Thxa Soe’s music gives Burma’s youth a focus for dissatisfaction with the military junta despite strict censorship writes Jack Davies in The Guardian
They know every word. Boys, bare-chested and sweating in the April heat. Girls clutching digital cameras, their faces streaked with paste to protect them from the sun. They answer the call-and-response lines with increasing excitement. By the time Thxa Soe reaches the chorus, the crowd have taken over. With fists pumping the air, they roar his words back at him.