On a typical highlife introduction, unstoppable rhythmic cavalcade, bewitching guitar and multiplied brass, a voice puts our feet back on the ground, listing “exotic” fruits and vegetables in temperate latitudes. “Parsley, jackfruit, acerola, mango! What temptations! What is this fruit you have in your hand? Savor without planting? And what are these fallen zebras? » A post-colonial development with a psychedelic taste as an appetizer for a record that puts a mix of genres on the menu, always based on…
