Born in the dark streets of Cairo, grown to the unforgettable forests of Santa Esmeralda, spending its teen

years in Bombay and Tangier markets, mature into the deep spacey Jungle of Ghana we proudly present

you a new label from the land of the pyramids: SHANGO RECORDS invites you to an unheard world

music psychedelic trip: like through a colorful kaleidoscope we will melt down Indian and Pakistani Vibes,

Arab-Tek and Oriental groovy vibes, Afro-Beat rhythms n' pieces, Cumbia Tropicana flavors and cosmic

Ghetto-Latin vibes into forbidden sounds of frenzied electronic dancefloor rituals. Outside traditional paths

these driving grooves and polyphonic structures take the adventure seeking dancer to Dionysian highs and

places never been before.

The train runs along the sea for a time, then cuts inland. We pass tall fields of corn, grapevines,

tangerine trees growing on terraced hills. An occasional irrigation pond sparkles in the sunlight. A

river winding through a flat stretch of land looks cool and inviting, an empty lot is overgrown

with summer grasses. At one point we pass a dog standing by the tracks, staring vacantly at the

train rushing by. Watching this scenery makes me feel warm and calm all over again. You're going

to be okay, I tell myself, taking a deep breath. All you can do is forge on ahead. At the station I

follow the map and walk north past rows of old stores and houses. Both sides of the street are

lined with walls around people's homes. I've never seen so many different kinds--black walls

made out of boards, white walls, granite block walls, stone walls with hedges on top. The whole

place is still and silent, with no one else on the street. Hardly any cars pass by. The air smells like

the sea, which must be nearby. I listen carefully but can't hear any waves. Far off, though, I hear

the smooth sounds of a gorgeous song and as the sound comes closer I feel like it was heaven

again. This is the new SHANGO RECORDS EP and comes by KURT ADAM. Three

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