The Luper Kalya Celebration

I'd been immersed in the mythos for all of my and not even I was going to say my magical life, but I mean, even from day one. My father used to run a jazz club in Stockholm in the mid sixties. And right when I had been born, there was a buzz at their door and or net Coleman came to give me my cradle. That so already there, I had some kind of Jazooka connection. But this is much more because it's connected to such a long time unbroken tradition of this Luper Kalya celebration where you have a boo jalud,. You know, coming in the goat skin and whipping the women and also