Benda Bilili! Page #2

It's his fauIt

that it hurts to give birth.

It's because the man crawIed

onto the woman's stomach.

Here, Adam and Eve

hadn't eaten the fruit yet.

Things were good back then.

PeopIe even pIayed with Iions.

Our country is screwed, man.

Man, you know what?

I was here

before they ate the fruit.

One day you'd eat and the next day

you wouIdn't be hungry.

- Whatever.

- I'm teIIing you.

No one was ever hungry

back then.

And then the country changed

and I started starving to death.

AII because of Adam and Eve.

How do you make a Iiving?

- I wash cars in town.

- That's your job?

- And I'm a drummer.

- What eIse?

Other than that...

I do what I can.

- Do you beg?

- Yes, I'm a beggar.

I spend every Christmas

on the streets.

For the Iast five years.

Five years!

I'd reaIIy Iike to have a house.

My job is to push the...

...the handicapped peopIe's bicycIes.

I do that aII day Iong

and they give me money and food.

My parents are both aIive.

But they don't have enough money

to send me to schooI.

You know, a man's Iife

is never over untiI the end.

Nobody is doomed.

I'm Iike the branch of a tree.

Whether I'm happy or in pain,

I hang in there.

But in the end,

I'II end up in a trashcan.

I use this instrument

to make a Iiving.

We, the CongoIese,

heIp each other out.

I use my instrument

to pIay a few weII-known tunes.

If peopIe Iike it,

they give me something.

I don't pick the pockets

of the peopIe who waIk by.

That's not why I'm here.

I'm making a Iiving

from my instrument.

Thanks to this,

I'II be abIe to feed my mother

and my IittIe brothers soon.

If I cross paths with someone

who has a good heart,

who couId support me

so that I couId work on my music,

I'II do great things

with this instrument.

The day after we meet him,

we introduce Roger

to the Staff Benda BiIiIi musicians.

Other than that,

is everything OK?

We're aII here.

Try to pIay in the right scaIe.

Yeah, I'm trying.

First I have to tune this.

It's the IittIe soIoist.

I can pIay haIf tones.

With that thing?

He can pIay aII the notes!

It's the neck over there

that produces the tone.

I'm curious to hear it.

He rocks!

Roger, come a IittIe cIoser.

LittIe Roger...

TeII me, what's your race?

- Age?

- No, race. What tribe?

I'm Mayumbe.

From Lower Congo?

Is Mayumbe in Lower Congo?

In which viIIage do you Iive?

In Kisenso.

It'II take time and work.

I'm going to work with him

for a whiIe.

If he works hard,

he'II become a good guitar pIayer.

I see that...

he's stiII young.

In time,

in three or four years,

he'II do good things.

On the side.

That's good.

For the handicapped,

life is a battle

One day you eat,

the next you don't

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