amharic
the first time i heard Mulatu Astatke i was at work and someone put in the broken flowers soundtrack. i fell in love... or lust. my palms began to sweat and my heart began to beat fast. i was ready for it.
i mean, how could you not like funky jazz from Africa? the drums, the guitars, the grooves. this is the kind of shit Dj Shadow fans will enjoy and want to have the sex with. DO IT!
Mulatu Astatke - Ethiopiques, Vol. 4: Ethio Jazz & Musique Instrumentale, 1969-1974
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