Thulani, a Sugarman of the Colesberg Ghetto
When Thulani Mankwenta, voice hoarse from unbridled singing at a traditional ceremony next door hobbles over and makes an unusual request, I quietly wonder whether the guy’s head is screwed on right. “Pour some wine,” he croaks, “and put on some Bowling for Soup.” Uhm…say what? My ears must be mucking about. At his age, …