Welcome to the junglez. In the planet’s biggest pop, everyone is trying to get theirs. Red in tooth in claw, everyday shakirs; tigers, snakes, leopards and bears wrestle it up. Pity them - or those caught between at your peril. In the land of spiritual dualities everyone is something elses. Jimmy Corbett knows that. Colonialism sedates, mounts them on the wall but indeed, worships them too. Recordings, readings, reverberations; hypnotically sway sway at the food chain before those balmy beats beats maul.