Dear Feya,

It brings me great sorrow to write this letter to you posthumously. Still, it gives me comfort that I saw you just last month in Gqeberha — sharing laughter, memories, and presence. You have always been an inspiration and a mentor to me.

I remember the first time we met, at home with my uncle Jury Ntshinga, who has since also passed on. I joked about how skinny you were back then. Even then, I could see your fire — your unwavering passion for your craft. As I grew up in New Brighton, you remained a beacon of artistry and purpose.

This letter comes from a broken spirit — from me, Cirha. We were just together in June. I want to take this moment to express my deepest love and gratitude for all you were, Grootman. I once said I would add more stories to your songbook, and you replied, “It’s fine — you can write a new one.” That moment will stay with me forever.

This is heartbreaking — as a human being, as a nephew, and as a proud Jazzanian.

Rest well now, Cirha Ncibane, Nojaholo, Ntswentswe, Qhanqolo, Sihlobo sikaPhalo, Hlomla lidala lineempondo, Ghabha, Nyembezana, MGCale.
You and that flugelhorn of yours — you broke us open, Mhlanhla wakho.

We, the Faku family, we the amaCirha, and we, bantu boMngqungqo, mourn a brother, a friend, a mentor, and our genius king.

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Feya Faku was a globally respected South African trumpeter and flugelhorn player, whose work bridged tradition and innovation. His albums — including Homage, Spirit of Purpose, Le Ngoma, and Life and Music — are spiritual jazz masterpieces. His collaborations across continents helped to tell African stories with deep reverence, and his playing always echoed with soul, dignity, and memory.

Now more than ever, your song “Reverence · Hymn for All” makes sense, my Brother.
It speaks for us. It speaks of you.

Lala ngoxolo, Mntakwethu.
Your memory lives in us.

Camagu.
Lindikaya Ntshinga

Disclaimer: I write this letter not as an expert, but as a young man from New Brighton, Gqeberha — who grew up watching you, learning from you, and being shaped by your presence and your music. This is personal. This is from the heart.