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Chandra

by Koffey's Afka

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1.
Johnny Jacket Shiny rays of the moon
rubbish on the concrete...
 Inside the mind of a soul confined.
 Broken wires on the loom,
hard stones to hurl. 
Move the streams of the Palestinian sea. The cracking tonight is in progress
in the city of the damned All the TV lights
 Are reflecting our affluence Elsewhere beyond the window 
Another soul has paid the toll Rotate the turnstile! 
Rotate the turnstile with force! Disrupt communication Brain block in action The ice age is now a mental condition.
 Wait for the rays of the morning sun... Police is still there but we'll pass behind. 
Somebody calls "living"
something that life ain't!
 Somebody calls this "living" Rises a new day
 Between the gates of Palestine. They've bet my world In a western canny snap-match 
Everybody knows, don't disappoint the Lord!
 Johnny prepare your cool blue jacket
 You gotta go to work!
 Naji prepare your bright musket
 Ready for war! Everybody's dreaming 
of living rich on the hills. 
Somebody's screaming: "STOP!!!
 Set aflame Puppetville!" Police is still there But we'll pass behind.
 Somebody calls "living"
something that life ain't! 
Somebody calls this "living".
 Rises a new day 
Between the gates of Palestine. Ooh, I saw a sad man fight again!
 Ooh, I saw an old man fight for more! Somebody calls "living"
something that life ain't! 
Somebody calls this "living" Rises a new day
 Between the gates of Palestine. Shiny rays of the moon 
Rubbish on the concrete.
2.
It's not the time to give up for me 
It will make me better than a whim. 
I fought the truth 
but I pray
 That this storm Is better 
than a few drops of rain. I leave the bearing wall It's the breaking of the skyscrapers. 
No one begged you more...
 No one begged you more.
 Find yourself back at the gate. Angin di dataran, angin di dataran. Wants to see 
but doesn't know what.
 Wants a place 
but is less than before.
 Wants someone But less is more.
 Wants someone...
 Have you got something to call home? Angin di dataran, angin di dataran
 Angin di dataran, angin di dataran.
3.
Baji Be 03:24
4.
Old Radio On 03:50
At last on the radio
 An old man talks. 
Like the sound of too many defeat S
he talks about his life 
outside the line.
 Too easy to sell 
candies to a baby. You cannot get back 
to the colours of Instanbul 
And to the sand of the Spanish coast. I left the hands out
 Of this color a reminder of love.
 There are only ashes 
on the glory avenue But you can chase 
After what remains
 Until the last breath. Southern journey 
to Mandingo town
 The silk light of the Chinese house
 Any time was a waste of time!
 Running barefoot down the line. I left the hands out
of this color a reminder of love. 
I'm lonely On the streets of glory But you can chase 
After what remains
 Until the last breath.
5.
Many events Continue or close tonight 
Like Eliah and the prophets! 
But nobody talks about it If not by hearsay!
 Moses, Moses, carve another tablet 
The civil code needs new rules
 To fill a hole on the museum God wrote a perfect stir-fry!
 Don't fret baby, if you find a lawyer 
stuck between your teeth sometimes!
 Watering our words with a bottle of beer Static displacement grooves like a bee! No direction!
 Even in the engravings of Babylon!
 No directions!
 Just in the wisdom of the willow. After years of neural smoothies 
Now you have earned licenses. 
No saints to be avenged 
In your personal new testament 
 No artificial light in the desert Just a big bright carpet to keep the secret. No direction!
 Even in the engravings of Babylon!
 No directions!
 Just in the wisdom of the willow. No direction!
 Even in the engravings of Babylon! No directions!
 Just in the wisdom of the willow. No direction!
 Even in the engravings of Babylon!
 No directions!
 Just in the wisdom of the willow.
6.
Tuareg 03:34
Wake up the rays
 Burn the jagged peaks
 In the desert show the way. 
No Babel in the air 
Just the whisper of the wind
 That moves the mountains. Imidiwen Imidiwen Imidiwen Tell me about this limbo of sand.
 Tuareg Tuareg Tuareg
7.
Ri-Evolution 03:03
We're born in the streets of this millennium 
In spite of old generation's mites 
We can see the sky!
 Generation mites! There's more stuff under the carpet than on a shelf
 Burn them memories to build a mistake
 DRINKING A COLA EVERYONE! 
Conceit! The frontier's on the skyline 
Ri-Evolutionize the mind. I wanna complain to the world infected
 While my car is breathing on the black line I
t's tyranny even in a childish act, I think. 
Aid Palestine to cuddle the guns.
 Thus red banners of all nations, and you know?! Forgetting out all the best! The frontier's on the skyline !
I need to feel something!
 The frontier's on the skyline 
Pick it up! Pick it up!
The frontier's on the skyline!
 Let's have a revolution! Nobody cares, they said: "we have no time!"
 Between macarons and tea we write a perfect crime. 
Nothing can distract me from my fitness world! 
Everybody's on the phone
 Does anybody know why? The frontier's on the skyline!
I need to feel something!
 The frontier's on the skyline 
Pick it up! Pick it up! 
The frontier's on the skyline! 
Viva la revolucion! The frontier's on the skyline 
Ri-Evolutionize the mind.
8.
Let your father 
give you his greetings 
And your friend
 take you in his thoughts. 
Save your tears 
for tomorrow, But don't be afraid The wheel turns back and forth... 
 Long the way home. There's nothing here No battle worth fighting for 
Nothing to say
 That doesn't bounce against the walls And out of here
 You'll call the day
 tomorrow again So don't be afraid
 The wheel turns back and forth... 
Long the way home. In the shadow of the wall 
The cigar smoke draws
 A million stories 
about us but don't be afraid The wheel turns back and forth... 
Long the way home. But don't be afraid The wheel turns back and forth...
9.
Shabbadash 02:56

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Chandra is the debut album of Koffey's Afka in which the music flows pulsating and strongly influenced, definitely spurious and vital. Chandra looks to the rock gratefully, opening her arms to Africa and his music. Chandra moves with full consciousness towards a multicultural embrace where style does not become a genre and genre is not confused with sound.
The album is expertly produced by Koffey's Afka and Marco Franzoni (Bluefemme Stereorec), who led the group on a path of growth and cohesion that strengthened, united and made uniform the idea of ​​Chandra.

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released February 25, 2019

Musicians
Francesco Zovadelli: Voice, Electric Guitar, Percussions, Drums
Tommaso Parmigiani: Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar, Dobro
Jacopo Sgarzi: Electric Bass, Dobro Bass
Credits
Stefano Malchiodi: Drums (3, 9)
Giacomo Bignotti: Drums (1, 5)
Ronnie Amighetti: Production assistant; Percussions (8)
Marco Franzoni: Production; Electric Guitar (7)
Daniele Salodini (Woodpecker Mastering): Mastering

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Influenced Rock and African sound from Cremona (IT)

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