Yes, we all knew that they were like five and six…BFFs…plus she died in his arms…and he was visibly shaken and inconsolable all through the burial ceremony that held today…
See some facts (from his tribute) that we didn’t know about them:
Denrele had acute malaria (was shaking terribly) but performed “skibobo”
with Goldie at the Industry Night and Loud&Proud show…he sprained his ankle but
still shot her three videos in a row in S/A.
He left his family house and moved in
with Goldie and her family right after all the Big Brother Africa madness, he did
all the damage control….
He started wearing block heels because of her
(she got him the most fabulous pair of Jeffrey Campbells) and he damned the
He has been her fierce-alter ego in all her your videos…
See his full tribute below:
“I have fought your
fights, endured countless eccentric P.As with you…I can go on and on and this
is how you leave me? You chose an eternal sleep over a fabulous life with me?
Lest I forget, I ate the entire box of birthday chocolates Bola sent to you!
Phew, I can’t type anymore, I’m playing “Good To Me” (always disturbed you
to release that song) and my notepad is a misty mass of my never ending tears.
So sad when people who give you the best memories, become a memory!
The Goldie I knew, despite your success and worldwide recognition, still
wondered, “Am I good enough?” “Am I pretty enough?” “Will they like me?” It was
this burden that made you great…And that made you stumble in the end.
Goldie if you can hear me now, you weren’t good just good enough – You were
abso-frigging-lutely GREAT! You sang the whole damn song without a band- you
made the picture of a showbiz star look so perfect!
Your parting has left a void, but I will fit it with remembered joy. A
friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss and oh yes, these things I too will miss.
Even though we are separated and for a time apart, I am not alone cos you’re
forever in my heart. I will move mountains to continue your legacy, I will
crash ceilings to spread your good works, I will break barriers to sell your
“market” but above all, I will cherish the awesome times we spent together…You
will forever be my source of infinity!
We wore the same shoe size and had the same body proportions. You made me
start strutting lashes and recall I wore that black dress of yours you never
got to wear? No masterpiece can ever match your face! To everyone reading this piece, let my dear friend rest in peace! Speak
no evil about her, she was too good to be true!
I can hear you say to me…Mbirikoko, do not stand at my grave and weep, I am
not there, I do not sleep, Do not stand at my grave and cry…I am not there, I
did not die!