A couple weeks back Split Works hooked one of the worlds biggest, most critically acclaimed acts – Tinariwen – the Sahara desert rock troupe formed from members of the Tuareg ethnic group who were forced to flee Mali to Algeria amidst government uprising, and who have graced stages and ears for decades with their spellbinding, rollicking, rebellious and ultimately transcendent music. The thing with a band of this nature and ilk is it’s innate ability to throw you into a trance. Now mind you, it’s not immediate. It’s gradual. The band chips away at you, one groove after another – some small, some subtle – and slowly but surely leers you into their trap. And then, like that, you’re theirs. And there’s no turning back – so you give in, let the purple hues lights guide you, and simply ride it through, as each songs picks up, spins you round, and tells every cell in your body to move. It’s infectious, gorgeously orchestrated, intricately layered and communal in the largest sense (their hype man is a vital ingredient). And it all went down here in Beijing. Props.
Let me start off my saying I did not make it though the whole show – simply couldn’t. Didn’t have it in me. Exhausted. Metal does that to you. It’s a draining experience, especially with […]
One of the pleasures of living in Beijing is seeing how music from back West is processed, filtered, and finally made over for a Chinese audience. Hip-hop for instance, one would think would have no […]
Had a whirlwind of a Saturday last weekend – one that started with a hike up the Silver Pagoda Forest in Changping, and ended with me shoveling questionable chuan’r into my mouth way past my bedtime. […]