Smitta: Wake us up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends. Photo: Courtesy

It is the last day of Sept, so naturally, y’all should find yourselves singing ‘summer has come n passed, the innocent can never last, wake me up, when September ends …’ Now if you don’t even know that Green Day classic, tis up to the Smitta to amsha n chanua you, before ‘RockTober’ gets ya. Four soft all time rock songs to lube ye for rock (unless yur a rhumba loving musical rex like Mike Owuor)

18 Till I Die

‘Can’t live 4ever, thaz wishful thinkin’ ‘, whoever said that, musta been drinkin.’

Don’t wanna grow up, I don’t see why; someday I’ll be 18, going on 55.

This Bryan Adams’ song sums up what it means to be a forever young rocker, like the SS.


‘In Your head, they’re fightin’ with their tanks, n theya bombs, n their guns, in your head x2’

That one line by Dolores O’Reardon of the Cranberries captured all the devils of the world, from Aleppo to Apocalypse … n explains the demons in rockers’ heads.

‘It’s My Life’

Every rocker moshing once ate this song as their musical Cerelac. Like a bloody evangelical revival. ‘I ain’t gonna be just a face in the crowd, yur gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud. IT’S MY LIFE!’ Those rocker boyz of Jon Bon Jovi.


Nickleback was my shallow go to shallow in rock


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