Robin Denselow 

Femi Kuti: No Place for My Dream – review

Femi Kuti is still fighting for the same causes that his father used to, and making some interesting sounds in the process, writes Robin Denselow
  
  


On the cover there's a striking photo of an African woman walking past a vast garbage heap, while on the album itself there are 10 new songs (and an instrumental) in which Femi Kuti continues his musical attacks on corruption, oppression and squandered wealth in Nigeria. Fela Kuiti's oldest son is now in his 50s, and surely knows that he will never achieve the legendary status of his dad, but continues to fight the same causes. And he's still worth checking out, though more for the musical experiment than the admirable, though now predictable, message, which veers towards easy sloganeering at times. The starting point is Afrobeat, of course, but Femi is at his best developing his own slick, melodic style, using a light guitar riff for the opening of The World Is Changing, or showing off his fine, high vocals on No Work No Job No Money.

 

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