So sometime in 2015 (I think), I met one Lebogang Rasethaba at a bar on Long Street on a cold winter’s night. I remember the cold. I’d walked from the Chimurenga offices to this partially-lit bar. I had a cold. I ordered whiskey. Lebo did too. We spoke and drank and talked black love, Kahlil Joseph, Cornell West and Sans Soleil.

It was decided. We were going to make a film on black love.

Four years later, we did something close to the heart of that original idea. Not that exact film, but the jugular of it.

It’ll be on MTV, on the third of August.

Until then, rhali rhali..