Desolate, abandoned ghost town first night. strange industrial structures, sprawling landscape, shop fronts with only a candle burning inside. no electricity no SOUP! we pass Africa's most unstable nuclear reactor on our way in the mini bus...
Amazing distorted p.a system in first club we go. Open air, thick air... drums which BUZZ, fuzz, gasoline oil, DIRT. Played with Tony Allen, Scratch, Damon and local band high under big African skies...
incredible levels of creativity everywhere, rhythm everywhere, junk yard orchestras, one string guitars, trance music from the bush, movement, expression of fertility and sexuality..MESSAGES TO THE ANCESTORS.!
10 hour concerts, one song = one hour. The best colours at dusk, yellows, browns, blues. Children, children, children playing rattles whistles, rapping, dancing home made drum kits. A formless pulsating energy. denounce western concept of a jam session... this is a mutant jam. 3 different keys all at same time. HOT SWEAT...
Incredible beauty in amongst the ruin... KINSHASA, 2007.
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