That mammoth crowd you are seeing up there, I was part of it.
This was captured in 2007 at the iconic Kasarani Moi International Sports Centre in Nairobi, just a walking distance from home, and the guy you are seeing in that trademark denim ensemble and green shirt is Winston Rodney better known by his stage name Burning Spear.
I must have been in Form one then when Burning Spear did that live barn-burning performance.
8 a.m found me in the stadium and already the place was teeming with thousands of people with some waving flags emblazoned with the face of Emperor Haile Selassie.
It was a smoke-filled affair as folks openly sucked on their ganja without fear of arrest.
Folks from all the places you can think of were here.
As time went by, the numbers surged so that breathing became a tricky affair but that did not dampen the mood.
The climax came when Burning Spear finally materialised at around 2 or 3 p.m and the crowd was plunged into total delirium.
I remember him just standing and scanning the stadium as if transfixed by the huge numbers of fans that came.
This as the drums roared to a crescendo.
And then his voice took over, that rich, silky voice delivered with the composure of a seasoned virtuoso, a legend.
We were lost in another world: Burning Spear's world.
As he sang his timeless hits;"Identity", "This man", "Me gi dem" among other hits, we sang along, calling for more.
The energy that Mr Rodney brought to bear was otherworldly.
I have never seen a more powerful performance.
I have never seen so many people and so united and peaceful.
It was earth-shattering.
It was orgasmic.
I forgot the world's troubles.
I fell in love with reggae music even more.