Old is gold. I love all Kipchamba's songs. This song specifically reminds me of my childhood days when I used to graze the cows with dad in the evening(sunset rays spreading beautifully, 'asistab Moset') along maize plantations and having tuned into KBC kisumu radio station, having hanged the radio on a maize plant well fitted with buttoned material bag. Eeeh! I miss my childhood days, I miss home
Asked around the meaning of this song. This song is about old customs which are considered vitu za kitambo. Case in point kutobolewa maskio. "Kaigai itebii matiin kebarbarin"