I bought this album only because I loved her latest record with Zaid Hamdan but couldn't find anywhere to buy it. I do like the Chi Chi interpretation, though.

Half intrigue, half genericity; very David Toop's Ocean of Sound re-appropriated for a fancy diplomatic dinner party, where quaintness has its respect. Not an easy mood to tap into as a casual listener.

Not only a sense of duty as a fellow Jordanian has compelled me to buy this record, It's unlikely that he'll muster tuneful tracks with a consistent groove like these in the near future. For now, Identity Crisis, with its orderly disorder, lives up to its title.

The variety of melodies (including a Jordanian hit), languages, and voices (including Yassin Weld Al-Nana, the tiny young man crouching on the lower right) brought together along with Hendrix to kickstart Rock 'n' Trance, as they claim young nations as forebears of world music tradition, set a counterpoint between Eastern and Western traditions that rendered this recording historically significant.
Side note: The 6th track: A God-save-the-king anthem to Hassan II of Morocco is the nadir.

Punk as a mere cultural commodity has made way for an intermediate Pop—a space that, given its specificity, exudes variety from Rachid Taha to P!nk to this funky Punk.

Melds of Jazz, and Pop sensibilities, which include rap-singing, electronic claps and sound effects, come together much more consistently than the blaccents ascertaining their go-getter mentality. Fun-as-close-to-silliness reinitiated in contemporary Jazz with emotion & sexual openness, done just right.

Backboned by virtuoso musicianship rather than musicality, the satisfactions rather than thrills it fulfills are merely textural.