The infectious bounce of the bass, drums, the trumpet and sax interludes, Meklit dancing, Meklit singing, Meklit playing guitar, Meklit playing the krar, a hip-hop duo with a New York friend, bringing the audience back in time into the artist's earlier realm and friendship, growing up in New York loving hip-hop. It felt relatable., and logical to incorporate hip hop into the show. As a kid growing up in LA with many musical influences shared among various friends, I could draw some parallels to my growing up, but certainly they were more forays of a semisuburban white kid into new music, more than a 'this is how I grew up in music' kind of way, making my path through urban music less pronounced.
I left after the show, inspired to listen and play as I only I can using my instrumental knowledge, and notions of time and music. There are a lot of sounds out there, and with so much to choose from, I suppose the real path to authenticity is not in the musical details or motifs that can be taken from different forms--that is the easy part--but in how you are able to project them through your experience..