I recommended Osibisa's album "Woyaya" to you near the end of today's show. Osibisa, an African rock-fusion "community", as it were, sang of love and understanding during the era of Zimbabwe and Mandela. I remember the setting the first time I heard it - a flat in the 12th arrondissement of Paris, on Rue Ernst Renan, in '73.

My female hosts were French tour guides sharing a flat. Their record collection was limited mostly to Jazz. But the musical game-changer that day was "Woyaya". I had a lot of time to listen to it while they were at work. After work, I perfected my French with their help, and that of their friends, and wine. But the takeaway from that visit was "Woyaya". Enjoy!