{"id":272649,"date":"2011-01-02T23:25:25","date_gmt":"2011-01-02T23:25:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ghanamma.net\/?p=44405"},"modified":"2011-01-02T23:25:25","modified_gmt":"2011-01-02T23:25:25","slug":"dr-victor-olaiya-reminiscences-1-the-story-of-my-life-my-music-my-women","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ghanamma.com\/2011\/01\/02\/dr-victor-olaiya-reminiscences-1-the-story-of-my-life-my-music-my-women\/","title":{"rendered":"DR. VICTOR OLAIYA REMINISCENCES (1) The story of my life, my music & my women"},"content":{"rendered":"

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*Olaiya...As a band boy at 12, I was earning a salary of One Shilling and Six pence <\/figcaption><\/figure>
\nBy Jide Ajani, Deputy Editor and Anthonia\u00a0 Onwuka
\nThey call him Leading Gentleman.
\nThe meeting had to be squeezed into his very hectic schedule as he prepared for his 80th birthday.\u00a0 He was born on December 31, 1930.
\nFor Dr. Victor Abimbola Olaiya, OON, whose wife also goes by the very coincidental name of Victoria (Victor\/Victoria), God Almighty has been kind to him, life has been good to him and he has been good to life.
\nThis would not be an interview that you would be found wanting conducting but the question kept resonating: How do you interview an 80-year-old man who is neither a politician nor a political scientist nor a public office holder on whom venomous vituperations could be heaped regarding the state of the nation.
\nVictor Olaiya, just a jolly good fellow, a highlife musician of seemingly unsurpassed quality \u2013 at least in this clime \u2013 would still need to talk.
\nAnd, as usual, questions beget answers and answers beget further questions, we set to do the job.
\nOlaiya came across as a very humble, very lively, yet complex individual.
\nThe complexity of this persona is ingrained in the way he sees life, what life has done for\u00a0 and to him, as well as the simple, nay simplistic approach he adopts to life.
\nHe became a musician by default after his uncle with whom he was living with in Owerri, decided to become despotic with Olaiya\u2019s father\u2019s properties.\u00a0 This led to litigation.
\nOlaiya, then just 12 years of age was asked:
\n\u201cSo, sorry sir, why would a 12-year- old boy be interested in his father\u2019s estate or property or will? What actually happened?\u201d
\nThe response was a long one.
\nThen, there was this aspect of a very rich man in Nigeria of those days whose name was Da Rocha and who was in the company of other rich men who wanted to buy a property at Tinubu.\u00a0 Victor Olaiya\u2019s father, Alfred Omolona Olaiya, beat them all to it and this created anxiety: Who the hell is Alfred Omolona Olaiya? They asked.
\nThe building remains a monument and still stands.
\nAccording to Olaiya, when asked how much the building cost at that time and what year it was \u201cI cannot recollect.\u00a0 The house is a hundred and something years old now, so, I can\u2019t recollect how much it was sold for.\u201d
\nBut, the anxiety was not just because Olaiya\u2019s father bought a building and beat other Lagos big boys to it, it was the fact that he was not present but gave a blank cheque to his lawyer, the late Taylor, who bided in his absence but only filled in the agreed fee for the house in the cheque.
\nThe interview would be a two-part series.
\nDuring the interview, the way he clutched the trumpet demonstrated that here was a man who loved his trade. There were laughter aplenty all through the interview.\u00a0 He also spoke about the \u2018Cherikokos,\u2019 to whom he dedicated some tracks.
\nThe second part is as interesting if not more interesting than the first part.
\nTake, for instance, the following tips coming your way next week:
\nHow many musicians have passed through Dr. Olaiya and who are they?
\nHe almost abandoned music because of one incident: What was it?
\nHe almost lost his life at a point but one kind-hearted Lagosian saved his life: Who was that?
\nYou would be shocked to read about the Greatest thing \u201cI would have loved to do but which I do not see myself achieving.\u201d What would that thing be? It would shock you.
