Current & Future Projects
DRY WATERS
SENEGAL, June 2018!!
Heinrich-Böll-Stiftung will present the "Atlas des mers" in Dakar and we will be part of this presentation, with our project "Dry Waters": performances, new compositions, singer songwriting, senegalese griots and chora...
It will be all about the oceans!!!
Looking forward to this new encounter...
Cóncavo: Newest Video release
Cóncavo Havanna - Berlin, a short Documentary from the Workshops and Concert in Berlin 2017!
Radio Cosmo, with Tunes from "Cóncavo"
Concávo!!!
Beautiful workshops, sessions and encounters...
From September 25-27th, 2017 the artists and musicians gathered, talked, painted, wrote and composed. Videos and fotos are coming up very soon on this site...
Special thanks to Arema Arega, Eme Alfonso, Yugen Blakrok and El Congo Allen!
And thanks to the sponsor Friedrich-Ebert-Stiftung and Forum Berlin as well as to the host Instituto Cervantes, Berlin.
Teaser: Cóncavo Berlin, OctoBer 2017
Watch out for September 27th, 2017!
We will present our project "Concavo" at Instituto Cervantes in Berlin.
Artists from Cuba and Germany will present poetry, lyrics and music in a fusion of spoken word, Soul, R'nB and instrumentals.
More to be announced soon!
Please register at forum.fb@fes.de before 22nd September!!!! Free entrance
Bass: Giuseppe Bottiglieri
Drums: Robert Mummendey
Cuba 2016!! Painting, installations, music, poetry, Hip Hop and new sounds!
Our inspiration:
No boundaries
I possess neither wings
nor the magician’s mischief
but, believe me, I can fly
and I can also be a landscape
of mirrors that name whatever moves
or has pretensions to be alive
On the wingspan of my desire
easy as the approach of any day
you can clearly remember
I can fly to any place
or moment fertile with memory
or create fresh ones without a single boundary
though our lives remain so pathetically prosaic
With informed hope
and resolve we must know
how to move forward to a landscape
where our dreams cannot be turned into nightmare
where our dreams are always in sight
where we must again
redden the blackest folds
of our memory and intent
by Keorapetse Kgositsile