fields

Carla Busuttil is practically my contemporary, in age that is, and that’s about it. Born in 1982 in Johannesburg, Busuttil has already established herself as a painter both locally and abroad. Based in Berlin, Exit Mode is her first solo show back in South Africa.

For Busuttil, colour is subject, and form and shape combine with texture to fill in the rest. read more…