Chandra

by Koffey's Afka

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about

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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Koffey's Afka Cremona, Italy

Koffey's Afka
Influenced Rock and African sound from Cremona (IT)

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Track Name: Johnny Jacket
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.
Track Name: Angind di Dataran
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.
Track Name: Old Radio On
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.
Track Name: Babylon-O-Direction
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.
Track Name: Tuareg
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
Track Name: Ri-Evolution
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.
Track Name: Big Man Blues
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...

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