DELTA NOVE, HAVE YOU HEARD?

i used to train Capoeira with Bobby, i always knew he had a band, Delta Nove, that they had a brasilian-rootsy-capoeira vibe to them, a good energy. i knew they got down with Parliament, that gave them street cred in my eyes. Southern California is fortunate enough to have them home-base here, but i somehow never really got to see them in action, with their drums and their horns and their feather-touting *beautiful* Samba Crew - until last Wednesday at Alex's Bar in Long Beach.

They had a solid crowd - scanning the bar i ID'ed a crew of dreaded rastas and hippie folk, some dancing maniac get-down foolz buzzing off the vibe and $1 Heineken's, the smooth cats here for the Samba and a little hip jousting and of course a psychedelic-outfit dancing girl - who you pointing at, sista - from my experience i know that every bitchin jam band has one in tow.

Big up's to my boy Ahn and HOODATHUNK Entertainment, in the house representing, supporting and generally being the coolest kats up in the place. We shared a drink, shared a laugh and imagined tentative plans for Burning Man, for as you who know, there is no such thing as a plan for visiting The Man.

Delta Nove got DOWN, they weaved their funky world-beat sound into our lips and hips and we grooved baby, grooved and got hot on a Wednesday night with new friends and old. The Samba girls kept the beat in their smiles, feathers waving and sparkling jewels scattered across their bodies... were they even wearing any clothes? i hustled up to the front row to get a peak for myself. Smoking, for real. Another sapphire and soda, please. i looked over to Salve - my fly guy - you need to get an eyeful of this before they glide away.

Sabrina Vedete