I've been a total freak the past twelve months for foreign artists, often from the "third world" -- during the sixties and seventies -- playing original music as processed through a distinctly American filter. A number of the best finds have been on various compilations, both in and out of print, meticulously put together by obvious music fanatics. It's really easy to get caught up in these.
The backstory is typically the same, no matter if the artists in question are from Ethiopia, Lagos, or South America: American Folk, Soul, Rock & Roll, Jazz and R&B are heard through the . . .
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