Paris | Burna Boy | Moulin Rouge

Good morning Paris! Or should I say, bonjour! Just reached yesterday, went out. I saw my boy Berto, I saw my girl Laho, you know Berto and Laho in the same room, the original Gindungo artists, and I felt wow. A beautiful kizomba and semba night, organized by my boy, next to Moulin Rouge. Oh […]

Paris | Tecas | Plan B

Ça va, mi Gente? C’est votre gars, sans filtre ni restraint Dr. Kizomba qui vous écrit de Paris. Ok ok ok I got a little carried away, I was already starting in Français since I am in Paris, but you know what I was saying. I was saying wassup wassup wassup it’s your boy Dr. […]

Kizomba n’rua | the Paris I know | Brotherhood

Bonjour Paris! C’est votre gars, sans filtre ni restreint, Dr. Kizomba, qui vous écrit. Wassup wassup my people, it’s your unapologetic motherfucker Dr. Kizomba reporting from Paris. The Paris I know is 100% kizomba and semba coladera, ghetto zouk love with sprinkles of flamingo dance. Why? It’s about the people you surround yourself with and […]

Paris | Carribean Food | C4 Pedro

Good day Mi Gente. Last days in Paris, still enjoying. Went to party with my homies. Last night again the boys went to a beautiful boat, Brazilian buffet on top, Kizomba downstairs. Next to that famous library, 4 buildings with open books. Again with my boys Tecas and Santos hosting their boy Dr. Kizomba like […]

Paris | Tour Eiffel | Parafrance

Dear Paris, Judith told me if I come to Paris and I don’t take a picture of the Tour Eiffel, it does not count. So I had to make that trip and snap that picture that you is seeing right now. Just one pic, just me and that tower, just the two of us… Just […]

Paris | Lisbon | Bye

Wassup Mi Gente, it’s your unapologetic motherfucker aka Dr. kizomba at the airport of Lisbon, staring at my flight going back to Montreal, with tears in my eyes. This definitely was one of the most memorable trips I ever had: reconnect with my roots, reconnect with my family, reconnect with my homies and connect with […]