There is, an American rapper out
there called Alvin Nathaniel Joiner. That’s his birth name. His rap name is Xzibit.
I guess he had a stout reason to change his name because going on stage as
Alvin Nathaniel Joiner, would certainly not fill concert halls nor give him the
hardcore and dope rapper street cred.
Xzibit used to host a show on MTV called ‘Pimp My Ride’ which essentially, was about – err, pimping rides (duh!). For the benefit of those who are of advanced age, having your car or ride pimped is done by ‘adorning them with accessories like chain steering wheels, fuzzy pom pom fringe, fuzzy dice, spinners, specialized suspension, superfluous neon lighting, mud flaps sporting silhouettes of nude women, or mirrored disco balls’.
By the way, if there was a
Ugandan version of ‘Pimp My Ride’ on
Bukedde TV, would they call it 'Okunyiriza
Emotoka', or simply Malidadi?
Back in the 70s if I recall, Dads
car was pimped and no, it didn’t have chain steering wheels, fuzzy pom pom fringe, fuzzy dice,
spinners, specialized suspension, superfluous neon lighting, mud flaps sporting
silhouettes of nude women, or mirrored disco balls. In that era, they pimped
cars with a dog that kept on nodding its head and which, sat between the
speakers on the rear board of the car or on the dashboard. Looking back, for
the life of me, I can’t fathom why men in that epoch pimped their rides with a
nodding dog.
Then the dog vanished and in the late 90s, the malidadi that everybody wanted were the
fur dice that knocked about off the rear-view mirror or the thick fur rug that
was more like a bathroom rug and which ran the entire length of the dashboard.
So not cool! My friend Julian Mugisha, once turned up at New Vision in a car that had a rug. Obviously, I was so
aghast.
Kisseka Market in downtown Kampala, is the Mecca
for car spare parts including Malidadi
Mechanic who can pimp your ride. My maiden sortie into the market to replace the
wing mirror on the Honda ended up with Malidadi
Mechanic ambling up and giving me some spiel on how he could make the Honda
stand out with tinted windows.
I should have said no, but I told him to go ahead.
With the scorching Kampala sunshine, the tint was effective. Not only did the
car look malidadi it looked funky - like
a ride straight out of a Snoop Dogg video and kept prying eyes out. All was
good until it was time to drive home after a late night at work. But the tint
was so heavy, I couldn’t see out of the windows – not even the lights of the
cars coming down a side street which, necessitated my driving home with the
windows down and in a heavy downpour. The next day, I called Mechanic and had
it removed.
The next malidadi trend to hit were the lights under the car
and on the exhaust pipe, that every time you hit the brakes, the pipe and
undercarriage would light up like a Christmas tree. And before you ask, no the
Honda didn’t light up like a Christmas tree whenever I hit the brakes.
Other
malidadi fixtures that chaps added included, a compact disc dangling from
the rear-view mirror, a tennis ball on the ariel, bling spinning rims and not
forgetting the tiger seat covers which was a must for every Bleached Kikuubo
Woman Trader to have for her short chassis Pajero.
The bling that’s in demand today, are the flashing
blue and red lights fitted to the front grill which for some morbid reason, so delights
the living daylights out of the mpenkoni
driving men from Mbarara, Rushere, Bushenyi, Kabale and beyond - including the
Congolese and Sudanese. Hmm!
Pictures: MTV, Internet
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