Every month, we bring you a collection of the best world music-related videos. That’s our way to give value to too often overlooked, rich and diverse artistic expressions.
Production: FOVEA Films
Director and Art Direction: Nadia Abakar
DoP: Rafael Quesada
1st.AC : Gideon Sarpong
Color grading: Gideon Sarpong
Edit: Nadia Abakar
Styling : Emilia Auhagen
Hair and Make up: Whitney Dickmeis
Talents:
Lukas Liehr
Eve Tchari
Special thanks to Kleiderei Köln!
Music composed and produced by Matteo Capreoli
Written by NORAA
Supported by Initiative Musik
Antonis Antoniou – Zeybek Anark
Music by Antonis Antoniou
Performed and choreographed by Panayiotis Tofi
Directed and edited by Anna Fotiadou
Filmed in Cyprus 2022
Taken from the new album "Throisma" out now worldwide on ajabu! records
Listen here:
https://open.spotify.com/album/6LDe...
Listen or buy here:
https://orcd.co/throisma
Dania Neko ft. Chancha Via Circuito - Brotar (Video oficial)
Musica: Pedro Canale
Letra: Dania Neko
Mezcla y mastering por Andrés Oddone en Bugambilia Estudio
Ilustración Cover: Juan Fuji
Video/ Dirección: Diego Alonso @soysudaka.
Cámara y fotografía: Felipe Pinto.
Maquillaje: Daniela Jerez.
Iluminación: Fernando Quiroga.
Asistencia: Constanza Manzano.
Vestuario/personajes: Daniela Gallardo.
Peinados: @Braid_Style_Bless.
Actuación: Franulli, Nicole Baretta, Chanel Tuga, Elias André.
Letra / Lyrics
Hora de despertar
el sueño se acaba
muchos años atrás
diste cara hoy no te queda más
o te disparan.
Para romper el hechizo que te mantiene esclava
no probarán ni una daga más de tu piel dorada
por que no esperaban que se les saliera del corral
la gata más malhumorada de la américa salvaje y brava.
Porque van siglos repitiendo las mismas siglas
persiguiendo las almas libres
defendiendo lo indefendible
porque quieren más, siempre quieren más
porque quieren más, siempre quieren más
porque quieren más, siempre quieren más
porque quieren más, siempre quieren más
puaj, desde mi alcatraz
de spa
tengo mi paz
amenazada
con las miradas
de los que ciudan
de la bóveda
de la verdad olvidada
que pone turbia las aguas
hace crecer el cemento
espera que nazca
del descontento
como las grietas en el pavimento,
no merece que me quiten la calma
mientras le saco brillo a mi alma
mi atención esta impecable
aunque suenen sus alarmas
tanto alarde
¡Ya estábamos de pie
otra vez nacemos de nuevo pa volver
a sentirnos libres!
de la sierra a la cordillera
del océano al salar
qué abya yala
se entere
pa` que vuelva a despertar
todo fluye como el agua
todo inicio y final
lo que hoy es la semilla
mañana será brotar
de la sierra a la cordillera
del océano al salar
qué abya yala se entere
pa que vuelva a despertar
todo fluye como el agua
todo inicio y final,
lo que hoy es la semilla
mañana será brotar
#danianeko #chanchaviacircuito #brotar
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0wWP...
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/gb/album/ti...
Bandcamp: https://toyadelazy.bandcamp.com/
Insta: @ToyaDelazy
Director: Carlotta Bianchi
Producer: Latoya Buthelezi
Prod Assistant: Giulia Winkler
DOP: Kaspar Kamu
!st AC: Joe Hoffman
MUA: Florence Odonkor
Stylist: Latoya Buthelezi & Carlotta Bianchi
Special Thanks to Berthold (garments)
Balaklavas: Mamalou
Location: House of Mass
Dancers: Jordan Douglas & Joshua Nash
Actress: Alex Aiyeniwon
El día de hoy hacemos una oración por la esperanza que está creciendo en nuestro país. Tambien, queremos celebrar el día internacional de los pueblos indígenas, honramos su presencia, su fuerza y su legado. Nosotros como comunidades afro y desde Plu con Pla compartimos la lucha para lograr una sanación colectiva y la unidad entre los pueblos de Colombia, seguiremos trabajando por el cambio.
#volveralanaturaleza #quesehagalagentebuena
Director: El Murcy
Producción Ejecutiva: Paula Marcela Moreno
Asesor: Rafael Palacios
Producción Musical: Iván Benavidez, Tino Herrera Lewis
Agradecimientos Especiales:
Diana Mainzoni Caisamo
Yuri Chami Cunampia
Yazury Dumaza Lana
Valeriano Mena Arriaga
Comunidad Emberá Chamí
Pueblos Indígenas, pueblos Afrocolombianos.
