This album began with a disaster. Jonathan had been in Athens, touring with Sparklehorse, when their show was cancelled by an earthquake. So he flew to New York to have a look at the Surrealist show at the Guggenheim. Meanwhile the week before I had made the acquaintance of Elliott Sharp. It turns out he's been mesmerized by the Master Musicians of Jajouka as long as I have. Bachir and the brotherhood had brought their village to the city and we found ourselves down at the Knitting Factory fo...