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#		Title	Length
1		Guajira [ country-girl ]	4:23	Play
2		The Right	4:05	Play
3		Hollywood's Heaven	3:04	Play
4		Minor Tale	4:49	Play
5		Love, Causes, Pain	5:06	Play
6		Perro Los Rumberos	0:31	Play
7		Why Did You Act Like That?	5:28	Play
8		Your Way	4:13	Play
9		I Explode	3:31	Play
10		Ya Te Vas?	4:12	Play
11		11:05 a.m.	0:39	Play
12		A Dios Delia	5:09	Play
13		Little Baby Batu	0:46	Play

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Description

ConGa Punks are an incredible Power Station equipped with various songwriters, composers, arrangers, vocalists, and multifaceted instrumentalists...In the distance, you hear their approach, both infectious and habitual. The beats mixed nicely with all sorts of sound. Sometimes-occasional wailing vocals blending in with some sparkling guitar work.

This band is going somewhere and going there fast. If this release is any indication of their musical intent, the ConGa PunKs are sure to stimulate all five senses and Seven Continents. Here they span all sides of that so-called crossover. This collection will make you remember how good music can be, but before you attempt to categorize their sound, they will make you want to hit a dance floor unsure of what to do next. You will find yourself in the possession of a beautiful keyboard driven vamp that lets you wind up and back down again. The most unusual thing about this work is that it is so complete. It gels together in a way you would expect the most professional of albums to.

Music Style

UnClaSSiFiaBle [[[[[ a u d i o ]]]]] SenSaTion !

Musical Influences

Anyone that has picked up an instrument and played it ! ( or tried to.. )

Similar Artists

Latin Playboy's, David Bryne, PortisHead, Led Zeppelin, Puya, NIN, Beck, Los Van Van, Pink Floyd, RadioHead, Peter Gabriel, Irakere, Los Lobos, Ozomatli, Morphine.

Artist History

The ConGa Punks formed in Camarillo, California, when drummer Cougar Estrada decided to put some of his own ideas to the test. ConGa PunKs were created with the collective belief that if you write and perform great songs, people will listen. The band's debut album is produced by Cougar Estrada and mixed by Nik Green, ( keyboardist formally of Blue Murder fame ) along with Cougar Estrada. This work highlight's the band's strong points; rhythmic foundation, honest songwriting, great musicianship and a scientific yet straightforward musical approach. The result is an album which ranges from the acoustic / simplistic "The Right" to the serious and reflective "Love, Causes, Pain." The journey continues from the Cuban Songo inspired Ya Te Vas! to the hard edged Hollywood's Heaven. Believing that hard work yields results, the newly-founded ConGa PunKs spent their first two years together writing, and rehearsing in the Camarillo, CA garage. Recording took place at the beautiful Santa Maria "Spirit Hills Studio" owned and operated by the great Jazz vibist Fred Raulston. Produced by Cougar Estrada, Final mix down and mastering at the Isla Vista, CA studio of Nik Green.

Group Members

Cougar Estrada: Musical Direction, Drums, Percussion, Rhodes Piano , Lead and backing vocals. Kevin Vazquez: Musical Direction, Percussion, Lead and backing vocals. Gabe Lackner / Dan Zimmerman: Acoustic / Electric Guitars and Vocals. Ian Peters: Electric Bass and Vocals.
Instruments
Drums, Guitars, Bass, Latin Percussion, Keyboards, Vibes, Radios, Bata, Cajon, Batajon, Sewer Pipe, Panty Hose, Juice Strainer, Boom Box, Duct Tape, Crayons, etc.etc...

Additional Info

We would like to thank our friends, family and musical peers, who have and continue to inspire us to move forward and create!

Join our fan club/newsletter at congapunks@congapunks.com

Location

Santa Barbara, Ca - USA

Merchandize Store
http://www.cafepress.com/congapunks

Guajira

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

4x
(Guajira Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey)

She lives different lives
Going out with different guys
One in the sun the other for the shade
Oh it's ok
(oooooooooh)

Out on the night
A yellow shirt that shines real bright
Showing signs that you can play
When this is not a game

Yes in time
We will grow
Then look back
To find out there's
Nothing

At that time
We will know
That there was
Always something

Young people getting drunk
Lo lo lo looking to explore what's new
Overdose on fast food junk
So who are you?
(I thought you knew)

Confident and wise
No clue look what you've done
Stutter a story without an end
It's not a surprise
(You're telling lies)

2x
Yes in time
We will grow
Then look back
To find out
There's nothing

At that time
We will know
That there was
Always something

Momma told me not to go out and play
She said go find the one that'll make you smile when you're gray (aaaah)
You know tomorrow's mess comes from our decision's today
No matter what I say you'll have to find your own way

4x
(Guajira Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey)

Walk around with a shield.
Only to sit and watch while others think
Staring at the shadows on the wall.
Not seeing anything.

