Abayomi Jolaoso is dead. He died yesterday, his death served as a rude shock to his friends, family and business associates. Many of the sympathizers, who thronged his residence to commiserate with his family, expressed their regrets at the untimely death of a man widely acknowledged as a fair and compassionate philanthropist.
There is no gainsaying Abayomi was a man who impacted positively on everyone that came in contact with him. Thank God for Jolaoso, public and private lives intersected with the verve of humaneness and growth, for that was indeed what he symbolized to many while he was alive.
But somewhere along the line the magic departed and the demons moved in; after he fell ill, his fate was determined. Alas, life deserted the beautiful garden of Jolaoso, leaving it a wretched sand strip.
Yes, the same old socialite, ‘Jolly’. No one would forget so easily, Jolaoso, ‘the ultimate rocker’ of the 90s. It would be recalled that he painted the town red and rocked every city he visited to the hilt back then. He remained prime favourite of high society and local artistes sang his praises endlessly as his presence always assured all and sundry that crisp notes in foreign and local currency would be sprayed extravagantly.
His place on the social ladder was further amplified by highflying musician, Sir Shina Peters, who dedicated a whole track in his album eulogizing Femi Otedola, Lanre Tejuoso, Kweku Tandor, Kola Abiola, Segun Awolowo and Abayomi’s deep pockets and social prowess