
Live: Songhoy Blues, Kendal Brewery Arts Centre
I’d been waiting a while for this. My only previous (non) acquaintance with Mali’s finest came after a disappointing set from Unknown Mortal Orchestra at Green Man Festival a couple of years ago after which a friend breathlessly informed me that at the same time he had just seen Songhoy Blues “rip it up” on the Mountain stage and I wanted to know what all the fuss was about.
They didn’t disappoint.
Members of Songhoy Blues are regularly quoted as thoroughly disliking the expression “World Music” and it’s clear why they dismiss the notion of being straightjacketed based on their birthplace. They no more represent a pigeonholed version of what African music represents than Can reflect an image of Germany.
After a brisk,
To dwell in depth on the band’s sphere of influence, however, would be to miss the point as Songhoy Blues are not interested in the cerebral. They focus their attack squarely on our more instinctively joyous expressions of appreciation – clap, move, dance, laugh – and tonight, one meandering slow blues
Tony Curran.