On a visit to America in 1984, on Cape Cod, I discovered the most perfect art form in the universe, the music video. There were only about 20 in rotation, and they played them over and over again, and i watched them all day long (although i would take a food break during that super-boring Jefferson Starship one.) I was in love. Before i knew i wanted to be a musician, before I knew I wanted to be anything at all, I knew I wanted to be in a music video. When I returned to the Ivory Coast, I spent most of my time trying to convince my brother to hold that”state-of-the-art” 100 pound video camera on his shoulder and film me so i could create my own music videos. And commercials to go in between them. And VJ spots. No, we didn’t have a tripod. Finally, in 2010, thanks to the amazing talent of my wonderful friends (with expensive cameras and professional editing suites,) i have this beautiful real life music video in honor of my upcoming O Pioneers debut full-length album, and my life is complete. Thank you Kathy, Peter, Victor, Sig, Claude, Brent, and Rogelio.











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please tell me you have those old vhs (or beta?) tapes.
if there is a god, someone still has those tapes.
i must see them.
oh yes, there are a few. they are beyond crazy. in one i emerge slowly from a sleeping bag while performing “modern dance” to cocteau twins.