My grandmother was from Cape Town. Her mother used to sit in the kitchen when her playwhite children had guests. Cape coloured life was horrible. My grandmother married an Indian, and took her six children to England after the Group Areas Act. She was a mother courage. She died of stomach cancer. My grandfather died of mouth cancer. All that stress and anxiety of feeling like second-class citizens always, finished them off in the end I think.
This song is purely timeless. I've been listening to it since I was a schoolboy in 1980 - it still sounds as fresh and moving. It speaks of a sad part/chapter of a beautiful country yet it's so soothing. You need to have lived in Southern Africa through the horrors of apartheid to fully embrace its core beauty that covers the sad side on humanity.
My father introduced me to this, he told me how he had the ability to play piano so independently of each hand that it's almost like he has a brain per hand, but I love his African vibe stuff more than his jazz solos. This tune in particular is probably one of the most beautiful pieces of music ever created in my opinion 🙏♥️✌️
First heard the song in Zimbabwe 1993 when l was in grade 2. Ddnt understand anything about music at that time. But at that instant the song touched my heart and soul. Up to now even my kids know it to be Dad's favourite track annd they like it too. Long live Abdullah Ibrahim
Grew up in Victoria Falls and in 1993 I was in Grade 3 and this music takes me back there when our elders seemed to enjoy much more than now. Long play Afro Jazz 🎶💯
I remember in the early 70s from Radio Lebowa.There was this presenter named Champ Meetse Ramohwebo.He used to start his programme with this track while presenting.I used to love it.And I was still less than 10 years of age in primary school and I am now 56.What a track.Thank u Mr Abraham,thank you Dollar Brand for such never aging music track🙏🙏🙏👏👏👏
Yes. My mother still can't bear the gaze of others, she thinks they're judging her. Totally traumatized by the first 14 years of her life in SA as a non-white in the 1940s and 1950s. Lots of mental illness on my mother's side of the family, and cruelty. I'm estranged from her. Apartheid made many victims of it profoundly mentally ill and/or cruel.
had this record and some lefty called Nic Boraine borrowed my records and told me they were " stolen" liar! some of the people on the left were such liars and thieves!! stole all my records, this one was one!!!! well we do know karma comes back so dear old Nic, karma has come back to haunt you!!!!! i am sure you have had a few robberies! Never got my beautiful records back but I do imagine you have had karma coming back to hit you on the right shoulder!!!
🥺🥺💆🏾♂️Takes me back to a family vacation with my parents and sister. We jammed this song to the holiday resort and back from the holiday resort back home. With some Maceo Parker in there, Gene Harris, Curtis Mayfield. I’ll forever share an unmatched memory with my parents, mostly my dad via the jazz classics he introduced me to with some dating back to his teenage to young adult times 🙇🏾♂️🙇🏾♂️🙇🏾♂️❤️
In my summerholidays in Spain I was reading the German translation of >My Traitor's Heart: A South African Exile Returns to Face His Country, His Tribe, and His Conscience by Rian Malan< A fascinating book. Many phrases in 'old' Dutch. Apartheid in South-Africa. Rian Malan wrote about how he was listening to this music of Dollar Brand in his youth..... Immediately I could recall the atmosphere by listening to his music on RUclips!!!
I just finished reading an article on this song, so profound! Decades later it is truly timeless! The article is: Mason, J.E. “‘Mannenberg’”: Notes on the Making of an Icon and Anthem’, African Studies Quarterly, 9 (4), 2007, 25-44.
I first knew this incredible piece of music under the title 'Cape Town Fringe' Used it as the intro for a short lived radio program i hosted at the U. of Waterloo. Thanks for uploading a cultural treasure.
Hello, any of the good people here able to tell me about "Sam Mgwanga Williams" & "Sam Mabhaso Williams" and what the middle names mean? (Researching Waya-wa-egoli)
These musicians were way ahead of their time. Unfortunately beause of apartheid they were literally muted and silenced, but unable to stunt and immobilize the soul and heart of the musicians of the time...
In 1981 I lived in squats in Holland Park and the young white South Africans there played this all the time!
Straight from the Mother Land...... good morning Africa wherever you are….. when the music hit you.... you feel no pain
My grandmother was from Cape Town. Her mother used to sit in the kitchen when her playwhite children had guests. Cape coloured life was horrible. My grandmother married an Indian, and took her six children to England after the Group Areas Act. She was a mother courage. She died of stomach cancer. My grandfather died of mouth cancer. All that stress and anxiety of feeling like second-class citizens always, finished them off in the end I think.
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This song is purely timeless. I've been listening to it since I was a schoolboy in 1980 - it still sounds as fresh and moving. It speaks of a sad part/chapter of a beautiful country yet it's so soothing. You need to have lived in Southern Africa through the horrors of apartheid to fully embrace its core beauty that covers the sad side on humanity.
It's a living song it has an unending life
My father introduced me to this, he told me how he had the ability to play piano so independently of each hand that it's almost like he has a brain per hand, but I love his African vibe stuff more than his jazz solos. This tune in particular is probably one of the most beautiful pieces of music ever created in my opinion 🙏♥️✌️
First heard the song in Zimbabwe 1993 when l was in grade 2. Ddnt understand anything about music at that time. But at that instant the song touched my heart and soul. Up to now even my kids know it to be Dad's favourite track annd they like it too. Long live Abdullah Ibrahim
Grew up in Victoria Falls and in 1993 I was in Grade 3 and this music takes me back there when our elders seemed to enjoy much more than now. Long play Afro Jazz 🎶💯
This is for Basil Coetzee "WEEPING" R.I.P. brother, your music will never die.
Bought this vinyl in 1979 and still have it
Wooow👌
Anche io
Hold on to it... I've been trying to find a copy for years. Any that I find are beat to hell and very expensive
Me too.. . I think I may have bought it when I still lived in Cape Town. It just seems to capture everything about that time.
