It's Bunaba, Baabyyyy!
If you don't know. You about to.
From the mission. On a mission, Kayps be inflicting Blak magic with some kinda sickness. Mans said COME HOME, then took us to Country. Washing off white mind with water from the Martuwarra.
Bunaba Baby warns you of CROCODILES, before leading you to this colony's little secret and leaves you to find out what it's like to be Blak on Australia's last frontier.
All while the horns play Jazz...
Come on now.
765, "Why is uncle levitating?"
That deep.
That raw.
It's really education.
Firstly, to the next generations of Walmatjarri and Bunuba people's looking up to him. Empowering them to see the strength that comes with their melanin.
Secondly, to us who've settled on these stolen lands, exposing the stories our media and government hide.
Finally, to humanity, by recolonising the "Kimberlies" for the world to see and putting Bunaba on the musical map.
Tell your kids to cut class and listen to this instead.
Kayps may hold your hand, and teach you with patience, but don't be fooled. Behind the mic, he's the savage your great grandaddy feared.
And the production matches.
Live instruments playing elegant licks.
Smooth samples with gorgeous chops.
Met with the sounds of country.
Like peanut butter. Crunchy.
With Bunaba Baby, Kayps has made his place in "Australian" music indisputable.
Album of the week? More like album of the year.
Shout outs Wangki Radio for inspiring this human.
Words by Emad Al-Hatu