Sven Kacirek
The Kenya Session

I have the impression of having 2 stomachs, half an intestine, and a penis that is an entity unto itself (the size and shape are irrelevant to the context), but what is certain is the disdain I feel towards work, or rather towards the uselessness that many of our jobs have (bad day).

A return to the "origins", I’d settle for the early '30s, a period between the 2 "world" wars, simultaneously a post & pre-war period, Africa couldn't care less and "The Kenya Session" is the tangible proof of this even if retroactive, today we are used to everything.  

I'm thinking of stopping, grabbing a pen and writing the review (slowly we'll get there) by hand, licking a stamp and sending it off, and then I say... too difficult for an idiot like me, and then DeBaser... what the hell address does it have?

That Sven Kacirek is a character is indisputable.

1- Percussion artist
2- Percussion writer
3- Drummer (or if you prefer drum-man)
4- Electronic ejaculator

In his portfolio, the books of the "Maestro" from Hamburg are "Drum’n bass-Creative Concepts For Drummers" (1999) and "Secret Drum Grooves" (2001), paper percussion lessons.

Kenya against Germany, diamonds against Volkswagen, "blacks" against "krauts", equator against frost.

A journey and an album published by PingiPung in February 2011.

The inspiration from Kenyan villages, everything suggests a future Uganda/Somalia/Tanzania ... Session.
The mind that gets excited in blending completely different cultures, in stripping a race (we are a single race for anyone who still has doubts) of all the uselessness that surrounds us by squeezing life into the palm of one's hand, shaking it all, can only result in an interesting work (beyond preferences) that captures the attention of everyone.  

Recordings captured live cradled by foundations of pure electronic, the combination of rigid Nordic electronics and visceral African tribal rhythm.
The marimba as beautiful to see as it is pleasant to hear in "Old Man Small Studio" that follows a whirlwind of many other percussions and the repetitive singing of Owino Koyo, or the same that accompanies the enchanting voice of Ogoya Nengo in "Dear Anastasia".

Already with "Kayamba Tuc Tuc" and the moans of "Turkey Dance", the album takes on a more experimental character while always maintaining the (essential) essence of the album. Let yourselves be transported "wandering" through the hemispheres of the globe.

"Too Good To Be True"... a carousel of cynicism.   

Discover other gems for yourselves. The tracklist:

01. Arsenal Aluny Village
02. Old Man Small Studio
03. Walk To Rangala
04. Dear Anastasia
05. Kayamba Tuc Tuc
06. Turkey Dance
07. Too Good To Be True
08. On The Coast
09. Lamu Sunsail
10. Maria
11. Paperflowers
12. Headphones & Headdress
13. Vuvuzela in White
14. Trickled Away
15. Takaye Preaching 

An album with a thousand facets, if I absolutely had to, I would classify it as "tribal-jazz" with touches of "fusion-electronics".

An album to listen to on any occasion, with whomever you want, and however you want (of course).