Haircut and all
Clothes perfect to a T
Attractive scent at one time
New shoes with history

3x
Yes in time
We will grow
Then look back
To find out
There's nothing

At that time
We will know
That there was
Always something

4x
(Guajira Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey)
[SongInfo]
Growing up is tough. The stresses of family life, and the feeling of wanting to be independent can take a toll on a young person. These song lyrics were inspired by party goers and clubbers who shun responsiblitity. Taking time for granted, they waste their lives thinking that they are immortal. When maturity finally strikes, they come to the realization that they could have done things differently if they would have only struck a balance...


A Dios Delia

4x
La Lalalala

Oye mija que te vaya bien
Yo tengo un libro para leer
Contiene cuento de que paso
Si pudiera ver
Lo que ibas hacer
Cambiaria me forma de ser

No se lo que hace
Uno para recibir
Me paso cuantas noches
Sin dormir
La hora ya llego
Te canto desde aqui
Delia no te apures por mi

Siquele,siquele
Que siguele, que siquele
Siquele

A Dios Delia! A Dios Delia!
Falta seguro me vas hacer A Dios Delia!
A Dios Delia! A Dios Delia!
En mi recuerdo esta la fe! A Dios Delia!

Sax Solo

Oya mira que te vaya bien
La ultima parte voy a leer
En tiempo ya se nos fue
La hora ya llego
Te canto desde aqui
Delia no te preocupes por mi

A Dios Delia! A Dios Delia!
Falta seguro me vas hacer A Dios Delia!
A Dios Delia! A Dios Delia!
En mi recuerdo esta la fe! A Dios Delia!

Siquele,siquele
Que siguele, que siquele
Siquele


English translation

4x
La Lalalala

Listen my daughter may all go well
I have a book to read
It contains the story of what occured
If I could have foreseen
What it was going to do
I would have changed myself

Don't know what one does to receive this
I spend countless nights without sleep

Keep it up, keep it up!
Yeah keep it up, yeah keep it up!
Keep it up!

Delia to the Gods! Delia to the Gods!
Sure I will miss you. Delia to the Gods!
Delia to the Gods! Delia to the Gods!
In my memory (of you) lies my/the faith!

Listen, look may it all go well
The final part I've yet to read
Our time has been cut short
The hour has come
I sing it from here
Delia don't worry about me

Delia to the Gods! Delia to the Gods!
Sure I will miss you. Delia to the Gods!
Delia to the Gods! Delia to the Gods!
In my memory (of you) lies my/the faith!

Keep it up, keep it up!
Yeah keep it up, yeah keep it up!
Keep it up!

[SongInfo]
Cougar came up with the idea for the song lyrics. Write them in Spanish about his terminally ill mother. Kevin was tasked with the penning of the words during her final months. He got writers block because he became emotionally involved. So he stopped production! He told Cougar he felt uncomfortable writing about her as if she were already gone. His final visit with her, and through a sea of tears that soaked the lyric sheets, he found the inspiration to finish. She only got to hear the demo track missing the words. But we know she will always stop to listen when we perform this beautiful hommage to a fabulous human being. Adios means goodbye in Spanish from the Latin "Dios" plural for God. Separating the letter A from the word now changes the meaning to: "To the Gods Delia" or politically correct "Delia to God"

Dedicated solely to the memory of Delia Estrada Jan 20, 1942 to Sept 16, 2000 "Siguele Y Veras"



Ya Te Vas!

4x
Make 'em clap to this!

Ahh!

4x
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Ya te vas!

Ahh!

No tengo remedio
A pasado terminado
Me has dejado plantado
Aprovecha la ocasion
Como quiere que sea
Ahora mismo al instante
Contra viento y marea
Traigo este pa' que vea!

4x
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Ya te vas!

Ahh!

