Abidjan is a lot like Nairobi. Skyscrapers and poverty. A growing middle class and not enough jobs. Great nights out and bad traffic the morning after.
But there is one big thing that give Abidjan the edge. The music. East Africa’s finest just aren’t as good.
The lyrics to this track by Espoir 2000, helpfully translated for me by John James, include:
“Even people in Paris know Abidjan is where it’s at”
“It’s true that we don’t have anything / But we will party until morning”
“Amongst us there are idiots but we don’t care / Abidjan is sweet”