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Every new album by Bongolian should be accompanied by a sort of presentation made of kaleidoscopic lights accompanied by the blare of trumpets over a groove-sound in a Latin prog-psychedelic sauce and on a dance floor where Indian girls dressed in all colors dance the bharatanatyam thus expressing their kindness and all their spirituality, their joy of living and the sense of communion with the earth and space, while gigantic bubblegum bounce up and down around us who stand in the middle and at the center of this microcosm apparent universe with incense burning all around the aromas of the temples of Jerusalem. Discover the review
Every new album by Bongolian should be accompanied by a sort of presentation made of kaleidoscopic lights accompanied by the blare of trumpets over a groove-sound in a Latin prog-psychedelic sauce and on a dance floor where Indian girls dressed in all colors dance the bharatanatyam thus expressing their kindness and all their spirituality, their joy of living and the sense of communion with the earth and space, while gigantic bubblegum bounce up and down around us who stand in the middle and at the center of this microcosm apparent universe with incense burning all around the aromas of the temples of Jerusalem.
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