Que hubo
Que haces
A perdido el juicio
No importa
No se ocupe
Lo que siento es traicion
Con la lengua de corbata
Por de pronto
Por ahora
Se de carne y hueso
No te apures ya por eso

4x
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Ya te vas!

Ahh!

No tengo remedio
A pasado terminado
Me has dejado plantado
Aprovecha la ocasion
Contra quiere que sea
Ahora mismo al instante
Como viento y marea
Traigo este pa'que vea!

4x
When I'm sad and I'm down I like to dance the cumbia!
When I'm down and I'm sad I like to dance the cumbia!

English Translation

4x
Make 'em clap to this!

Ahh!

4x
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Already you're leaving!

Ahh!

I'm beyond help
It's over and done with
You've left me flat
Take advantage of the situation
At any rate
Right now this instant
Come hell or high water
I bring this so you'll see

4x
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Already you're leaving!

What's up
What's the matter
Have you lost your mind
Never mind
Don't worry
Out of breath
For the present
For the time being
To be only human
Don't concern yourself with it

4x
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Already you're leaving!

Ahh!

I'm beyond help
It's over and done with
You've left me flat
Take advantage of the situation
At any rate
Right now this instant
Come hell or high water
I bring this so you'll see

4x
When I'm sad and I'm down I like to dance the cumbia!
When I'm down and I'm sad I like to dance the cumbia!
VIVA MEXICO
[SongInfo]
We are avid fans of the Cuban sound "Songo" made popular by the group "Los Van Van" predecessor to the new "Timba" sound coming out of Fidel Castro's backyard. We added a hard rock rap section in Spanish [ utilizing idioms and expressions ] ala the Puerto Rican Metal masters, Puya! We experiment with vocal pitch bending, finally bringing it home to the soothing sound of the South American Cumbia rhythm. We found our sound in the writing, construction and recording of this piece which was originally to be just an instrumental jam.


Why Did You Act Like That?

I know something all about you
Strung out searching for a rescue
Calling home you know there's no one
Don't you know I once did care [alaleeleelalaleelalalala]

Yeah, why did you act like that?
Ah, check it out now
Don't you know that the word is all around town
Oh yeah yeah, yeah why did you act like that?
Ah, check it out now
Don't you know that the word is all around town

Dead now nothing to look back on
Time out what is it for?
Spoiled with jewels and plenty of them
Hoping everyone looks your way

Oh yeah, why did you act like that?
Ah, check it out now
Don't you know that the word is all around town
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah why did you act like that?
Ah, check it out now
Don't you know that the word is all around town

No time for this no time for that
But plenty of time to party phat
Did you think I wouldn't care
Wasted moments heartless stare

Aaaaaaaahhhh
Eshu, Elegua
Inle, Obatala
Orisha divino
Abre me el camino
Aaaaaaaahhhh
Que viva Chango
Cabio sile o
Canto desde aqui
Santo Olofi
Aaaaaaaahhhh
Yemaya, Osun
Ochosi, Oggun
Orunla, Babalu
Oshun, Agayu
Aaaaaaaahhhh
Cabio sile o
Que viva Chango
Cerra me el camino
Orisha divino
Inle, Obatala
Eshu, Elegua

truth

Where did all your friends go off to
Families lost in cancer's scare
Happy sad with joy and laughter
Tell me were you really there?
[alaleeleelalaleelalalala]

Yeah, why did you act like that?
Ah, check it out now
Don't you know that the word is all around town
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah why did you act like that?
Ah, check it out now
Don't you know that the word is all around town

Yeah, why did you act like that?
Ah, check it out now
Don't you know that the word is all around town
Oh yeah yeah, yeah why did you act like that?
I hear momma calling
Take me home uncle Henry

[SongInfo]
Malcom Ian Peters brought this idea to a ConGa PunKs rehearsal. A pure bass line. It was so good we thought he either copied or stole it from somewhere! The rest is history. The band collectively added condiments like a chef in a kitchen. It was the hardest song to mix due to it's simplicity and musical direction. Here you will find what the ConGa PunKs are all about!


Love, Causes, Pain

Uh...

Sleeping late
Eating less
Drinking too much
Watching time end
Looking straight down
Laughing with no reason
Wondering why
Crying out loud

Sleeping fine
Eating more
Smoking too much
Watching T.V.
Looking straight up
Laughing with a reason
Ready to die
Crying inside

Hey Hey Hey (what's your name?)
Hey Hey Hey (who's to blame?)
Hey Hey Hey (this is me!)
Hey Hey Hey (you're to blame!)

