Tartit – Aitma
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Song: Aitma
From album: Ichichilla
Sounds like: Rebirth
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I found this song on a site that was hotlinking some of my african hip hop, which I don’t really mind anyway; and somehow it gives me an intense feeling of déjà vu.
The place it takes me is somewhere I’ve been before, somewhere in the real world of soil and bones. Somewhere faraway serene, alone, and piercingly gorgeous. Six Organs tread similar climes; but here, instead of wooded stream, we have island cliff. A solitary grove of eucalyptus; and in place of intoxicant mist, a molten sunset that lasts forever.
Standing in the channel of light, staring at infinity, it’s the kind of moment that makes people believe in god. No sound but wind in the leaves; the burning earth for you alone.
A dirge for the dying of the sun.