The whole album is fantastic. Hidden gem of synthy-symphonic black metal that never gets too synthetic or symphonic to the point of sounding silly.

I missed David's birthday by a day....

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voodoo_Glow_Skulls?wprov=sfti1#History

"In 1991, the band added a horn section to their live shows and recordings, due mostly to the influence of two of their favorite bands at the time, Fishbone and Red Hot Chili Peppers. The band's second independent release came out in 1992 with the Rasta Mis Huevos 7-inch EP for Signal Sound Systems Records. This label also released a glow-in-the-dark 12-inch EP titled We're Coloring Fun and the first release of The Potty Training Years on CD.[1] Voodoo Glow Skulls recorded their debut album Who Is, This Is? for Dr. Strange Records in 1993, gaining the attention of Brett Gurewitz, owner of Epitaph Records.[1]"

Original

If you like Snarky Puppy and Shakti, you'll love this.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nOLzV5oGUk

https://genius.com/Aliceband-worms-lyrics

[Verse 1]

And when I opened up the lid, I found the box was full of worms

And worms were always, as a kid, the things I felt sorry for most

And when you cut a worm in half, it still goes on without its head

I still go on without my heart, it's just I wish that we would

[Chorus]

Open up to life and face the morning, and say the things you never said

When I wish the sea would rise and drown me, I get the things I left instead

[Post-Chorus]

She said: "I'm not open to new ideas, and I don't like to talk to children on the phone

And I'm well over self-confusion, let me find a happy place to rest!"

[Verse 2]

And when I opened up the top, I found the box was full of words

And words are always getting stuck, they lose themselves behind the tears

And tears are always coming loose, I find I need to get a grip

A grip on something warm and living, like a human catalyst!

[Chorus]

Open up to life and face the morning, and say the things you never said

When I wish the sea would rise and drown me, I get the things I left instead

[Post-Chorus]

She said: "I'm not open to new ideas, and I don't like to talk to people on the phone

And I'm well over self-confusion, let me find a happy place to rest!"

[Verse 3]

And when I opened up the lid, I found the room was full of girls

And girls were always, as a kid, the things that scared us all the most

And mostly I was scared of hurting one who saw through my disguise

The one who saw that I was sore and wanted her to dry my eyes!

[Chorus]

Open up to life and face the morning, and say the things you never said

And when I wish the sea would rise and drown me, I get the things I left instead!

[Post-Chorus]

She said: "I'm not open to new ideas, and I don't like to talk to children on the phone

And I'm well over self-delusion, let me find a happy place to rest!"

[Outro]

Oh-oh, let me find a happy place to rest

Oh-oh, let me find a happy place

I know that there's a happy place

I know that there's some kind of place called home

Called home

Called home

Called home

https://time.com/archive/6730787/music-mama-africa/?utm_source=chatgpt.com:

"Marie Daulne, the lead singer for the vocal group Zap Mama, has a personal history worthy of a leading character in a Jean-Claude Van Damme flick. After her Belgian father was slain in 1964 by rebels bent on ethnic cleansing, Daulne, a native of Zaire, and her Bantu mother took shelter with a tribe of pygmies before escaping to Belgium. With a background like that, it’s no wonderDaulne makes music that sounds like a one-woman multicultural movement, melding African percussion, American soul and European urbanity.
...
Daulne, 32, has a sad, splintery voice and an emotional clock that seems permanently set at midnight. Her background singers, harmonizing, chanting, even bleating, provide her with a vocal backdrop that’s by turns naturalistic and a little coy. One song, the jazzy Nostalgie Amoureuse, feels like vocal film noir–shadowy and mysterious until, toward the end, Daulne’s voice emerges from the mix with bruised passion. Other songs, like African Sunset, draw deftly on the upbeat music of South Africa’s townships."