It wasn’t Christmas when I felt this silent night called Grief. It lingered till the voices in my head start saying ‘Bere bote’ (problem has come). The night didn’t stay silent forever my emotions tried dancing to a new tune. I tried to invite love to the dance floor but she kept a feet on the dance floor & the other out of my reach, there’s no time for ‘Shalaye’ babe. This is a tale of man that went searching for love but found grief, dissatisfaction, ‘Freelancers’ and more reasons to ride ‘Solo’. Life is a toxic substance and whether you drink or not, we all go ‘Mezebu’. This is RIDM the EP.