I'm not insane
Cold in the rain
Thoughts in my brain
Love, causes, pain

If this is what its all about
Then no one will ever doubt
If it's truly who you are
Maybe then will you go far
Searching out for what you think
Sure time passes with a blink
And to finish no remorse
You're the one with the locked doors

If it's what it's all about
Then no one will ever doubt
If it's truly who I am
Maybe then I'll understand
Searching now for what I think
All time passes with a blink
Now I'm finished no excuse
I'm the one who got abuse

Hey Hey Hey (what's your name?)
Hey Hey Hey (who's to blame?)
Hey Hey Hey (this is me!)
Hey Hey Hey (you're to blame!)

Hey Hey Hey (what's your name?)
Hey Hey Hey (who's to blame?)
Hey Hey Hey (this is me!)
Hey Hey Hey (you're to blame!)

I'm not insane
Cold in the rain
Thoughts in my brain
Love, causes, pain

I'm not insane
[SongInfo]
What was the motivation for the song? What do the lyrics mean? Where was the song written? How long did it take to write it? How long to record? How many takes? etc...Easy, easy wait a minute!
Ok this song deals with three separate issues. A depressed family member, a terminally ill family member, and the songwriter trying to deal with it all. It's always hard to face reality. Love, Causes, Pain was written out of confusion and for closure. It brings to the surface the realization that only we ourselves have the power to face and heal the self!


Minor Tale

Well you're out on the town
Wearing that smile that made you famous
After all this while I'm still not sure
What your game was

I guess that makes me a sucker
It's an honest mistake

Well it must have been your diamonds
That split the roof and tore my eyes out
Don't know what it was
That made me move
I just had to find out

As I drew closer
I could hear the silence call
So I took the fall

She said forever test my affections
Leave me in silent darkness
To break my convictions
She's just a woman without any shame
A simple twist of fate.


Hey

Well she's out on the town
Again, with that, smile that made her famous
Just another drink
And she'll forget where the pain was

She said forever test my affection
Leave me in silent darkness
To break my conviction
She's just a woman without any shame
A simple twist of fate.

He's just a woman without any shame
A simple twist of fate.


[SongInfo]
This song proved to be a challenge. Musically it's quite complex. Scratchin', flute, and background noise give it the unique texture. The lyrics delve into the tabu subject of sexuality. Who is she? Who is he? Who are we?


I Explode

In the night's while I'm asleep
I dream about you and that guy, creep
Kissing behind that bushy tree
I feel a little uneasy and I want to pee

(And I)
Explode
(I want to I want to)
Explode

In the day while I'm awake
I stare at the phone with a lot of hate
I call you up get no reply
I slam the phone down start to cry

(And I)
Explode
(I want to I want to)
Explode
(Why do I always have to)?
Explode
(I want to I want to)
Explode

Check it out

I cry I cry it happened again
What's a man to do now I'm laughing too?
I cry I cry it happened again
What's a man to do now I'm laughing too?
I cry I cry it happened again
What's a man to do now I'm laughing too?
I cry I cry it happened again
What's a man to do now I'm laughing too?

Now I'm walking all alone
Still I wonder what the hell went wrong
Was it me or something I said?
I don't give a shit all I see is red

(And I)
Explode
he explodes
(I want to I want to)
Explode
he explodes
(Why do you give me a reason to)
Explode
he explodes
(I want to I want to)
Explode
he explodes
(You give me a reason to)
Explode
he explodes
(I want to I want to)
Explode
he explodes

Dammit
[SongInfo]
Girl dumps guy. Guy can't emotionally deal. Guy's oblivious to what happened!
Originally this song was written by Dan Zimmerman as a joke. A fun song to mess around with. After several incarnations it turned out to be not half-bad!



Hollywood's Heaven

H O L L Y W O O D

While all the boys are kickin' back
actin' cool
Homeless and the hookers
out setting the mood!

I love this troubled city
for the people that you meet
Those lovely little darlings
strut it up and down the street

Further into town
Seen graffiti on it's walls
Hey man can you tell me
what's up with it all?

Jump back look at that!
Brother spare a dime?
Jump back look at that!
I do this all the time!
Jump back look at that!
Ain't it plain to see?
Jump back look at that!
Hollywood's heaven to me

Jump back look at that!
This place is full of bars
Jump back look at that!
Nightclubs, walk of stars
Jump back look at that!
Soon you will agree
Jump back look at that!
Hollywood's the place to be!

