At the end of the 1960s, African-Americans settled in Israel, saying they were coming down from Judeans. Badly seen by the Hebrew state, they sang their desire for a Promised Land on a soul that smells of groove and faith. The fate of this strange community relegated in the middle of the desert reveals the identity fractures of Zionism.
At the end of the 1960s, African-Americans settled in Israel, saying they were coming down from Judeans. Badly seen by the Hebrew state, they sang their desire for a Promised Land on a soul that smells of groove and faith. The fate of this strange community relegated in the middle of the desert reveals the identity fractures of Zionism.