Nataka Books Reviews:
"Many readers find the title of my debut novel intriguing. Let me narrate to you the inspiration behind Beer Pressure. Well, it all started with a bottle of Serengeti Beer."
These are the first three sentences which intriduced us to the book ' Peer Pressure', or rather 'Beer Pressure' by Otienno Opondo. Read the full summary and review below.
Beer Pressure is a hilarious novel with jaw-dropping narration that highlights the harm peer (beer) pressure has done to the youth.
-- Book summary by Otieno Opondo @otienopondo_
Nataka Books Full Review:
Many readers find the title of my debut novel intriguing. Let me narrate to you the inspiration behind Beer Pressure. Well, it all started with a bottle of Serengeti Beer.
On the morning of April 6, 2019, I headed out for a Kurian traditional wedding party in Nyamtiro, smack in the Kenya—Tanzania border.
Had someone whispered in my ear that later in the day the Tanzanian beer would turn me into a mtu bladifakni, and embarrass me in front of right thinking members of the society, I would’ve switched off my phone, locked myself indoors and thrown the keys through the window.
So I went. And who could blame me? I was in a celebratory mood. See, two days earlier, I'd defended my Msc thesis in front of a sadistic defense panel and passed! Anyone who’s done a postgraduate degree in our local public universities knows how demanding and draining the journey is. This, ladies and gentlemen, was a milestone that called for a celebration. Common sense dictated that I start celebrating with “immediately effect”. I thought of ducking inside one of the many clubs in town, but there was a problem.
Months earlier, a friend had invited me to a traditional wedding in Nyamtiro. As is the wont with many a Kurian celebration, there was going to be R.S.A.V.P – Rice, Stew and Alcohol Very Plenty. The friend also intimidated that as a serial bachelor, I would get a potential wife at the venue. Spoilt for choice as to whether I should start celebrating immediately, or postpone celebrations to the wedding day, I decided to listen to the ground. The ground told me to carry the celebrations forward to Nyamtiro.
Now, on the material day, I tied myself grasshopper. I went all Italian—bespoke black Ermenegildo Zegna suit, blue Rubinacci shirt and red Paolo Albizzati necktie. To say that the suit had enoughed me would be an understatement; I was sartorially elegant.
Our delegation arrived in Nyamtiro and executed the matter at hand. Now it was time to party. I lined my stomach walls with nyama choma and, as I washed it down with Tusker, I got to know Evodia, my potential “wife”. That day, my sense of humour was up there with the prices of basic commodities in Kenya. Evodia laughed at my jokes and I could tell I was at the quarter finals. Someone brought in crates of Serengeti Beer. I’d never tasted it before, so, in a misguided sense of exploration, I decided to have an #AzimioLaUlevi with Serengeti Beer.
Bwana, that beer was sweet! So I took bottle after bottle. The beer hit the right spot, and I started studying the ingredients on the bottle. When we stood up to dance iritungu—a Kurian traditional dance—with Evodia, something terrible happened.
The beer got the better of me and I ended up dancing better than Embarambamba. My flailing hands caught my would-be wife smack on the face, paah! Bewildered, my friends decided to take me out of the tent. Just as they started carrying me, I vomited the beer, the food, my self-esteem and the dream of landing a wife all over my expensive bespoke Italian suit. As I lay in my house recovering from the hangover and smarting from the shame, I got the idea to write this book.
Basically, Beer Pressure is a hilarious novel with jaw-dropping narration that highlights the harm peer (beer) pressure has done to the youth.
-- Book summary and review by Otieno Opondo @otienopondo_