{"id":14599,"date":"2025-11-04T18:39:15","date_gmt":"2025-11-04T15:39:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sanara.co.ke\/?p=14599"},"modified":"2025-11-04T18:39:15","modified_gmt":"2025-11-04T15:39:15","slug":"an-anthem-from-kakuma-how-aoci-forged-a-voice-of-resilience-through-music","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sanara.co.ke\/en\/an-anthem-from-kakuma-how-aoci-forged-a-voice-of-resilience-through-music\/","title":{"rendered":"An Anthem from Kakuma: How Aoci Forged a Voice of Resilience Through Music"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The connection comes alive, and a voice, clear and resonant with a quiet resilience.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8220;Hello?&#8221;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">On the other end of the line is Aoci, a name that resonates with the vibrant, often unseen, creative pulse of Kakuma Refugee Camp. As it would turn out, this isn&#8217;t just any phone call; it&#8217;s a story that weaves in profound loss, a heart that refuses to quit, and a testament to the indomitable power of the creative mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; &#8211; &#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8220;So, who is Aoci?&#8221;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The question hangs in the air for a moment between Nairobi and Kakuma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">His answer, delivered with a calm precision that belies the weight of his past, sets the stage. &#8220;Aoci is a refugee artist, originally from Congo DRC, who has called Kakuma home for almost 13 years now. Aoci is also a youth advocate, who also uses music as a tool to advocate for the refugee and marginalised communities.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Thirteen years. He\u2019s 26 now, which means this journey began when he was barely a teenager, a child forced to confront realities that would break most adults. &#8220;Actually, I&#8217;m from the Kivu part of Congo. My dad was a businessman, but the regime of my family had some political issues, especially in the army. So when he went to Burundi, where he was assassinated. From there, everything changed.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The decision to flee wasn&#8217;t immediate. It was a reluctant surrender to a tide of escalating violence and personal tragedy. &#8220;We officially registered ourselves as refugees in Kakuma refugee camp in 2011.&#8221; He recounts the agonising interim: &#8220;My mom and my brothers got kidnapped. We don&#8217;t know where one of my brothers is to this day.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"2560\" height=\"1692\" src=\"https:\/\/sanara.co.ke\/wp-content\/uploads\/sanara-aoci-story-6-1-scaled.webp\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-14610\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Imagine being between ten and thirteen, witnessing the pillars of your world crumble. &#8220;We finally accepted to just leave the country for our stability and peace. We had no choice other than running away.&#8221; The pressure was unimaginably immense &#8211; enough to overpower his mother&#8217;s heart before they fled Kivu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And so, Kakuma. 2011. The arrival wasn&#8217;t a gentle embrace. &#8220;The whole journey was tough. Tough.&#8221; He unknowingly repeats the last word, with a short pause in between, echoing the harshness of the experience. &#8220;We were only two men, me and my elder brother.&#8221; It&#8217;s heavy, the realisation that this young man, still young and vibrant in his 20s, deemed himself a man when barely in his adolescence. He speaks of a childhood abruptly curtailed: &#8220;I started losing my childhood at a young age. I was supposed to feel responsible whether I liked it or not, because you can&#8217;t show emotion, and you have to pretend to be okay, but when you&#8217;re alone,&#8221; his voice drifts off for a moment, &#8220;It beats you badly.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Now, it&#8217;s one thing to adapt to a new environment. It&#8217;s a whole other thing to need to adapt to a new environment, including learning a new language. &#8220;I had to forget about French. I needed to learn English to fit in, because the diversity in Kakuma is crazy.&#8221; That isolation at the start, the feeling of being an outsider, gnawed at him, pushing him to the brink. That potent cocktail of fear, trauma, and loneliness almost consumed him. &#8220;I almost committed suicide two times.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It is from these profound depths that Aoci&#8217;s creative spirit began to stir, not just as an escape, but as a lifeline. &#8220;The solution came,&#8221; he affirms when asked about processing the trauma, &#8220;When I got into music.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/sanara.co.ke\/wp-content\/uploads\/sanara-aoci-story-7-1.webp\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-14611\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This wasn&#8217;t an overnight transformation; rather, it was a gradual dawning. He found himself in Shambe Primary School, drawn to a class club called the Peace Club. &#8220;I accepted Kakuma as my home, and became very active in school. I even got a friend called Lual [who was] at least one person I could communicate with.&#8221; This connection was a small but vital anchor as his talent began to surface, with music becoming his sanctuary, his language. &#8220;It became my therapy. So without music, I really don&#8217;t know where I&#8217;d be right now.