Typical #millennial story: we don't drive. We've been cabbing it back and forth between home and the hospital and our mileage has certainly varied from driver to driver.
On the way home from our harrowing visit to the lactation consultant we had a rare and beautiful moment with our cab driver.
He was patient and kind. Car seats are entirely new and foreign to me. He put on a CD and it was beautiful and life affirming #music even though I didn't understand the language.

As he let us off I asked what it was because it was at that point the brightest part of my darkest day as a parent.

His face lit up from someone actually engaging with him on a human level and began to tell me all about the #music of #TeddyAfro and #Ethiopia

Me and my wife already had a taste of Ethiopian music when we saw #HailuMergia open for #Beirut a year earlier and his band completely upstaged then.

Our driver was so excited that we'd heard of him and knew a little about their oppressive regime and what #TeddyAfro and his music symbolizes. Unity. Freedom.

I've been playing his latest album almost nonstop since which isn't really a way I've engaged with music since I was a teenager trying to find my identity.