Growing up my parents dragged me to many Tshepo Tshola shows at the Standard Bank Arena and I’d watch in confusion as they’d scream out lyric for lyric every time . Every ride back home from Soweto had Sankomota playing in the background. Ntate Tshepo’s music was a soothing balm.
— Langa Mavuso (@LangaMav) July 15, 2021
I remember a special dinner was organized by my friend, Tshimi’s mom who knew I’d adored him. He was filled with hilarious stories and he sang until our hearts were full. We ate, we drank and laughed a lot that night. We promised many times to collaborate. He was so generous. pic.twitter.com/YTKOFkVr7K
— Langa Mavuso (@LangaMav) July 15, 2021
After that dinner, every time I’d bump into him, he would send me around. I remember being backstage for a memorial concert with him, and almost missing my cue for my performance because he’d sent me to go find him a chair, I ran around Joburg theatre looking for a chair.
— Langa Mavuso (@LangaMav) July 15, 2021
Ho lokile, ho lokile. pic.twitter.com/Cr00EyUpmu
— Langa Mavuso (@LangaMav) July 15, 2021