Finally, it is all over, and the results of the lucky winners of this year's MTN Ghana Music Awards, were released at the National Theatre, amidst a yellow carpet of celebrities who graced the occasion.

As usual, your exciting Chronicle Entertainment Driver was present to observe the event, with the eyes of an eagle, looking earnestly for the flaws and successes of the night.

The show took off a few minutes past 10:00 p.m., and as if the organizers did not want to be found wanting again, on issues concerning time, they did not hesitate to omit the time for the commencement of the event from the ticket.

However, to be on the safer side, because of past experiences, which have taught me to be present at shows organized by Charterhouse before starting time, since you will never know when tickets will be outsold, or as they put it racketeered, so as to leave people with genuine tickets sweating on their feet, your train driver landed as early as possible.

Indeed this year's music awards went HI-TECH, with the introduction of the electronic pass that was added to the tickets, so that on entering the premises of the auditorium, one's card had to be checked through the computer to ascertain its validity, this was the first indication of a plus for the organizers, and that looked like a sign of a good event to come.

On entering the auditorium, one had to join a long queue, in order to show your ticket, to four decorated beauties seated behind a table, so one could get a copy of the annual brochure, given out at the awards night. After queuing for close to twenty minutes, your train driver was told "sorry you have a complimentary ticket, and the brochures are for those with the VIP tickets."

Had it not been for the timely intervention of a pretty lady, who is with the organizers, and has had the privilege of boarding your exciting Chronicle's Entertainment Train, your train driver would have been denied a brochure.

The point is, if the brochures were meant for VIP ticket holders, as they claimed, why was the need for the queue in the first place?

Another incident, which occurred, was with the media cards that were given out, your train driver was witness to the snatching of a colleague's media card, and in shock, all she could say was, "how do l take pictures without my media card, and maneuver around for interviews?" Gently, your train driver pointed in the direction of the Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of Charterhouse, because she was the best person to address the problem.

Inside the hall, where the event is taking place, were the usual pretty ladies of this country, who are always present to grace occasions like this, with their wicked sense of fashion, from the hairdos to the footwear, they looked ravishing.

The gentlemen also rubbed shoulders with the ladies, with some sported outfits with designer labels all over, from D&G to Versaci, but as to their originality, that is a topic for another day's discussion.

DJ Black of Joy FM, was behind his consul and mixing the tunes like nobody's business; the MC's for the night, turned out to be Doreen Andoh and Batman Samini, a combination your train driver will term as bizarre, whereas Doreen is a diva in the radio industry, and has had good experiences in the field of MCs, Batman Samini is lately the unstoppable rapper, who is taking hip-life to a higher pedestal.

Though both are gurus in their field of play, one thing you can never take away from Doreen, is her unique articulateness, which Batman Samini struggled to keep up with, slip tonguing a couple of words here and there, but hey! as Nana Aba Anamoah said, three years ago on the same event, when she was the host and happened to have a slip of tongue, "we all make mistakes."

What Batman beat Doreen Andoh at, was his line of clothes and hairdos, which he was proud to twist and turn as much as he wanted to. Initially he came out in a well-tailored suit, and later came back without his jacket, because he claimed he was feeling too hot, not knowing he had a case full of clothes he wanted to showcase, as an announcement of his out-coming clothesline, which was not a bad idea.

In the process of observing the events, your train driver spotted Mr. Carlos Sakyi, the man who eats and drinks copyright issues. He is so passionate about copyright issues concerning artistes in the country, to the extent that he has been nicknamed Mr. Copyright by some of his followers.

When Carlos entered the hall, and was grandly taking giant steps towards the VIP section, he was stopped by an usher, and asked to produce his ticket, he asked if the usher did not recognize him, and was disappointed to have heard a No! With rude insistence from the not so tall lady usher, to bring out his ticket, this exchange of words went on for some time.

