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JRGEN KAUSEMANN's internationally successful clique JOJO EFFECT plunges back into the night - as a nonchalant travel guide for all party people, lucky knights and lovers. And if musical success pops like champagne, then Likewise: the Elegant, cinemascopic and irresistibly casual sounds of NU-JAZZ, ELECTRO & LOUNGE, JOJO EFFECt's celebrated melange is on their fifth album ATLANTIC CITY FLOW. Let's go back to the heyday of Atlantic City. Jojo Effect are on a wistful foray into the abysmal world of the unreal in front of a glittering faade and are in good spirits, they gamble the gambling of the millionaires of experience, A pull that the fellow traveler can hardly escape. On the way to the casino we meet the wonderful jazz singers, BRENDA BOYKIN and ANNE SCHNELL, strolling on the boardwalk, they both know exactly: who the blues feels, and should go dancing Whether its COSMIC SURF CLUB or CLUB DES BELUGAS - here is the good stuff for the fine vibrating nerves of the Amusement addicts. ZOUZOULECTRIC's NELLY SIMON swings charmingly in the Ballroom, at the bar badly in love, Standing is London jazz crooner IAIN MACKENZIE, pondering the side effects of melancholy jazz pop. The night stays young and for a very long time when you are traveling with the right people. And Kausemann always keeps us in line with his warm, driving electro jazz trips - as a cool chronicler of the seismographic tensions between party moods and the existentialist Predetermined breaking points of the past moment. "Tout est possible!" Calls the croupier at the table and we see a brightly lit Carousel in front of the impenetrable blackness on the edge of the Atlantic. The bare feet in the wet sand, the head in the clouds. Tuxedo crumpled, crumpled but sexy enough, The champagne bottle and two glasses in hand ... Chin-chin, Mr. Kausemann!


Atlantic City Flow