KAMULE KUMALO

By dawn, Gulu City had spoken—not loudly, but firmly. His Worship Hon. Labeja Julius Gunya , popularly known as  Gunya , has officially clinched the Gulu City mayoral seat after one of the most closely watched and tension-filled elections the city has witnessed in recent years. This was not a casual victory. It was a defended one. From the first ballot cast, it became clear that the election would be decided as much by alertness as by numbers. Reports from various polling stations pointed to attempted electoral mischief, including alleged pre-ticked ballot papers and last-minute inducements aimed at boda boda riders on voting day. The message was simple: relax, and you lose. What changed the story was vigilance—relentless, organized, and loud enough to be felt. Gunya’s camp, backed by artists, media practitioners, and committed observers, maintained constant pressure throughout the day and deep into the tallying process. Cameras stayed on. Voices stayed raised. Every suspicious mov...

Word on the entertainment street is that Nays Official has upgraded his hydration habits—and it’s strictly Langi-flavoured . Ever since his breakout hit Pe Balo shook Northern Uganda ’s airwaves eight months ago, the man has been unstoppable, dropping hit after hit like a one-man jukebox. But his latest release, “ Nya Lango ” ft. Mr. Berry , has added a new layer of gossip to his growing legend—apparently, he now only drinks cold water served by Langi ladies in Gulu City . And no, that’s not a metaphor... or maybe it is. Mr. Berry The song itself is smooth, cheeky, and dangerously flirty—the kind of track that makes you want to laugh, love, and pour yourself something chilled. In Nya Lango , Nays calls on his muse to bring him cold water to drink, promising to sip it forever and never disappear like those unserious city boys who taste once and ghost. It’s the kind of line that sounds like a joke until you realise it’s poetry for the Northern heart . The man turned everyday hospita...

There was a time when Uganda’s political rings were loud with colour—two or three opposition warriors charging at one lone NRM bull. The chants were clear, the camps were known, and the lines were thick. Fast-forward to today’s scene, and the drama has gone inward. The fights now happen inside the big yellow house. The once-straightforward ballot battle—Opposition vs NRM—has quietly mutated into a house-divided match-up: the official NRM flag-bearer, The new “crossers” hunting favour under the ruling umbrella, and the transition dreamers linked to the Patriotic League of Uganda, the First Son’s civic-turned-political mission. What we’re seeing is not politics dying—it’s politics relocating. The real war is no longer across party lines; it’s within the establishment’s bloodstream. Power is testing loyalty, and loyalty is testing patience. While the opposition snoozes or surrenders its stars to ruling-side offers, the field is now crowded with cousins fighting for...

Cardi B, the rap queen who’s never shy of shaking the timeline, has officially ditched Offset and dived into a new saga with NFL star Stefon Diggs — a man reportedly juggling two other pregnant girlfriends. The Offset Era Is Officially Over After years of chaos, cheating scandals, and public makeup sessions that felt more like movie scenes, Cardi finally said “enough.” She filed for divorce from Offset back in July 2024 — and though the papers are still being processed, the separation is real and loud. Offset even dropped subtle heartbreak bars about her in his new tracks, confirming what fans already suspected: the chapter of “Clout Couple” is closed for good. New Man, New Baby, New Drama Cardi didn’t stay single for long. By mid-2025, she was spotted cozying up with NFL player Stefon Diggs, known for his flashy plays both on the field and, apparently, off it too. The rapper later confirmed she’s pregnant with her fourth child, her first with Diggs....

When you talk about Northern Uganda’s finest on the mic, one name commands respect like no other — Kash Owakabi. A certified East African legend, comedian, and events king, Kash has taken his craft from Gulu to Kigali, and from Kampala to Kenya, proving that northern talent can shine anywhere. Just this mid-October, the man himself lit up a major show in Rwanda, leaving fans in stitches, before headlining several gigs across Kampala.  The North’s finest didn’t just perform — he raised the bar for every upcoming emcee dreaming of the spotlight. But while Kash continues to make East African rounds, one of his protégés, Mc Young Moni, has found himself trending for all the wrong reasons. Word hit the streets of Gulu City that the young hype master was spotted defacing campaign posters of NUP’s Bobi Wine and singer Liama ahead of the presidential campaign trail. A reckless move that quickly sparked debate across social media and sent shockwaves through the enter...