Sweet 🎶💯
I remember in the early 70s from Radio Lebowa.There was this presenter named Champ Meetse Ramohwebo.He used to start his programme with this track while presenting.I used to love it.And I was still less than 10 years of age in primary school and I am now 56.What a track.Thank u Mr Abraham,thank you Dollar Brand for such never aging music track🙏🙏🙏👏👏👏
Gone are those days
Oh turn back the time 😮😮😢😢😢
I personally have a lot of respect for Him,❤❤❤.
This is a pure musical melody that calms the souls dreaded in deep darkness
this song captures the heartbreak of life in Cape Town
Yes. My mother still can't bear the gaze of others, she thinks they're judging her. Totally traumatized by the first 14 years of her life in SA as a non-white in the 1940s and 1950s. Lots of mental illness on my mother's side of the family, and cruelty. I'm estranged from her. Apartheid made many victims of it profoundly mentally ill and/or cruel.
YES!
had this record and some lefty called Nic Boraine borrowed my records and told me they were " stolen" liar! some of the people on the left were such liars and thieves!! stole all my records, this one was one!!!! well we do know karma comes back so dear old Nic, karma has come back to haunt you!!!!! i am sure you have had a few robberies! Never got my beautiful records back but I do imagine you have had karma coming back to hit you on the right shoulder!!!
@@McFraneth Sorry to hear of your estrangement. I pray to God that you and your mother will one day be reconciled.
@@toinettebradley6734 Now that was a very bad thing for Nic Boraine to have done. What do people gain from stealing? Sadly, it happens all so often.
Sept 2021, reading up on Abdullah Ibrahim and Basil "Manenberg" Coetzee brought me here. R I P Coetzee.
Goodbye 2024 with memories.
timeless brilliant and so captures the soul of the apartheid south africa, i first heard him play this in cape town university in 1971
Basil is a genius ... his genius was allowed to be expressed ... and as such we have "Mannenberg" a musical masterpiece.
He is naturally talent ❤
🥺🥺💆🏾♂️Takes me back to a family vacation with my parents and sister. We jammed this song to the holiday resort and back from the holiday resort back home. With some Maceo Parker in there, Gene Harris, Curtis Mayfield.
I’ll forever share an unmatched memory with my parents, mostly my dad via the jazz classics he introduced me to with some dating back to his teenage to young adult times 🙇🏾♂️🙇🏾♂️🙇🏾♂️❤️
In my summerholidays in Spain I was reading the German translation of >My Traitor's Heart: A South African Exile Returns to Face His Country, His Tribe, and His Conscience by Rian Malan< A fascinating book. Many phrases in 'old' Dutch. Apartheid in South-Africa. Rian Malan wrote about how he was listening to this music of Dollar Brand in his youth..... Immediately I could recall the atmosphere by listening to his music on RUclips!!!
This album helped me through two years of conscription - I knew we were all longing for a common 'Motherland'
Amazing book by an amazing person. I loved Dollar Brand in my youth in South Africa.
That was my late mom's favourite book
Still a fresh song! 1975 is a long time when daddy first played it, on a brand-new ITT supersonic gramophone.!
Play this song to turn any day into a lazy Sunday morning.......
Timeless. Classic. A masterpiece.
Man and the Mountain!! This is the reality of the sad beutiful city of Cape Town
no words for how beautiful this is. His music always takes me to another plane. thank you for sharing this
When life starts to become a bit too much, I listen to this beautiful Dollar Brand's Mannenberg - "Is Where It's Happening"
@@peternnevraumont9804 Dollar Brand's music does that for me too. Check out African Herbs and Black and Brown Cherries... Both are superb.
One of the most beautiful songs.
I just finished reading an article on this song, so profound! Decades later it is truly timeless! The article is: Mason, J.E. “‘Mannenberg’”: Notes on the Making of an Icon and Anthem’, African Studies Quarterly, 9 (4), 2007, 25-44.
Absolutely beautiful
Beautiful music❤
This is one of the best that I have ever heard. Beautiful music
I love this song is like new released
the sax solo is wunderbar!
Wonderful to hear this sound again. Amazing.
This is me listening in 2060
Long live db your we liberate sa we are bc most are dull .got isgreat
I first knew this incredible piece of music under the title 'Cape Town Fringe'
Used it as the intro for a short lived radio program i hosted at the U. of Waterloo.
Thanks for uploading a cultural treasure.
Love this man, and his music. great share, Hugo!
#OdedFriedGaon #OdedMusic #Audioded
I love this piece!
Thanks.
Nice
This is excellent
This song reminds me of the early '70s,my Earle ages just bumpjive 3:50 !!!
How would I like to have a voice like that...on my lousy sassofono
Poverty in Manneberg...when will it end...then only song to remind me of it.
It's awful. So much for socialism.
when i was 7 years Hamasakona
Oh Christ!...am I starting to like Jazz?🤔
Hope so. Welcome along.
Can anyone tell me what the original lp is worth?
On Discogs (US)$32.50
Someone tell me what genre is this bafethu 🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿
Ghost riders on the storm
Hello, any of the good people here able to tell me about "Sam Mgwanga Williams" & "Sam Mabhaso Williams" and what the middle names mean? (Researching Waya-wa-egoli)
Whose on the horn?
Basil Coetzee. The legend.
basil coetzee
CAN I LEAVE NOW HERE IS MY HOUSE ITS A HOUSE AFTERV AV RIDE IN THE BUS.....HOW LONG...2020...06...28
These musicians were way ahead of their time. Unfortunately beause of apartheid they were literally muted and silenced, but unable to stunt and immobilize the soul and heart of the musicians of the time...