A melody inherited from griots encountering hip-hop in Boston streets, the flute of Abyssinian enigma falling for a raging slam. Further on, a Motown beat in a Bamako song, and a dub that slits outer space apart to let vibrating waves pour in from galaxies ever further away. Visions of Selam astounds, as we note the paroxysm of Arat Kilo's power.