Abbapiano · Afrochristofuturism

Lunch Becomes the Dance

Golden-hour courtyard at a beautiful compound: a long wooden table still set with plates and juice glasses while a joyful, mostly Black and visibly mixed group of young people is up dancing around it, sunlight flaring through the trees, a brass North Star Cross with a long bottom point mounted on the stone wall behind them.

The table is still set and nobody is sitting. This is what the album is for. No track on this one; it is the front door.

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