Dec 13/07
Vice and the mines
Today we’ll hear a couple tracks off Original Music’s compilation of Zambian miners’ songs, From The Copperbelt. The recordings were all made by the amazing Hugh Tracey.
I’ve always had a thing for southern African, mid-20th century music. George Sibanda and The Forgotten Guitars of Mozambique compilation were early favourites.
From The Copperbelt covers a range of styles present in the Zambian mines in 1957, all based around the European acoustic guitar. Most of the musicians are bards who traveled from mine to mine, entertaining the miners. Others are by the miners themselves. All are great, if you’re into this kind of thing.
Zambia occupies an interesting part of the continent. Its geography influenced its inhabitants’ music, especially at this early stage of “modern” African musical development, such that some music sounds distinctly South African, while much of the rest sounds very Congolese.
You might have already heard some John Lushi, who appears on this compilation, on Original Music’s Africa Dances release.
Isaac Matafwani - Eko Bali Mukanina Bamayo
William Siwale - Mayo Mayo
Four Pals - Nifwe Ba Four Pals

Wow, busy week. Feeling a bit tired this morning. A little Zambian “you’ve done me wrong” acoustic by George Kazoka lifts me out of bed and into my mug of coffee.
One of my favourite strands of music from across the African continent is a variety of styles that employ the European acoustic guitar. Original Music’s compilation, African Acoustic: Sounds Eastern and Southern, as the name implies, explores just that in eastern and southern African countries.
Nacio Makanda’s growling on the track Kerestina sounds like I feel this Monday morning. A pinch of grumpy, a dash of missing the weekend, with its 
I’m not too tired tonight.. might stay up late. Slept well after days in the sun in Marseille last weekend.
Benn loxo listener and frequent behind the scenes contributor, Henri, introduced me to Sara Tavares the other day. It’s been raining drizzle as only Paris can lately.. plus I have a nagging cold. This calm, Luso-guitar couldn’t have come at a better time.
Yesterday I realized that in 322 posts about African music we’ve never heard any Bonga on Benn loxo. For the sake of completion and out of respect for Angola’s most famous musician, here you are.
I was wading through the mediatheque a few weeks back and stumbled upon a re-issue of a 1973 record by Cabo Verdian guitarist, Humbertona. Great find. The music immediately transports you to the Cabo Verde islands, and the original recording’s sound has been nicely cleaned-up.
Let’s ease into February with some instrumental music…
Many of you wrote comments and e-mails praising the music from
After a rather riotous weekend it’s definitely time to take it down a notch. As many of you already know, some of my favourite music coming out of West Africa at the moment is acoustic guitar folk blended with local rhythms, languages and musical styles.
A long time ago some of you asked for some more Namibian music. While browsing in a Parisian world music store I spotted a compilation I’ve been meaning to grab for a while,
Readers of this site will know that I have a soft-spot for afro-cuban salsa (and the sweaty, whisky-tinged nights that I associate with it.) Many a long workday has been made right by an evening of salsa, either on the stereo or the dancefloor.
Number one seller at Stern’s?
When I was in Boston a few weeks ago K surprised me with a great gift:
Fatai Rolling Dollar, the ex-highlife music legend from Lagos, Nigeria, is staging a comeback at the tender age of 78. His recently released album, Won Kere Si Number, is enjoying great success in Nigeria. Dollar, whose real last name is Olagunjo, suddenly finds himself playing loads of gigs and getting some media attention from major Nigerian publications.
Continuing with the Mali theme, today we’ll hear some old Salif Keita and Kante Manfila music. This year they released
The trick worked. I got to the Malian concert at the New Morning last night and found someone almost immediately who sold me a ticket outside at face value. I got in with enough time to snag a good seat facing the stage - most people were left standing, craning to see the musicians.