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Boukman Eksperyans - Vodou Adjae [Vinyl] - Amazon.com Music
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This CD has provided me with a great deal of pleasure. I loved its lyrics, the many African based rhythms it features, and the quality of its recording. I would be prepared to buy several more copies of this CD to offer them as gifts to my friends.
A stunningly original take on traditional and authentic ethnic music of Haiti and environs. The first time I saw Boukman Eksperyans live was about three decades ago. They were in Louisville and performing at the Kentucky Center for the Arts. The stage was filled with drummers dancing, dancers singing, instrumentalists giving harmony to percussion and timekeeping while lyrically freedom and justice were in the docks.
It was magical. It was ecstatic. It was political. It was religious. It was Vodou. It was Boukman Eksperyans about a year after this recording was produced.
The performers ranged in age (if one uses appearances to gauge age) from grandparents to great-grandchildren. All sizes, shapes, and genders were represented equally on stage.
A highlight (for me) was when the music approached Hendrix and the other Band of Gypsies members at the Fillmore. Except, the percussion section was very full, and three full-bodied, full-throated, fully-female Vodou gospel singers wailed, swayed, oohed-and-aahed the whole house with vocal power, ecstasy, and subtlety by twists and turns on a dime.
Later, I heard this recording. While amazing, it pales a bit in comparison to that first live event. What I would not give for this CD to be a live document of that event. Witnessing such growth and blooming in the live act, before hearing the germinating seed that is this recording, is what lowers the ranking by one star. A ding by only a half of one star would be fairer, but fractions ain't allowed, so hopefully this review can be considered a fair appraisal of this first foray into a studio, and the attempt to capture a movement in evolution.
I've been a fan of Haitian music for years...when this album came out it spelled the end of the urbane Kompa music that had dominated the haitian music scene for decades. The songs are long and based on traditional rara beats from the voudoun religion brought over from West Africa. This is Hatian roots ("racines") music and once you hear it you will be hooked. Songs here like Ke'm pa sote and Se Kreyol Nou Ye revived Haitian music and culture by simply revelling in it. Gone was the slick production of the Kompa records and the allure of cosmopolitan expatriation, Boukman Eksperyans with Voudou Adjae created a new earthy, natural and (unavoidably) political brew. The rhythms are infectious, the melodies are sublime, the lyrics poignent and the politics downright heady. After more than 15 years it is still a joy to rediscover. This is worth seeking out.
Boukman rocks my world! The music--more grass roots than Haiti's Compa, if you ask me--is so blessed, so politically charged and just, damn GOOD. You need not speak Kreyol to FEEL the essence of Haiti--the drums, the voices, the yelps of pleasure. I am a dancer and Voudou Adjae warms me up. Hips sway, arms wave, feet stomp and chests thrust. Nou pap sa bliye-Se Kreyol Nou ye! Ayibobo! Boukman sounds like home.