Aug 23/07
Afrobeat origins
One of my favourite Benn loxo readers, one who is responsible for introducing me to a lot of the music on this site, recently turned me on to Ignace De Souza.
Ignace De Souza is one of the those forgotten greats of West African music who was very influencial in his day. To give you an idea, in the liner notes of an Original Music compilation of his music, John Storm Robers credits De Souza’s track, Ole, as being the first afrobeat recording.
Originally from Benin, De Souza got his first big start when he got a gig playing sax with Alfa Jazz, who John Collins credits as being the first professional dance band in Benin. In later years De Souza moved to Ghana and played with several groups before forming his own. By the mid-60s, De Souza and Black Santiagos had become quite popular and began introducing Congo music to Ghana.
While a lot of the music on this Original Music comp sound pretty much like what you’d expect from the time and place they were recorded, there are several stand-out tracks. Two come to mind: Asaw Fofor for a 1960s chase scene and Anyenko for laid-back, “protofunk” summer music.
Unfortunately, great things never last. Does anyone know why the Black Santiagos split? Either way, in 1970 De Souza left Ghana before eventually settling in Lagos where he played with the house band at the Ritz Hotel. (I can’t help but associated this last bit with an image of Murph and the Murphtones at a Holiday Inn in the film The Blues Brothers.)
ps- you can still buy this album at Stern’s.
Ignace De Souza - Asaw Fofor
Ignace De Souza - Anyenko
Ignace De Souza - Ole

Paris is alive with concerts and patios. I love this time of year.
When I was a kid my family would pile into a station wagon at least once a year and drive/canoe for thousands of kilometers in pursuit of the Perfect Camping Spot. I remember tent-heavens in the mountains near Jasper, amidst the paprika colours of Gros Morne, along the lakes and rivers of Quetico, after long drives to the Lake of the Woods, and in many other hot-spots of the Canadian near-north. Those epic journeys needed a soundtrack. My brother and I would spend hours making mix tapes for the ride, mostly from my father’s large vinyl collection, doing manual fades and swear word bleep-outs with the knobs on our silver casette deck.
Let’s be honest here: at its core, Benn loxo is all about
As promised, a second catch-up post to bring in the new year. And hey, I’ve never posted any music from Benin on this site so today we’ll hear a tune by the