Sibusile Xaba / Open Letter to Adoniah / Mushroom Hour Half Hour

Acoustic guitar, percussion, and song. Recorded live in the mountains of Magaliesberg, outside Johannesburg. Maskandi / Mbaqanga tradition mixing dream with warrior chant. Rhythms that contain not only the history of the African Continent but the globe. We all have but one root. Sibusile Xaba`s Open Letter To Adoniah could be Flamenco`s “Maestro Del Cante”, El Chocolate. Translating his Tarantos, Siguiriyas and Fandangos into Marley`s Redemption Songs. Buju`s Til I`m Laid To Rest. The sound of human passion remains the same. Irrespective of language. It`s the sort of thing that Jools Holland would kill to have on Later. That Peter Gabriel would have secreted away in the Real World archives. Stashed alongside the magic of Ayub Ogada for special occasions. Listening akin to finding religion. Opening a door onto Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan`s Qawwali party in prayer. Stumbling upon a Nyabinghi drum circle. Rastas and Sufis. Caught up in Belief for a moment. Music perfect for contemplating horizons. Looking out to sea. The sunset. Grateful for the end of one day. The promise of the next. Preferably in the company of friends and family. Surrounded by all you hold dear. Hold holy. No matter your faith. Or lack of it.