ossory
Lima is a desert capital whose formal name nobody has used in centuries, named instead for a river that once meant "the one who speaks" and now runs under an expressway. Under a sky that stays grey and refuses to rain, bankers eat lunch in a grove older than the country, four hundred pyramids sit stuck in traffic, and a drum built from shipping crates keeps the beat.
Nobody Calls It That
Style
Fast Afro-Peruvian criollo fusion at 154 BPM in 6/8, led by a hard-slapping cajon, cajita, quijada and palmas under two nylon-string guitars and brass stabs, sung as an equal male-female duet in warm, crisply articulated Peruvian coastal Spanish-accented English.