Finally, two gentlemen emerged from behind to tell the usher, "Oh don't you know this Boss, he is from MUSIGA," the lady then shamefully muttered, "but you should have told me."

Looking at what happened in a couple of similar incidents, which occurred concerning tickets, and the fact that some of the ushers were rude, it became evident that as much as Charterhouse was trying to do their best, at event organizing, and coming up with good shows, the fact still remains that event organizing has to do with humans, and the little things like a smile, walking of a guest to his her seat, will go down well in making that individual enjoy the show.

It is petty issues like these that end up ruining a good show and the earlier it they are addressed, the better for both the organizers, and the participants, including invited guests of these shows. This issue of ushers smiling at only people they know, should be a thing of the past, after all whoever made it to the show, must have sacrificed something to be there.

The awards were given out to their respective recipients, and it was too bad that artists who couldn't make it, because of problems their producers had with the organizers - they were ordered to boycott the show - had to forfeit their GH¢1,000, which went with the awards.

Whew! That was unfair. Their presence at the show would have brought more glamour and glitz to the occasion. Whatever it was, let's pray that next year's awards night turns out different.

Another issue worthy of note is the fact that the show was not drawling it went on, with no technical hitches here and there, and the artistes who performed, were very time conscious, not exceeding their time limits, and that is a plus for the organizers.

The boys from Adabraka, 5five, put up a great show, but flawed in their choice of dancers. Gosh! What were they wearing, rugs? Please, showbiz in Ghana has advanced so much, and thus there is no need for such nightmares, their manager 'Bulldog' should watch it next time.

When it comes to good vocals, Chemphe is the man, mine! His blend with the three ladies Irene, Jane and Becca, on stage for the rendition of their songs, was superb. They all looked good for the event, and you couldn't help but shout out aloud, applaud and say, "You guys are the bomb."

Seeing performances like these, makes one believe in our musicians, and the hope that all is not lost for the music industry, and that big things are bound to happen, as we are just a few steps away.

Awards after awards were given out, and great performances followed, but the crowd kept waiting patiently for the main reason why they graced the occasion, aside wanting to be live audiences of the event, which undoubtedly was to see the man who rules the stage, and has the name Jarule.

He did make it, and to amazement of all, he was so simple, and performed to the satisfaction of his audience. But what seems baffling, was the honorable Minister's continues pronouncement of how handsome he was. Is it that he thinks we have no fine boys in town? Or is it the fact that genuinely, he couldn't help but admire Jarule for his looks? Whatever the case is, his message to the hip-hop icon was precise, "Don't forget us when you leave, help us project our local musicians," he said.

Charterhouse doubled the excitement with the appearance of Keisha White, and that indeed was what took the bitter taste out of the mouths of those who had it. She was so innocent-looking, and the look on her face, showed nothing more than excitement and appreciation. She did justice to the Akan language, when she said thank you.

After these two international artistes had graced the show, there was still room for one more, and that was P-Square, bringing the total number of international artistes, who graced the occasion, to four, including Nameless, the Nairobi-based musician, who did a wonderful job, and despite the fact his song was in his dialect, he still rocked the house with his dancers.

P-Square turned the event into a dancehall, with their hit song, 'Do me.' The fact that they have been here before, worked well in their favor, because they had already won the affection of the Ghanaian populace, so getting the audience to their feet was no big deal.

Their performance drew the curtain down on the show, with the mention of the Artist of the Year award which went to Kwaw Kesse, the man who preaches positive madness, through his music, and his craze has become a norm in showbiz circles, a blow to the cheek, tells it all.

As human as we all are, there will never be the definite conclusion that the show was a blast and a success, undeniably there are others who are of the view that this year's awards was an apology of an awards night, but as to what your train driver thinks, well, you will have to board your exciting Chronicle Entertainment Train to hear that.

Congratulations to all the award winners, nominees. And to Charterhouse, the organizers, criticisms make you stronger, so keep up the good work and correct your errors.