IT'S THE 60'S AND YOU ARE ONE OF THE MOST CELEBRATED AND MULTI-TALENTED MUSICIANS IN ALL OF AFRICA (SERIOUSLY, YOU EVEN MAKE SONGS FOR THE DICTATOR BUT PEOPLE DON'T CARE); YOU MAKE SOME REALLY GOOD (AND VERY ELABORATE) SONGS ABOUT A GUY WHO CHEATS ON HIS WIFE AND ANOTHER ABOUT A YOUNG MAN WHO CANNOT STOP ENGAGING IN RISKY SEXUAL BEHAVIOUR; YOU RELEASE A BANGER 16-MINUTE SONG EDUCATING THE MASSES ON THE DANGER OF HIV/AIDS; YOU SUDDENLY START GETTING SICK RIGHT WHEN THE AIDS CRISIS IS REPORTED TO HAVE HIT YOUR CONTINENT; YOU START GROWING HELLA THIN DESPITE YOUR BIG FRAME BEING ONE OF YOUR MOST DISTINGUISHING PHYSICAL QUALITIES (DUDE WAS HEALTHY); RUMORS START SPREADING THAT YOU HAVE HIV AND YOUR RIVALS CAPITALISE ON IT TO SOW DYSENTERY AMONG YOUR RANKS; YOU LOSE YOUR LONG TIME BAND-MATE AND BEST FRIEND BECAUSE YOU THINK HE STARTED THE RUMOR; YOU RELEASE A FIRE ALBUM CALLED "LES RUMEURS" DISPELLING THE RUMORS AND CALLING OUT THE PEOPLE SPREADING THEM BY NAME; YOU GO ON A COUNTRYWIDE TOUR DISPELLING THE RUMORS AND TELLING YOUR RIVALS THAT YOU WILL HAVE THE LAST LAUGH WHEN YOU RECOVER; YOU FAIL TO MAKE IT TO THE END OF THE YEAR
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