Festive
So this place is starting to buzz for the festival. Rastas and hippies, tourists and locals, people and more people. Energy, vibe, anticipation.
My first night here I got a taste of Gnawa music. I ended up in the back of a cafe with some Moroccans and the Scottish who are staying in the catacombs with me. It was after the cafe was closed and the guys working there turned out to be pretty good musicians but also fetched a friend who was brilliant on the guitar. Another rastaman was also excellent at drumming on the table and freestyling ragga. It was fucking cool hanging out playing music, drinking tea and talking kak in broken English, French and Arabic.
The festival starts tonight and continues till Sunday. I’ve not planned who and what I’m going to watch since I don’t know many of the artists. I figure I’ll just go with the flow.
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