\nBut, enjoy this, yet.
\nAnd, to Dr. Victor Abimbola Olaiya, OON, we say, Happy Birthday @ 80, Sir.
\nExcerpts:
\nAt exactly what age did you start handling the trumpet; not music, but the trumpet?
\nI started at the age of 16, in 1946.
\nJust after the Second World War! 16?\u00a0 And, I\u2019m sure that from then on, there would have been no day when you did not engage this trumpet\u2026
\nVery rarely! I don\u2019t think so!
\nWhat led you into trumpeting?\u00a0 How did that contact emerge?\u00a0 Some other people would have loved the drums or some other musical instruments?
\nI will start by saying that my father, Alfred Omolona Olaiya, was a church organist \u2013 African Church Hallelujah in Calabar.\u00a0 He was handling prison contracts there after retiring from the Nigerian Army after the Second World War.\u00a0 My mother \u2013 Bathsheba Owolabi Mota\u2019jo, happened to be trading with my grandmother in Calabar.
\nMy mother happened to be the leader of the Yoruba native cultural group, a coincidence of a life time, the two of them met and this accounts for the fact that music naturally runs in the blood of the family and must have inherited it.
\nI was at African School, Onitsha, on Iweka Road, opposite lawyer Mbanefo\u2019s house. I happened to join the school\u2019s brass band.\u00a0 I had that inclination but the vacancy then was for somebody to play on the B-flat baritone horn; I graduated to the E-flat French horn, but with a B-flat mouth-piece, so, it was easier to graduate to the next level of the B-flat cornet and to the B-flat trumpet.
\nThis was before I came over to Lagos where I played in so many street bands, one of which was the Cocoma which appears to have been replaced now with the Boys Brigade.\u00a0 Then, I was earning a salary of One Shilling and six pence a month.
\nFor some of those who would be reading, what would that translate to in today\u2019s naira?
\n(Long laughter) I don\u2019t know.
\nBut ,what could that buy for you and how long did it last?
\nI was using it as pocket money and it lasted a whole month and sometimes more, with a nephew of mine who lived with me, as well as the late Bala Miller, who also lived with me in my father\u2019s house in Tinubu.\u00a0 After Miller\u2019s school certificate days, he would just pick up a job and drop it because of his love for music.
\nWhen did you move back to Lagos?
\nI moved into Lagos in 1946.
\nLooking back from your days in Calabar to Onitsha through Owerri and then in Lagos, something must have shaped your life in such a way that would have led you straight into music.\u00a0 What would you ascribe it to, apart from your joining the brass band in Onitsha, there must have been one life-changing experience?
\nI think I fell out with my late uncle,
\nS. O. Rotibi (Ogunmoroti) who was the administrator of my father\u2019s will \u2013 he was my father\u2019s junior brother.\u00a0 By accident, I fell out with him and I had to leave Owerri. I was in a Roman Catholic school in Owerri then but had to leave and move over to Onitsha.\u00a0 But for that disagreement and but for that movement to Onitsha, I wouldn\u2019t have been opportuned to join the school band. My mother gave me free hand and she wouldn\u2019t ask me not to do whatever I wanted to do because she believed that playing music would not lead me astray.
\nI would say that the sudden and sharp disagreement threw me out of the family compound to Onitsha. I moved to Onitsha in 1942, I was in Standard Two and by 1946, I had moved to Standard Six when I joined the school band.
\nSorry, sir, in 1942, you would have been 12 years old, if I\u2019m correct?
\nYes, just a small boy then.
\nSo, sorry, sir, why would a 12-year- old boy be interested in his father\u2019s estate or property or Will? What actually happened?
\nIt\u2019s a long story.
\nSome of my elder brothers who had passed out of King\u2019s College were doing fine and, in fact, one of them, Omolehin Olaiya, who was then working in the Passport Office, was the one who issued the late Dr. Nnamdi Azikiwe his Nigerian passport with which he travelled abroad in those days.
\nWhat year was Dr. Azikiwe given that passport?
