Death by Bongos
If like me you can never have enough bongos, beards or sandals, you might enjoy some of these interesting grooves.
I seem to be going through one of those peculiar phases in which you find yourself as you approach your mid fifties.
I was a late discoverer of Mandrill & I am enjoying catching up with their albums. Last year I was overwhelmed by Exuma a mental, Mexican psychedelic band lost in the realms of voodoo.
As I write this I am grooving to Chaino – Africana & Beyond & this is a seriously bongo-ed voodoo fest. Don’t listen to it with the lights out.
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