“Odumile” feels like it’s coming from a deeply personal and spiritual place—when you listen back to it now, what does that moment in your life sound like to you?
When I listen back now, Odumile feels like a message: from my ancestors, from the divine, the universe, reminding me that everything was going to be okay, that we are stronger that we think. That moment in my life feels very abstract when I think about it now. Time felt like it stood still, but everything was moving extremely fast. It was a blur. The moment felt very chaotic and Odumile became the clarity. It was born as a prayer, but also as confirmation and faith.
You’ve described the track as something that began as a poem, at what point did it shift from something private into something meant to be shared?
It shifted the moment the words stopped feeling private and started feeling necessary. I don’t believe in coincidences — I’ve experienced many synchronicities and repeating patterns, often because I ignored my gut. The songs wrote themselves; I didn’t have to force them. They found their way onto the page in a way I’d never experienced before, and the music came the same way. So, during a time of uncertainty and fear, if music came to my rescue… who am I to question it?