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It happened. Last night DemiMa launched the ALT.FRQNC Extended Play to a steamy full house in Hoxton, east London. Watching it from my room in Durban thanks to iPhone and FaceTime technology, it’s hard not to notice how attentive the London audience is. Nobody speaks while she serves. Noone coughs. Everyone in the room is there to receive all that high priestess DemiMa has to offer in music, poetry and weirdly alluring soundscapes.
And what an offering she serves out. Even through my small iPhone 5 screen, thousands of miles away, I too am captivated as DemiMa’s dazzling afro-futuristic soundscapes take us on a journey rich in colour and suspended in timelessness and space.
She appears like a crimson lady-of-the-forest in autumn, her long branch-like locks without their usual colourful adornment, hang around her shoulders like the Crown of the original Lady Liberty. Her bare, well-toned midriff reveals DemiMa’s sacred…
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