Manos Visibles
Sankofa Danzafro
Fundación Tumac
Kobo Town - Carnival of the Ghosts (Official Video)
Carnival of the Ghosts is the lead single and title track from Kobo Town’s fourth album.
The music video is an animated celebration of the satire, humour, storytelling and social commentary so central to the genre of calypso. Directed by award-winning filmmaker Mariano Franco, this animated collage uses vintage footage, old illustrations and pictures of Trinidad and
Tobago’s carnival to tell the story of a spectator watching the parade who is put under a spell from a spirit, who transports him in to a surreal and dark version of the carnival, populated by ghosts and skeletons.
Carnival of the Ghosts is available now on all platforms: https://ampl.ink/carnivaloftheghost...
This project is funded in part by FACTOR, the Government of Canada, and Canada’s private radio broadcasters.
Ce projet est financé en partie par FACTOR, le gouvernement du Canada et les radiodiffuseurs privés du Canada.
Credits
Directed, animated, edited by Mariano Franco
Produced by Stonetree Records
Song written by Drew Gonsalves
Drew Gonsalves: Lead Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Cuatro, Banjolin and Percussion
Robert Milicevic: Drums, Backing Vocals
Patrick Giunta: Electric Guitar, Backing Vocals and Percussion
Don Stewart: Backing Vocals
Jan Morgan: Trumpet, Flugelhorn and Trombone
Terence Woode: Trombone
Derek Thorne: Percussion
Stéphane Montigny: Trombone (Gaudet France)
Al Ovando: Electric Guitar, Jaw Bone
Ernestine Carballo: Backing Vocals
Rolando “Chichiman” Sosa: Backing Vocals, Percussion
Ivan Duran: Electric Guitar, Keys and Effects
Anit Ghosh: Strings
Lyrics
One carnival, I was jumping in a band
When I started feeling faint and passed out by the stand
I don’t know how long I lay there on the ground
But when I came to my senses there was no one else around
It was the dead of night when I scrambled to feet
The wind howled like a beaten dog dragging rubbish down the street
Then I heard shuffling of feet and rattling of bones
Saw the whole place bathed in a spectral glow
Then as night follows day
It was the spirits of the dead come out to play
I was a man from the land of the living
And I thought my senses where deceiving
Because I was seeing but was not believing
what was happening all around
You could just imagine how I was trembling
To see the spirits of the dead assembling
And then to notice some of them resembling
people I heard about
In a big green turban was shah jahan
In a quarrel with a young woman
He shouting, girl you make me want to bawl
I can’t believe for you I went and build the Taj Mahal
King Herod say, eh boy don’t fret
You ain’t see dotish for woman yet
For two thousand years now I never ate
Since I put John the Baptist head on a plate
I was a man from the land of the living
You could imagine just how I was feeling
My knees were knocking and my mind was reeling
Too frightened to scream
You could imagine just how I was shaking
To feel like a man now forsaken
Hoping that he would just awaken
From this dreadful dream
By the old Roxy Theatre
I saw what looked like a roman emperor
It was Julius Caesar coming down
Daggers in his back laurels on his brow
He said I had legions at my command
And still I get stuck like a pin cushion
His wife said, Jules you didn’t have no sense
to know you must never turn your back on your friends
I was a man from the land of the living
In that carnival of the ghosts now revelling
The whole while the rhythm was compelling
Me to join they parade
I was a man from the land of the living
And I confess that my flesh was tingling
To find myself now mingling
In that masquerade
I saw too many things to relate
Shaka Zulu wining on Katherine the Great
Genghis khan and Casanova
Arguing who was the greater conqueror
They were prancing all around
When there was a commotion the crowd
It was King Henry the Eighth running for his life
Being chased down the road by six angry wives
I was a man from the land of the living
You could imagine how it was upsetting
to know there was no way of getting
Back to my native land
You could imagine just how I was grieving
To know there was no way now of leaving
So I had to abandon the plan
And go jump in the dead man band
Music Video by Amazigh Moroccan rock band Meteor Airlines performing their single AHA, meaning "Forever" in their mother tongue Amazigh. Lyrics and lyrics translation to English are available below.
The video is extracted from the documentary "Amazigh wedding in the valley of Anergui" directed by Farida Benlyazid and produced by Miss Dounia Benjelloun Mezian of Dounia Productions.
Watch the original documentary here: https://youtu.be/ZHdOqGSYPgw.
follow the band on instagram: https://instagram.com/meteorairline...
