Very few men today who have fathered children in relationships that ultimately did not work, never had to fight for access to their offspring. The child is often used as a pawn in their parents’ bitter battle and mostly as a conduit of pain for the losing party.

In 1994, the air in South African townships was different. Even through dense grey smoke from Gogo’s Magic or Welcome Dover iron coal stove, it still felt and smelt renewed. Hope was abound in every corner; whether littered by ‘VIVA ANC’ graffiti or not.

Late last week, as if anticipating this week’s very much coffee, muffins and sex weather, Ntsika Ngxanga member of award winning a cappella trio The Soil, released his impeccably grounded solo album.

An astute and perceptive musician who has shared stages with a host of South Africa’s greats, Zuma captured the intimate crowd of lovers and singles gathered at the Café with his stylish delivery of a number of his own compositions, creamed by covers of local and international classics with a sprinkle of Motown’s de luxe.

Dismayed by his wife’s progressive ideologies whose effects have begun showing in his S’khothane son, Tau’s father further fears his son may just grow up to abandon his culture and values altogether. As he enquires from Tau what kind of man wears floral shirts and shiny red shoes, he equally resolves it is perhaps time his son became and assumed responsibilities of a man.