Five musicians entered the "Sraße their desires" and came ... in an auto repair shop. A garage in the Arabian desert, mind you. When she finally returned from there in's native-humid central Germany, they had the sound of the desert electrified complacent and with original voices enriched in luggage: Sahara Electric. Do not you remember ?! Which road these rhythms were not geschallt in the summers of the 90s. To achieve better mix of arabischer- and jazz-rock tradition there has hardly been rare. Many fixed on authenticity Weltmusikfan like the electric desert music to be counterintuitive - for all less strict Hörgenüssler but makes Sahara Electric just fun again! "Home is where my head is" (the dissidents) Inshallah!
