“Ol’ Tim Leary woulda’ LUVVED this worldbeat/folk adventure! Kristi sings in Greek, but you’d think you were at an “Airplane” concert (with slightly more emphasis on th’ percussion than Grace Slick might’ve had). This is NOT the (dreaded) sloppy techno-rawk it could have been… it doesn’t sound (in the least) like low-end cut/paste electronics, & that’s a LARGE plus for the listener…/…there are some very clearly psychedelic influences that take me (in a FLASH, mon’) back to some wild concert nights in th’ ‘60s!…/…you’ll get LOST in the echoes, floatin’ off on a Persian carpet into la-la land…/…The CD definitely rates a HIGHLY RECOMMENDED from this reviewer.”
Rotcod Zzaj, IMPROVIJAZZATION NATION, issue # 49
(track 6)
Born in the heart of winter
Revived in the fires of June
I come and go on earth
Drawing the sun on his chariot
In a glorious ceremony
I dance to cherish his miracle
In the heart of the fire my picture
every sparkle of sweat my drop
I have many faces
All nations cherished me with fire
I have one homeland left on earth
One ceremony that survived time
Masquerades in sheepskin, light for me the fire
Rolling burning garlands down the slopes
I get carried away by the frenzied dance
Of the people jumping over the fires