World Music that doesn't suck

Doughy boy-faces who are getting learned in Liberal Arts of Brooklyn (and sometimes even other cities) are educating us on our geographical musicology. Alas, as Barry Manilow must really go, so do music eras and thus, the extended post-post-punk revival is being eclipsed from its subdued pelvic-bass throttlin, stand-forward stoicism to eighties embers. Welcome fine instrumental tuning, exported synthesis and hybrids of all cartography, and it should be emphasised, joy, real expressive joy.

Polyglot, some call it...

AFRIQUE

• Vampire Weekend (Mali/Senegal influences)
• Antibalas
• *BALKAN * (If you haven't already heard by now, you ought to join the caravan)

• Balkan Beat Box
  
• Beirut****
  
• Man Man
  

TURK: Voice of the Seven Woods (London)

And....My Favourite of all time (and they're no Brooklyn skool project. From Denver, accordions, tuba, splitting strings, ceremonial songs, broken-heart ballads and bliss: ****DevoTCHka******

...of course, it goes without saying, didgeridoo or Kingston dub, she could sex up a harpsichord, M.I.A. (with courtesy of Diplo and she's LONDON).