Cecil John Rhodes: British Empire Hitman

It has been called the Moria for woke blacks and Umgidi weencwadi. Sometimes known as an ode to Yizo-Yizo: Abantu: The Return Baba! Or simply an annual weekend to dream ourselves into existence. But alas, a mere three years into the weekend of our dreams, white tears came in like storm surge flooding in an attempt to dampen the glow still radiant on our faces.

Eqhudeni is co-written and directed by Nomfundo Magwaza ka Ziqubu, Ntando Ngcungama and Nokwethemba Ngcobo. Eqhudeni joins a long list of productions that have come from the Festival to have a successful season at the Market Theatre and beyond.

The banning of the song was a gesture, an indication that the devices that were used by apartheid institutions to silence certain views would possibly continue post-1994. Beyond the literal meaning of the song Phuzekhemisi did something unprecedented at the time.

The issue of depression has become very much topical lately in South African media (traditional and new), and the unfortunate passing of our Brother and Motswako icon, Jabulani Tsambo aka HHP, just brought the issue of depression into even sharper public focus.

Makhafula Vilakazi is not an actor. He knows exactly who he is talking from. He lets him speak through him for the benefit of our getting to know more of who we are by getting to know this person.

I have never come across a phenomenon that is as all-consuming, behemothic and pulverising as whiteness. Whiteness doesn't just reduce Black people to hallow entities that epitomise dizziness, emptiness, absence, invisibility and nothingness.