\nAh! I cannot remember because it wasn\u2019t I who gave him that passport.
\nBack to the story of how a 12-year- old boy got involved in property matter\u2026
\n(Laughter)\u00a0 I had big brothers who had sons who were older than me, but they had no option but to call me \u2018uncle.\u2019
\nThey were enlightened and had to wrestle the estate from that my uncle through the court. The father of the late JIC Taylor, a former Chief Judge of Lagos State, who was also a lawyer happened to be the lawyer to my father.
\nWe have a building overlooking Tinubu Fountain and it remains a monument.
\nThe building was bought much earlier in the 19th century by my father who was doing well in his bar business where he was selling liquor to soldiers both retired and serving \u2013 in Calabar.
\nThat building you are talking about is opposite Bamgbose Street.\u00a0 How much was it sold for to your father at that time?
\nI cannot recollect.
\nThe house is a hundred and something years old now so I can\u2019t recollect how much it was sold for,
\nBut, let me even tell you what happened when my father wanted Lawyer Taylor to buy the house for him.\u00a0 It was through a bidding process.\u00a0 There were many rich men present at the bidding place and each had come with his money and high hopes that he would buy the house.
\nWhat my father did was to sign a blank cheque and sent it to Lawyer Taylor \u2013 a blank cheque \u2013 with the instruction that he should buy the house for him. He sent the blank cheque through his driver, Baba Laisi, from Calabar to come down and give to Taylor.
\nThere were many rich men there that day and among them was this popular rich man, Da Rocha and a few others.
\nDuring the bidding, they were all surprised when the bid kept going up and up and at a point they simply sat back because nobody knew who my father was.
\nThen, there was a silent conspiracy, as if to say, \u2018let\u2019s leave him to keep bidding and we\u2019ll see how he would be able to pay for the house.\u2019\u00a0 And, you know, thinking that my father or that the man with the name Olaiya would end up coming back to beg them or even resell the property to them, they refused to continue bidding.
\nAnd, so, that was how the bell rang and they said Alfred Omolona Olaiya has won the bid and people still continued asking, \u2018who is this Alfred Olaiya\u2019?
\nPeople like Da Rocha and a host of others who were there were just watching and according to Lawyer Taylor, all that was on their minds was that \u2018where would he get the money to pay\u2019?
\nSuddenly, Lawyer Taylor entered the agreed figure into the checque and handed it over to the auctioneer and again, another round of agitation: \u2018where is Olaiya?\u00a0 Who is he\u2019?
\nAnd, Taylor told them that he was in Calabar and that was the end of the story and that was how we bought the house.
\nWho is administering the House or the Estate now?
\nI am the one, as young as I am now at 80; I am the one administering it.
\nGoing back to the story of the family problem!
\nMy family had money but that my uncle was mismanaging proceeds from that estate because my father had many houses in Calabar, Aba, Owerri, Oron, Oturkpo and Onitsha and, of course, Lagos.
\nYour father alone or his father or the family?
\nMy father alone! He was a very rich man, very, very rich man.
\nIn terms of my age and involvement in the property, we were all brought to Lagos to come and attend the court proceedings.
\nI was very young and I wouldn\u2019t know what was happening, my brothers won.
\nHow many children did your father have?
\n(Laughter) 24 children and I am lucky to be the 21st.
\nCan\u2019t you see I tried?
\nAfter that my uncle lost the case, he just thought it proper to do away with most of us who were living with him in Owerri and that was how my mother sent for me in Onitsha and it was there that I met this fortune called music.
\nIt was in Onitsha that I joined the school band.
\nBut, in late 1946, my mother had to send me back to my brothers in Lagos.
\nOkay, there were 24 of you from your father; how many have you made, without prejudice to the Yoruba proverb that \u2018you do not count children for the owner\u2019?
\nWell, it is true. But I would have thought that I have 13.
\nThe 13 children are they from Mama alone?
\nNo.\u00a0 They are from my various Cheri Kokos.
\nContinues next week<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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