So I'm walking down the street
I see a young girl on her knees
A drunk boy yelling fuck
Drag kings with bad luck
A black and white on break
Gothic widow at stake
Young couple having wine
Toast to dinner ends on time
Shopping lady with her cell
Little kids show and tell
This is what I came to see
Plain and simple like me
Spitting on the curb
Condom litter what nerve
Change has past me by
Hollywood is where I die

ahhhhhhhahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Home is where the heart is
So my soul is here for good
Never mind the suburbs
Nothing like the hood!
When you get your chance
Go down so you will see
Hollywood is heaven
Yeah it's the place to see!

Jump back look at that!
Brother spare a dime?
Jump back look at that!
I do this all the time!
Jump back look at that!
Ain't it plain to see?
Jump back look at that!
Hollywood's for me

Jump back look at that!
This place is full of bars
Jump back look at that!
Nightclubs, walk of stars
Jump back look at that!
Soon you will agree
Jump back look at that!
Hollywood's the place to be!

Jump back look at that!
Brother spare a dime?
Jump back look at that!
I do this all the time!
Jump back look at that!
Ain't it plain to see?
Jump back look at that!
Hollywood's Heaven for me

Jump back look at that!
This place is full of bars
Jump back look at that!
Nightclubs, walk of stars
Jump back look at that!
Soon you will agree
Jump back look at that!
Hollywood's the place to be!

H O L L Y W O O D


[eat,exercise,practice that's all I do]
[SongInfo]
There is a homeless guy sitting on a park bench. Across the street, a businessman boards a bus. For a moment, they both stare each other down. Each wondering what it would be like to trade places for a day. The homeless guy gets up and goes to work cleaning windshields at an intersection. Lunchtime he goes to the local soup kitchen where he meets up with his friends. Back to the streets pandering money on the boulevard. The sun sets and he finally goes to sleep on cardboard under a highway.
The business stresses at work, boss is on his ass. Deadlines, long hours away from home. He wonders why he has no time to socialize. Back home, he goes to sleep in a nice bed. Next morning they stare each other down...It was just a dream; the businessman is late for work. He gets in his car and drives to the bus stop. You see there is no homeless man, just a businessman's fantasy to be free to live in Hollywood's Heaven.



Your Way

YeeeeeeeHaa!

Hitch a ride to Mexico
Ven apurate senorita pues vamanos
Take you south to the border and let you loose
Find you under a red light
Mama what's the use

Beyond the skies black and blue
Where do we go now dont have a clue?
Back in my car on a journey that's too far
And out on the wayside
It's getting old.

So go your way
We will live for this time
To find a place
Where one needs to be
Show me how
To get out somehow
Missing you
As I fade away

Spend out lives in this phase
Until we expire in this haze
Another decision comes to mind
Probably never find the time

Go your way
And we'll live for this time
I'll find my place
Where I need to be
Show me how
To get out of here
Missing you
As I fade away

5 4 3 2 1

We go thru mazes all the time
Turning left and turning right
How do we figure out?
What this place is all about
I know were turning left
So follow our lead
Or we'll stay in here
We'll play our way out
To the right
To where it's all clear!!!

Now we come to the close
Anxiety level never rose
Next time we'll be clever
And never boast
For only the chosen
We will blame the most

Go your way
And we'll live for this time
I'll find my place
Where I need to be
Show me how
To get out of here
Missing you
As I fade away

Go your way
And we'll live for this time
I'll find my place
Where one I need to be
Show me how
To get out of here
Missing you
As I fade away
[SongInfo]
The labyrinth of existence. Intermeshed with the the conscious and unconscious. Cougar Estrada delivers a romantic vocal approach to complete the package. The original demo of this song was aggressive and rude. Now we just want you to go the makeout point and put the song on repeat in the car....



The Right

[SongLyric]
I can tell by the way that you're lookin' there
Trouble would be just a stare away
Like a fool I fell for your game
Don't you know mama now I'm not the same

Hey California
I tried to warn ya
Hey California
That nobody owns ya
But all I want to know is
Who put that stuff all in your head?

