Samba Diabate & Vincent Zanetti - Kala Jula

Posted By MiOd On Thursday, April 10, 2014 Under , ,
Kala Jula brings together two multi-instrumental masters of Manding music - Swiss percussionist/guitarist Vincent Zanetti and Malian guitarist/ngoni player Samba Diabaté for a wide range of mostly acoustic instrumentals in a West African style.

Vincent has been studying and recording Manding music for decades, helping set up an cultural institute in Mali. He and Samba groove together effortlessly and relaxedly and Jean-Phillipe Zwalhlen adds ambient electric guitar textures on most tracks. In Malinke, the word kala refers both to a hunter's bow and to the handle of a tool, which could be the neck of a lute or a drumstick or mallet. Jula is the name for a man who travels abroad to fulfil his destiny. Originally, Kala Jula referred to the traditional Manding hunters whose campaigns took them far away for a long time. So, by extension, the album is dedicated to and named after 'people brave enough to leave the beaten track, cross cultural borders and open themselves to others.'

Partial lyrics:

Nothing gets me right like your eyes
In the evenings when i do pour myself a drink to you with shaky eyes

The man down the street don’t believe me
Says I should start a loser’s movie,
I could swing from tree to tree
In the Jungles of your heart and i
Plan on sleepin late
Can’t sound dumb so I don’t take
I’m closer than freedom behind bars (the earth is to Mars..moon is to a star)

I’ve been thinking about politics
It’s got my mind going tick tick tick
And i think of it so I don’t think of you
Sippin lemonade
I raise my glass to you and those times too

Partial lyrics:

Don’t be discouraged, don’t let the papers make you all depressed
Don’t feel rejected when someone tells you that you’re Second best
I wouldn’t worry, that won’t get you anywhere
Coz you’re living it up, lying around in your underwear

We all want answers, we want the secret to our happiness
Some say they’ve found it
More than likely its a second guess
They’re not so special, you can find those people anywhere
living it up, lying around in your underwear

it don’t do anything for me
the stuff it plays ain’t really hip these days but it gets me where I wanna be

Just bite the bullet, drink a bottle of cold hard facts,
No use pretending, I don’t think you’re gonna get her back

Sometimes i get hassled cos I look
At the supermarket in my cowboy hat someone wants to rearrange my face
I stay away from trouble because there’s so much of it about
I don’t comment it on my baggy pants with my underwear hangin out

Just keep on reachin for the stars shinin in your eyes
That’s what they tell you when they really should apologise
Not even NASA could even get a body up there

Flac track (EAC Rip): 360 MB | MP3 - 320 kbs: 200 MB | Booklet Scans

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