Tchida Afrikanu

Undoubtedly back in 75, when I was born in a beautiful and forgotten island in the middle of the atlantic ocean, with no running water, nor electricity, The Wailing Wailers could be heard through an emmigrant's radio set powered by Rayovac batteries. Just as a baby, I had been rocked by this music from ever since. Besides that, who has never heard of "The Barefoot Diva" from the Cape Verdean Islan ... read more