I have no clue what the hell these guys are singing about, but I'll be damned if it doesn't make me happy. They're called Mama Rosin and their album is pretty solid with heavy Creole influences...go figure. I dare you not to snap your fingers to this shit. I'm willing to look passed the whole Swiss dudes singing in French thing because they use banjos, which are a universally forgiving entity.
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