M.I.A.

M.I.A.

"I can't drive," M.I. A. says flatly. "So I love cars."

She's matter-of-fact, answering an obvious question about the possible threads running through the high-octane fumes and sour diesel smoke of her new album KALA, which opens with the roadway rush of "Bamboo Banga". But because this woman is an uncanny combination of street style and political substance, making music about wanting what you can't have and trying to work with what you haven't got – whether it's about about world leaders or road runners or an ex-boyfriend - comes naturally.... more