"One's life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, indignation, compassion," Simone de Beauvoir once offered. Nídia Minaj has embraced as much as conducted her path on earth so far by means of her senses and her acute intuition, learning from the positive and negative sides of experience, contemplating the marvel of the human spirit, ever inspired by her own curiosity for the unveiled. Her music sounds to us as the perfect expression of her attitude in life.
Opener "Mulher Profissional" is a shout of empowerment, setting the pace for what is indeed a highly energized album. Listen closely and you will spot production skills that are beyond the standard of dance music genres, running wild but with a definite sense of purpose. This sounds like Africa taken (further more) into the future by command of a rogue mind - we'll save you the thrill of translating the album's title. The hint of nostalgia possibly detected on a title such as "I Miss My Ghetto" is quickly obliterated by a sort of hunger for the future, what's to come, but also what's already bubbling feverishly. It's as if Nídia is hit from every side and everything is so exciting that she just has to incorporate all manner of sights and sounds into her productions.
Tracks are kept generally short. They are strong, compact entities that announce the coming of something else - "Biotheke," for example, soundtracks a parade of Tripods if such an event could fit the narrative in "War Of The Worlds." The LP ends - whenever the listener chooses - with the locked groove "Indian."