the concert was live.
zaki cradles the mic between her fingers like it's precious.
sometimes she opens her mouth so wide and the sound that flies out is like life, it's out side of her, reverberating, but also welling up in her chest and throat and her voice fills the space like waves rushing from her mouth.
no genre. no label. no hype. just sound.
check it out.
Thursday
zaki music
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couldn't have said it better.
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