Iwaliwen | Translation:
riɣ a nmun ay asmun | I want us to be together, my companion
riɣ a nmun aha | I want us to be together, forever
riɣ a nmun ay asmun | I want us to be together, my companion
riɣ a nmun aha | I want us to be together, forever
iṛẓag wul | The heart is bitter
tebbit a tasa-nw | My lliver wounded
iṛẓag wul aha | The heart is bitter, forever
irgag wul | The heart is shaking
tebbit a tasa-nw | My liver wounded
irgag wul aha | The heart is shaking, forever
a mayd ikkan g may izrin | So many things in our past
ur ttuɣ a-ta | I haven't forgotten
idd amarg nna igman | But the love I accumulated
idda ismar-i | has now drained
ur aɣ-isaga ufra | We don't deserve peace
ig illa yan g tmara | Whilst the other suffers
ils mqqar ur igi yan | Even though tongues differ
ku yan afgan ayd gan | Everyon's human
ur aɣ-isaga ufra | We don't deserve peace
ig illa yan g tmara | Whilst the other suffers
ul mqqar ur igi yan | Even though hearts differ
ku yan tayri ayd ran | All we want is love
FICHA TÉCNICA
Roteiro e concepção: Léo Suricate, Renata Monte, Mumutante e Zé Filho
Colaboração de roteiro: Filipe Cartaxo, Russo Passapusso, Luana Caiubi e Rafael Neves
Direção: Léo Suricate, Renata Monte e Mumutante
Assistente de Direção: Luana Caiubi
Elenco: Batuta, Abu, Mumutante e Léo Suricate
Bailarinos: Larissa Ribeiro, Jamaicano, Georgia Pinheiro, Thays Martins e Ruivinha
Produção Executiva: Rafael Neves
Coordenação de produção: Luana Caiubi
Produtor de Set: Cris Rodrigues, Íris Rebecca e Jeny Sousa
Direção de Fotografia: Murilo da Paz
Assistente de Câmera: Dudu Barbosa
Assistência de fotografia: Luandell Lucena
Direção de Arte: Zé Filho e Cris Rodrigues
Figurino: Zé Filho
Maquiagem: Princesinhas de Favela, Helén de Sá e Lavínia Vieira
Máscaras: Cris Rodrigues
Fotógrafas de Still: Jeny Sousa, Tainá Cavalcante e Lucas Calisto
Making off: Uirá Dantas e Felipe Pinto
Montagem e finalização: Murilo da Paz e Uirá Dantas
Equipamentos de câmera e luz: Cine Boutique
Intervenções: Fluxo Marginal
Color Grading: Pedro Antino
Intervenções do ônibus: Blecaute
Equipe elétrica e maquinaria: Eliezo Silva, Luiz Ribeiro e Tata Jean Tubarão
Motion: Jonathas Alpoim
Brigada de incêndio: Rilmar Saneyberg e Alex Almeida
Assessoria de imprensa: Bebel Prates e Renata Monte
Teasers: Uirá Dantas e Rafael Neves
Marcas apoiadoras: Cervejaria Capitosa, Delivery Menu, Take a Juice, Vai Terminar em Pizza e Terra Vista Filmes
Agradecimentos: Mulher Barbada, Marcelo Monte, Max Filho, Francisco Santiago, Sérgio Farias, Dudu Suricate, Érico Praça, Camila Monteiro, Cecília Sernache, Lohana Schalken, Paulo Vasconcelos, Aluísio, C.T.A.S. Anti Sinistro, Cidade Nova Transportes e moradores do Residencial José Euclides.
CATRACA
(Russo Passapusso / SekoBass / Tonho Matéria / Ubiratan Marques)
Sample: Buzu – Banda Fuzuê
Voz - Russo Passapusso
Participação especial - Tonho Matéria
Baixo, programação de beat e synths - SekoBass
Cavaquinho - Pretinho da Serra
Percussão - Ícaro Sá e Japa System
Teclados - Ubiratan Marques
Gravado nos estúdios Ilha dos Sapos e Casa das Máquinas
Mixado por Daniel Ganjaman
Masterizado por Fernando Sanches
Produzido por Daniel Ganjaman
Segura o carro, motô!
Meu fi, esse carro vai pá onde, hein?
Tô atrasado, meu irmão!
Leva, motô!
A bala da vez tá sempre em volta da caçapa
O busão tá cheio pra passar na catraca
Só bater cabeça se puder bater lata
Só quem é de quebrada porque já saiu no tapa
Chinelo de couro não tem ouro nesse mapa
No forró, Gonzaga
Carnaval, navio pirata
Tá descabelado porque não tem pata pata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Uh, a onda agora é andar de buzú
Uh, a onda agora é andar de buzú
Uh, a onda agora é andar de buzú
A onda...
Vão bater lata, lata, lata na panela de lata
E se contar fofoca finca
Eu corto a língua com a faca
Aquele tiro, aquele tiro
Sai pela culatra
No duelo de titã
Capitalismo primata
Mas um elo se quebrou
Tão sem corrente de prata
Lata, lata, lata na panela de lata
Bate lata, lata lata na panela de lata
Tá descabelado porque não tem pata, pata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata...
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
Pata pata pata pata pata patata
É pata pata pata patata
#BaianaSystem #CatracaBS
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