Beruflich Dokumente
Kultur Dokumente
BRA GIB
Rolf Solberg
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Contents
Acknowledgements ix
Foreword by David B. Coplan xi
Preface xv
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Hard Road 46
Going Back/Looking Back/Marakalas 48
5. Time out, and return 51
Now is the Time/My Troubled Land 55
Bad Times, Mzala/Things are Bad, Mzala 56
6. Vision of a promised land 59
Sekunjalo/The Naked Hour 59
7. End of an era 71
WeMame! 71
Give a Child/We Are the Future 72
8. The new dispensation 75
Mfowethu 78
Mama’s Love 82
Lahliwe/What a Shame 88
Ezakithi 91
How Long 2 96
9. End game 100
The Call 101
10. The curtain comes down 103
11. Gibson Kente’s legacy 108
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PART 1
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The formative years
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Every Sunday was like the typical revival meet in the States. We
yelled with piety. We yelled till we had to speak in whispers the
following day. Man, we yelled!5
along with the Bantu Men’s Social Centre, next door to Dorkay House in
downtown Eloff Street. The founder-director of the Jan Hofmeyr School,
and also founder of the Bantu Men’s Social Centre, was the Rev. Ray Philips,
an American Congregationalist with a long history of activism against
segregation. He appeared to be a shrewd judge of character, too, judging by
the way he encouraged the new student Kente’s interest in cultural activities
that could lead to a career in music or the theatre. In the end, Kente never
did come to practise as a professional social worker. As he put it in a 1980
interview with The Star: ‘I went straight into showbiz, and have been there
ever since.’7
The Sowetan journalist, Doc Bikitsha, met Kente as a newcomer to
Johannesburg and gave the following characterisation of the young Gibson:
I first met him in 1956 when I started working for the Bantu Men’s
Social Centre. He was studying at the Jan Hofmeyr School of
Social Work . . . Kente’s niche in history is established. My first
impression of him has never wavered. It confirms the belief that
you can take a Xhosa out of the homeland, but you can never
take the Xhosa out of the man. Soweto has broken many a rustic
or yokel, but failed when it came to Kente. Instead he broke the
country down. The whole country copied his style of music, dance
and theatre . . . With hindsight, I can hazard that Kente’s infectious
art form and style has contributed to kwaito, pantsula and other
genres today. You cannot overestimate his contribution. He might
have appeared eccentric to some people, but he was never
egocentric. He had his shortcomings, but was the ultimate
professional.8
Dorkay House
Kente’s earliest paid job in the entertainment industry was with Gallo Africa,
subsequently Gallo Recording Company, where he was employed as a talent
scout between 1957 and 1959. Gallo was working hard in those days to hold
onto its position as the leading South African recording company, and the
job put Kente in touch with many top musicians – including luminaries
like Miriam Makeba, Caiphus Semenya, Letta Mbulu, Hugh Masekela, and
the Manhattan Brothers – for whom Kente also wrote songs and melodies.
Later he came to know pianist and bandleader Chris MacGregor, and learnt
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much from him about music and composition. It wasn’t long before Kente
wanted to strike out on his own. Dorkay House was where this first came
about.
Dorkay House was a rallying point for up-and-coming artists in South
Africa during the 1950s and 60s, and its history was closely bound up with
that of the Bantu Men’s Social Centre next door at 1 Eloff Street.The Bantu
Men’s Social Centre was originally established in 1924 to provide recreational
facilities, including a library, for young black men. One of the organisations
which conducted its early activities at the Centre was the Bantu Dramatic
Society, founded by Herbert Dhlomo,9 whose plays were performed there
in the 1930s and 40s. It was Dhlomo who first invoked the concept of ‘the
New African’ – upwardly mobile, black, urban and middle-class. Another
organisation that began its life at the Social Centre was the ANC Youth
League, launched there in 1944 by some of those who were to become the
future leaders of the ANC: Nelson Mandela; Walter Sisulu; Oliver Tambo;
and others.
Funded with proceeds from a farewell concert at the Bantu Men’s Social
Centre for Sophiatown’s beloved English clergyman, Father Trevor
Huddleston,10 Dorkay House, formerly a clothing factory, was secured for
the arts in 1956 by Ian Bernhardt, a white theatre enthusiast who had helped
to launch the Bareti Players for an all-black Shakespeare production in 1955.
Bernhardt was a co-founder of the Union of South African Artists, also
known as Union Artists. Its off-shoot, the African Music and Drama
Association, which was housed at Dorkay House, rapidly established itself as
a hub for young, ambitious black artists and writers. Dorkay House became
the launch pad for a number of distinguished careers in South African theatre.
Along with Gibson Kente, the Dorkay roll of honour includes names like
Barney Simon; Athol Fugard; Mbongeni Ngema; and numerous others –
although, in time to come, quite a few of those would also have been through
the training ground of Gibson Kente Productions.
Ian Bernhardt’s involvement in black theatre was important for black
artists, particularly in the turbulent 1960s, when it was easier for a white
person to keep the authorities at bay in conflicts involving black entertainers.
When the prohibition against mixed theatre casts and audiences began to
take effect in the early 1960s through the implementation of the Separate
Amenities Act,11 Dorkay House was almost the only venue in the Johannes-
burg area, apart from private houses and university halls, where black theatre
practitioners could operate without government interference.
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In 1959 Union Artists scored a spectacular hit with the jazz opera, King
Kong. Written by Harry Bloom to music by Stanley Glaser and Todd
Matshikiza, the show was resoundingly successful in South Africa as well as
abroad – and a huge source of inspiration to young and ambitious talents
like Gibson Kente.