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The boy who loved dancing back in Congo, named Gerrard after a choirmaster uncle, found his calling. Early successes in school competitions blossomed. &#8220;I won Kakuma Got Talent, and I won. I started getting shows, and then from there, music became a career in terms of living.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This is where Lastic Sound, his creative enterprise, begins to take shape. He evolved from &#8220;Young A&#8221; &#8211; &#8220;young Aochi&#8221; &#8211; to Lastic. The name itself is a story, a tender tribute. &#8220;The name came from my sister who passed away. Because when I was singing at home, she&#8217;d always tell me, &#8216;Your sound is like elastic.&#8217; Then I said, &#8216;Okay, I&#8217;m going to call myself elastic &#8211; or Lastic.'&#8221; His vision is clear: &#8220;My main goal is to use music to educate, entertain, and advocate. So anyone who doesn&#8217;t have the same vision as me, I feel like we are simply not going to align.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; &#8211; &#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The Sanara programme played a crucial role in crystallising this vision into a tangible business. &#8220;After attending the Sanara programme trainings, it elevated my thinking,&#8221; Aoci shares. &#8220;We learnt about IP, we learnt my rights as an artist working with management, the importance of clear agreements and contracts.&#8221; It was newfound knowledge that empowered him. &#8220;I decided to officially terminate everything else&#8230; And that&#8217;s when Lastic Records was officially born.&#8221; He took control, driven by a desire to build something authentic and impactful, a platform not just for himself but for others.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">His music is inextricably linked to his advocacy. It\u2019s the channel for his pain, his observations, his demands for change. &#8220;I decided to officially start advocacy as the result of what happened to my family,&#8221; he states, recounting the unresolved tragedy of his sister, who endured a rape ordeal as they fled their childhood home, as well as the story of his brother, who exposed fraud in the camp and faced threats with little protection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He challenges the simplistic, often dehumanising, narrative surrounding refugees. &#8220;When people outside of Kakuma hear the word refugees, you just think it&#8217;s just someone in the tent, it&#8217;s just someone who flees war. Some of us are even educated people, have degrees, people have even PhDs. You forget that these are people who have dreams.&#8221; &#8216;Refugee Wishes,&#8217; a song he wrote and produced, is a direct manifestation of this advocacy. &#8220;It speaks out about what we think we deserve, who we are, and how we should be considered as refugees. Not just as refugees, but refugees is just a title, but it doesn&#8217;t change anything about having my goals, what I want to achieve, or who I am as a human being.&#8221; This creative work is his activism.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; &#8211; &#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The conversation turns to his creative process, his dreams for Lastic Sound, and his advice for other young creatives. His dedication is palpable. &#8220;I can spend the whole night recording, writing lyrics, and it&#8217;s normal to me. Why? Because I do something that I love.&#8221; His upcoming album, &#8220;Asante,&#8221; is a testament to his journey. &#8220;I decided to call it Asante as a way of thanking the community, which is Kakuma Refugee Camp, for giving me that space and the trust. and also I sent it to myself as Gerrard, regardless of all the challenges I&#8217;ve gone through and I never give up on myself.&#8221; It features collaborations from Kakuma, Nairobi, and the US &#8211; a creative endeavour woven with threads of gratitude and resilience.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">His vision for Lastic Sound extends beyond personal success. &#8220;What remains now is now making Lastic Records support other young people also grow.&#8221; He dreams of a future where his work opens doors, where collaborations with major companies and artists are not just possibilities, but realities.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; &#8211; &#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;Aoci&#8217;s voice, carried over the phone line from Kakuma, is more than just sound. He is a living example of how artistic passion, when nurtured and given a pathway, can become a powerful force for individual fulfilment and communal change. His story, his music, his Lastic Sound &#8211; they are not just echoes from a refugee camp; they are a resonant call for a more just, empathetic, and creative world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">To those hesitant to follow their passion, his message is clear: &#8220;Talent is a call, and if talent is a call, you just need to pick the call&#8230; But there&#8217;s no better thing in the world than doing something that you love. When you do something that you love, you give it 100%.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And the Sanara programme, by helping imbue knowledge and reframe perspectives of young creative voices like Aoci\u2019s, helps ensure anthems such as these are heard &#8211; beyond Kakuma, across Kenya, and reverberating in rooms and halls across Africa and the world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The connection comes alive, and a voice, clear and resonant with a quiet resilience.&nbsp; &#8220;Hello?&#8221;&nbsp; On the other end of the line is Aoci, a name that resonates with the vibrant, often unseen, creative pulse of Kakuma Refugee Camp. 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