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The deity Yemaya the mother goddess, the essence of motherhood and a protector of children arrived through Lou Gorbea’s and Chris Perez’s featuring Nina’s lead vocals on “Babalu Aye Y Yemaya.” Yemaya greeted the dancers with a nurturing embrace as they danced into her arms. The minimal tracks with afro chants pronounced the coming of the spirit. The journey started off deep with congos played over soft finger snaps. DJ Stan Zeff took control of the knobs and bombarded the gathering tribes with a house vignette worthy of legends. The party jumpstarted with the kind of soul that made the mouth drool with saliva. Well let’s dive into the deep waters of all things deep that is pure unadulterated afro- beat/deep house music. There were enough dreads, head wraps and dashikis in town to clothe an African village. The city’s soundtrack, afro-house echoed its sweet sentiment from Marietta Road to Moreland Avenue. The weather of overcast skies, light rains and mild temperatures were not enough to quench the sweet scent of incense that burned across the city. It’s a weekend of all things Africa when there’s a week long black arts festival, a West African DJ Diaspora and a South African playing at Tambor. They had to kick you guys out of the venue to boot.
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Man as I was saying outside, you mutha trucka’s know how to party LOL!!! I think the walls were sweating when I walked in. I even managed to check into Tambor and see my buds. Last night was dope…Checked out the spot and fell in love with it. House heads, techno heads, and Afro-lovers all gathered at the city’s, “Edge” to inhale the breath of beating drums in a boombox named…” (more…) ATL’s Alley Cat Music digitally posted the message over a network of platforms. This too was the cycle when the drum sojourned to the city.
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This was a time for not only celebration, but of reflection, of ancestors and their vast contributions and varied gifts to the world. Black Peoples’ Month, the celebration of history & herstory. That night marked the final cycle of BPM. “It all began one unseasonably warm night. I will tell you of the night of music, dance, and DJ.” For within the city’s walls is great music, its capability to draw all kinds of worldly sounds into its hub of drums. Mouths profess, “Durrrty, Durrrty,” for the land’s great red clay. It all happened in the land way down south. The night of music, dance, and DJ, and all that happened.” “Father, tell me the story of that night.