Sulubika

Wow man, what can I say? This cat will “knock your socks off”, even if you are (and we usually are in Honolulu) only wearing ‘rubbah sleepahs’. Elusive and enigmatic, Sulubika only plays where he wants, when he wants, and what he wants. If you’ve ever had the opportunity to hear this cat hold forth (in a recording studio in L.A. or Honolulu, at a rare public-performance gig, or merely blowing on a street corner in Waikiki for the sheer helluvit), you’ll know that this is an artist that none of the “brand-name” jazz flutists can hold a candle to.