The crimson dusk
Flows to our eyes like wind
Quenching the fruits of passion
Gusting with tender bounty
Heavenly yet sacrosanct
Pure, yet clean
As we stand alone on this hilltop
Tears of rain falling from our sorrowed eyes
We call to the stars above:
“Pluton! Pluton!"
Former member of Fela Kuti’s Egypt 80 unveils a rich, swinging new record that pulls from jazz and soul in its high-wattage songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024