I like music....no...that is an understatement. I LOVE music. Having played classical piano for about 15 years, it's a part of me. I see music in everything...in words, in love (when I do find it!), in life, in....oops...am at work so can't say that.
While passing through Antigua earlier this year I picked up an Elan Parle CD in the airport's music store. In my consciousness, I had never heard of that group before. But I must have read about them because I read BWIA's inflight magazine Caribbean Beat all the time and while googling them today, I see there was an article about them in there.
The leader is a guy called MING (Michael Low Chew Tung). Let me tell you. If you want seriously sexy music, with lots of energy, rhythms, instruments, and colours then pick up their Tribal Voices CD from 2000. Maaaaan, I could picture myself with a honey moving with our energy to this music. OK, I'm at work so it will have to stop there.
But I'm on to Elan Parle from now on. Anybody knows where they're performing next? Jeezas, this is some seriously soul stirring music. (I suspect that some of you will listen to it and say "what's she on about?")
Have to go to the gym now to work off this pent up.....ok, I'm at work so gotta stop.
Posted by yamfoot at November 5, 2006 04:23 PMGym? Mich, you need to visit Jim to work off this thing! Gym cyah help you! ;-)
Posted by: Mad Bull at November 9, 2006 08:52 PMdamn straight mad bull... didn know u played the piyahno though.. u have to play for me one day. i think is a likkle horniness coincide with the elan parle music that hit ya.. without the horns dem woulda sounded different..
Posted by: Pelico at November 16, 2006 05:42 PM