The dancehall streets have been eerily quiet lately. No “ Dyewor ” energy rattling speakers, no Adong Music vibe setting clubs on fire. It’s like the queen herself pressed pause while the rest kept dancing. But maybe… just maybe… this silence is the prelude to something epic . Let’s rewind. When Adong Music unleashed “Dyewor (Kwo Mit I dyewor)” six years ago, it didn’t just trend — it swept across the country . Played in every bar, every village auction, every kafunda from Laliya to Namwongo , it became the heartbeat of the streets. People didn’t just listen; they moved , they shouted , they lived Dyewor. Over 50,000 YouTube streams later, Adong was no longer just a singer — she was a force of nature . In a male-dominated scene, she didn’t just compete — she claimed the crown . Follow-ups like “ Kakwangala ” and “ Adegi ” cemented her as Northern Uganda’s fiercest female trailblazer , a queen whose voice echoed from the dusty village markets to the neon-lit clubs of Kampala . ...

By Entertainment Desk | KamuleKumalo.com The story didn’t start in a bar. It started on DJ Richie’s WhatsApp status — that sacred timeline where real ones drop what’s on their mind with zero filter. The post was short, bold, and sharp enough to slice through industry silence: “Artists who got campaign money and forgot the DJs — we shall meet in the bar.” It wasn’t a rant. It was a vibe. Within minutes, the screenshot was circulating faster than an Arsenal highlight reel after a weekend win. The DJs felt it, the artists read it twice, and by sunset, every creative group chat in Gulu was debating it. From Status to Streets See, DJ Richie didn’t need a press conference. One WhatsApp post did the job. And for those who know the nightlife circuit, the message hit different. Richie is no rookie — he’s that sound doctor who’s carried Gulu’s bar scene on his back for years. From Oxford Sports Lounge to every street gig that’s ever needed rhythm, he’s been there, mic in hand, steering the ene...

Something’s been bubbling quietly in Gulu’s influencer streets — a secret so soft, yet too loud to hide. For weeks, fans whispered, cameras zoomed, and captions got mysteriously shorter. And now, the whispers have finally turned into headlines: Trona — yes, the Trona of Bapa Hotel fame — is four months pregnant! They say love always finds a stage, and for Trona, it started under the golden lights of Bapa Hotel — the same place she built her influencer crown. That unforgettable night when a Kampala-based influencer knelt down with a ring and roses? Oh, Gulu stood still. Phones were up, reels went viral, and hashtags multiplied like heart emojis. But what if that fairytale night wasn’t the final chapter — just the prologue to something messier, juicier, and far more real? Because word on the city’s wireless grapevine is that this baby bump might have another storyline entirely. 👀 A few eagle-eyed fans noticed her quiet shifts — the late-night studio c...

A conversation between two generations at the edge of Uganda’s political transition. The Yellow Hour It’s a Kampala evening in late October 2025. The sun melts into Nakasero ’s skyline, painting the city in a strange blend of gold and uncertainty. From the veranda of a crowded café near Fairway Hotel , Andrew Muwende sits opposite a young man—hoodie, earpods, restless energy. Youth:  “Uncle Muwende, be honest—this thing of people crossing to NRM every week, isn’t it just political survival? I mean, over 1,000 NUP guys at Kololo ? That’s not unity; that’s desperation.” Muwende (chuckling):  “Ah, my son, politics is never about desperation—it’s about timing. What you’re calling defection, the strategists in State House call realignment. When 1,000 NUP faithful walk into Kololo and Museveni hugs them like prodigal sons, that’s not chaos—it’s choreography. It’s a message to the country: unity is the new currency.” He sips his espresso slowly, eyes glinting. “Look at Nebbi —50...