Surrounded by mosquitoes, spiders and cockroaches, David Toop spent two weeks aboard a boat in the Venezuelan rainforest in 1978 – together with 30 chairs, a metal cabinet, ten oil drums, two families and a dog. The musician was on his way to the remote villages of the Yanomami people and wanted to record their shamanistic rituals with a microphone. Once there, he also met an old man lying in a hammock, improvising with his voice to the rhythm of the rain. Simply out of self-reflection – and out of a connection with his surroundings.
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