About

My name is Kobby. Or rather, Kobina. It’s a name given to Akan boys born on Tuesday.

In primary school in the UK, the kids teased me, calling me ‘Ribena’ or ‘Corn on the Kob’. I took it in stride and eventually won them over.

Then my parents sent me to Ghana for the first time to learn how to be Ghanaian. On my first day in school there, I introduced myself as ‘Koh-BEE-nuh’ and had my new classmates on the floor in stitches. At the time, I didn’t understand why. To this day, when someone says my name the way I did that day, I know exactly where I know them from.

Today I hop between London and Accra, but the latter is where I have laid my hat… for now.

I’m a lecturer at Ashesi University + editor of DUST: a magazine about social change and popular culture in Ghana that strikes that rare balance between conscious and cool + a DJ on Ghana’s growing underground arts scene (and every Sunday night on YFM Ghana)

Ghanaian. Briton. Ashanti. African. Afropolitan… these are all words that accurately describe me too.

I live to add a couple more to that list.

7 Responses to “About”

  1. Tosin June 7, 2011 at 15:35 #

    Haha, I just learned from your bio that I’m what you call a “new media executive.” Pretty funny. I adore your writing and I’ll probably like you.

  2. Out of Africa, but African Forever November 20, 2011 at 07:51 #

    nice blogg you made me smile…

  3. Eka December 1, 2011 at 00:26 #

    Hey Kobby, I hope you are great. It has been forever and a day! Just wanted to say the blog’s a lot of fun… Eka (from your SOAS days:-)…

  4. jasetay May 4, 2012 at 13:10 #

    Is there a way i can contact you?like email or something?

    • Kobby July 22, 2012 at 14:46 #

      You could use the AskBox on my Tumblr: kobbygraham.tumblr.com

      • jasetay July 25, 2012 at 08:51 #

        okee dokee thanks…..

  5. Akaliza Keza Gara May 8, 2012 at 09:19 #

    I was at a party and introduced myself to an older gentleman as Akah-LEE-zuh, he turned to the person next to him and said mornfully, ‘This girl can’t even say her own name’ before proceeding to teach me (I think I was 23 at the time) how to pronounce my own name. It was a humiliating experience, but one I’m grateful for – at least someone finally told me!

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