Well, well, well, if it isn't East African music again! Recently, we have met all too often. I hear it on the streets, I hear it on the internet, I hear it in my dreams, I hear it on your couch and when I'm not on your couch. Why am I on your couch?
The first paragraph makes East African music seem like I think it's a bad thing. I love it. It is music that warms my soul. It is music that warms your couch. It is music that warms my soul that warms your couch.
N.B. If you're reading this, I'm sorry. Hopefully you were listening as well as as reading, so you didn't just totally waste your time x