Although King Kong, Alan Paton’s Sponono and other plays focusing on
South African black life were rehearsed, produced and financed by multi-
racial Dorkay House, the entertainment industry overall was still controlled
by whites; blacks might sing, play, dance, act and produce banners and props,
but organising and running the whole show was a different matter.
This was still the prevailing attitude in 1959 when Gibson Kente gave
up his job as talent scout for Gallo Africa to become director of Union
Artists. Inspired by the success of King Kong, he was impatient to tackle
something challenging and creative and decided to try his hand as a composer/
producer. By this time he had formed the Kente Choristers, the vocal group
for which he composed pieces in the popular Zionist ngcwele ngcwele style.12
He had also written several songs for Hugh Masekela, Miriam Makeba and
other rising stars and composed a big hit, ‘Somandla’, for the Manhattan
Brothers; so he was not without show-business experience.
For someone like Kente, it would have been hard to resist the buzz of
Dorkay House and he was soon firmly hooked by the stage. Looking for
new challenges, he determined to try his hand as a theatrical producer. He
invited writer friends to come up with a story he could use and, getting no
takers, set about writing the script himself. Manana the Jazz Prophet was the
first offspring of his new passion.
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The 1960s: the early plays
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The 1960s: the early plays 9
Sydney Matlakhu writes in Post that the show held the audience’s attention
to the last. The songs have:
fire, wit and freedom from clichés . . . The audience was thrilled
to see such young, unknown actors and instrumentalists playing
jazz and gospel ditties and giving full expression to themselves.15
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Sikalo (1965)
Sikalo, which means ‘Lament’, is a generation-gap story. The plot deals
with a traditionalist father and his conflict with his township-born son
with tsotsi leanings, and there is also a love story between Sikalo and his
girlfriend Tando. Sikalo’s father, who has had a rural upbringing and
whose father was killed by one of his own sons, attempts to instil a sense
of inferiority in Sikalo, along with the need for obedience, embodied in
the lines of the famous song from the play, ‘If you’ve never been to the
mountain, you’re a boy’.
Sikalo is clever and his alertness attracts the attention of the gangsters
Shushu, Congo and Sida, but Sikalo refuses to join them. Sida falls in
love with Tando, Sikalo’s girl. The tsotsis kill fat man Baduza and frame
Sikalo for the murder, sending him to jail. Tando teams up with Qavile,
Sikalo’s friend, who pretends to be stupid but is as clever and central to
the plot as his name implies.16 They bribe the jail-warden and Sikalo
escapes. When Nonto, Sida’s girlfriend, hears that Sida is after Tando, she
spills the beans; the gangsters are rounded up and Sikalo, one assumes, is
acquitted.
With his first play, Manana, Kente had followed the call to a life in theatre;
his second play, Sikalo, took that calling to a new level. It launched him
unexpectedly into an independent career of remarkable and unprecedented
theatrical entrepreneurship, allowing him to take his special brand of
entertainment to a nationwide stage where, for a number of years, he reigned
supreme.
Like Manana, Sikalo initially came to production under the auspices of
Dorkay House. When it was first performed in late 1965, independently of
Union Artists, it was seen by the Union’s decision-makers. They decided,
over Kente’s head, that Union Artists would take over and produce the play.
This they did in the Wits Great Hall in July 1966. Mindful of Union Artists’
success with King Kong, Kente initially went along with that decision. But
when they declared that Sikalo was to be performed as part of the Lesotho
Independence Day celebrations in September 1966 and also took it upon
themselves to meddle with the casting of the play, insisting on a white co-
director, Kente and the cast rebelled.
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Kente and his players were unwilling to allow Ian Bernhardt and his
board to ‘destroy’ Sikalo by repeating what the Kente camp perceived as the
management mistakes – sloppy promotion and poor administration – that
had plagued the production of Manana, and they resented what seemed like
renewed high-handedness. Shortly after the opening performance in Soweto,
Kente decided to cut loose from Union Artists, and did so with the full
support of his cast. As Kente himself relates, the incident turned out to be a
moment of high theatre for all concerned:
The cast bus was parked in Eloff Street in front of Dorkay House
ready to transport the Sikalo cast to the show. After an hour and a
half of deliberation with Ian, I stepped out of the building to report
to the cast that my negotiation with Ian Bernhardt and his com-
mittee on our Sikalo had borne no fruit. Vexed and full-to-the-
brim, the cast vowed, ‘No deal, no show’. What happened
thereafter remains one of the most unforgettable and touching
experiences of my life. Ian used threats to try to get the cast to
board the bus and go to the show. I told Ian we had taken a
decision and no amount of threats and force would change that.
Ian called the police, alleging that our actions constituted a breach
of contract. Police arrived with their dogs; they tried their strong-
arm tactics coercing us to board the bus. Hell broke loose.
Emotions seized my cast like a spell. Traffic stopped as my angry
artists [stood in] Eloff Street [ready for] any eventuality, their feelings
and words dunked in tears. They dared the cops: ‘Arrest us. You
can arrest us. We will fight for our rights. Away with white
exploitation,’ etc., etc., etc. I cried too, but not only because of
the drama that was unfolding before my eyes. Burning questions
were rushing through my mind like chickens answering a call for
food. ‘My god, they are prepared to face the unknown with me.’
Embarrassed, Ian Bernhardt had to tell the cops to leave. Revisiting
the events of that day, I always say: that incident had to happen
for me to happen. Fate planned it that way. That was the parting
of the ways with Dorkay. That chapter was closed. Unbeknown to
my cast and me a new chapter with profound and far-reaching
consequences and significance was just about to unfold.17