Now I roam your shores alone
Wondering if I'm ever going home
Can't you see that it's killing me?
I never dreamt this would come to be

Hey California
I tried to warn ya
Hey California
That nobody owns ya
But all I want to know is
Who put that stuff all in your head? ( your head? )

Mama you ain't got the right
To be lookin' that good ( lookin' that good ) tonight
I said mama you ain't got it right
To be makin' me put up this fight


2x
Walkin' down the street
Checkin' out everyone that you meet
Hey woman don't you know that you're with me

Solo

Walkin' down the street
Checkin' out everyone that you meet
Hey woman don't you know that you're with meeee

Mama you ain't got the right
To be lookin' that good( lookin' that good ) tonight
I said mama you ain't got it right
To be makin' me put up this fight

Walkin' down the street
Checkin' out checkin' out checkin' out everyone you meet

Solo

Walkin' down the street
Checkin' out everyone that you meet
Hey woman don't you know that you're with meeeeeeee

[SongInfo]
Ah! How she loves the attention! Even though you are her boyfriend, she continues to flirt with whomever. Why not? She is a beautiful woman and no one really owns anyone. You express your discomfort and she blows it off! You're jealous and insecure. Until trust is violated and then back to square one you go...


Perro Los Rumberos

Ruff, Ruff, Ruff...
Ruff, Ruff, Ruff...
[SongInfo]
Guaguanco is one of the most popular styles of rumba that is still danced today. Rumba developed among the different African ethnic groups, primarily from Central and West Africa, who were brought to Cuba as slaves. Guaguanco, like the other rumba styles Yambu and Columbia, developed in the middle 1800s. Guaguanco is played in 2/4 or 4/4 tempo giving it a moderate to fast tempo. Guaguanco is danced by a male-female couple and consists of a flirtatious, sexual game with a distinctive body movement called the vacunao (pelvic thrust) performed by the male dancer. Dance historians have noted that the vacunao is found in other African based dances in Latin America and the guaguanco maybe derived from the Yuka, a secular dance of the Bantu people.

The couple begins to dance. The male dancer is more active as he circles around her without touching her. The dance climaxes as the male attempts to give the vacuano when the female is unprepared to avoid it. Much of her dancing expertise resides in her ability to entice the male while skillfully avoiding being touched by his vacunao. (Vernon Boggs 1992)

By the turn of the century, rumba had migrated to the black working class neighborhoods of Cuban cities. The music consisted mainly of percussive instruments including drums, wooden boxes (cajones), tables and chairs, spoons and jars. During the first half of the 20th century rumba bands were comprised of singers, one or more large drums (tumbadora-conga and tumbadora-salidor), a small conga drum (quinto) and a pair of wooden sticks (palitos) that were beaten against the side of one of the drums. Claves (two hardwood sticks that are struck together) and the Cajones were often added to the ensemble. You can still see remnants of guaguanco in the hip and pelvic motions of of today's salsa dancers when the couple separates and each person dances "freestyle".



11:05 am

Wooooooosh.....
[SongInfo]
[ TRACK 12 ] The word Samba, in Portuguese, was derived from semba, a word common to many West African bantu languages. The African slaves brought to Brazil during the 17th, 18th, and 19th centuries, the word had a variety of meanings. It meant to pray, or invoke the spirits of the ancestors, or the Gods of African pantheon. As a noun, it could mean a complaint, a cry, or something like "the blues".


[SongTitle]
Little Baby Batu
[SongFile]
bata_interlude.mp3
[SongGraphic]
bata_interlude4.jpg
[SongLyric]
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ConGa PunK!
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I love a ConGa PunK!

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ConGa PunKs!

[raspberries]

Have my ConGa PunK I want you

ConGa PunKs

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ConGa PunK!

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[SongInfo]
Iboru Iboya Ibo Chi-Che

Bata drums are a family of sacred, double-headed drums from the Yoruba culture in present-day Nigeria and Dahomey. Bata drums were brought to Cuba and are now also played in the U.S. and elsewhere. West Africa is the origin of the traditional Bat drums. These drums were brought to Cuba and the New World during the African Diaspora. The Bat are said to belong to the Orisha Chango.

The Batajon

Pronounced:
Ba ta Hne

Were used in this recording. A relatively new product. The Fat Congas Batajn is constructed of the highest quality Birch plywood. All joints are glued and lock mitered for maximum strength and durability. The Fat Congas Batajn closely approximates the tonal qualities of traditional skin head Bat.

www.fatcongas.com