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Mix the high-octane sugar
rush of a café con leche with the no-nonsense stomping of New Yorks
ska underground and youve got the wicked shot on goal thats King
Changó antidote to tired guitar bands, dozy loungecore and formula
whatever. Eight Latino rudies (OK, the horn players are gringos) build a groove
founded on dancehall chants, deep space dub, straight-up skanking and Latin
rhythms. Meet the house band of the urban planet. |
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