Fly into Morocco on Royal Air Maroc, and as in-flight entertainment on the overhead screens you’re treated to Charlie Chaplin shorts from the 1910s, still sharp as a tack, the little guy goosing authority, the law, the rich, the powerful. The Little Tramp must remain a figure with resonance in Morocco: the base of operations for legendary band Nass El Ghiwane was the back room of a tailor’s shop in Casablanca dominated by a poster of Chaplin.
Their songs were about the same “little guys” that Chaplin’s comedy immortalises, the struggle of poor Moroccans and the search for poetry in a new urban reality. They have been one of the most famous bands in Morocco for more than three decades, and the spirit of Nass El Ghiwane was celebrated this year at the 16th Gnawa Festival in Essaouria.
This four days of music was bookended by two spectacular Gnawa fusions between Mahmoud Guinea, Essaouira’s great ghimbri-wielding Malaam, and Cuba’s Omar Sosa; and Will Calhoun’s superb young American quartet on the closing night with Mustapha Bekbou. These are fusions of tradition and modernism for which the festival is famous, and in Morocco, the origin of that fusion tradition is Nass El Ghiwane.
They’ve been dubbed “The Rolling Stones of Morocco” – there isn’t much resemblance, though these were long-haired young men who smoke and drank and put bottles of wine or beer and a few joints between the stage lighting in front of them so they could drink and play during the gig. They released their first album 30 years ago, and with the recent death of Abderrahmane “Paco” Kirouche, the Essaouira native who brought the heavy bass sound of the ghimbri of the Gnawa to Nass’s modernist sound palette, the Festival’s Tribute to Paco was led by his son and featured a line-up of banjo, ghimbri, frame drum, kit drum and tam tam augmented by a trio of Gnawa and what resembled the huge, deep-bass trumpet used by Tibetan monks (Paco Kirouche, pictured below left).
As the saying goes, this is strong shit, at times matching the total immersion of cross-rhythms and inexorable propulsion of 1970s Miles Davis at its most dense. They played the port stage, the super-moon rising behind them, the sun setting over the Atlantic and Portuguese escarpments ahead, and to an audience of around 150,000. The ghimbri and banjo wind in between each other under impassioned vocals, the whole mass of it stepping up to a free-floating sweet spot on the forward momentum of massed percussion, including the Gnawi, and what a web they weave, doubling up the rhythm and doubling it again like some musical demonstration of the golden mean.
The Nass story begins in the 1960s, in the decade following Moroccan independence. They got together in the melting pot of Al-Hay al-Muhammadi, a sprawling working class neighbourhood in Casablanca, all of them having come from far-flung corners of the kingdom with their families in search of work, and as such were a fusion of rural and folkloric traditions, forged in the furies of modern urban industry.
Ucef Adel, the London-based, Rabat-born DJ and musician behind acclaimed fusion albumHalalwood, knows the surviving band members, has been a regular fixture at the Gnawa Festival for years. His own music is very much a progression of the modernist fusion that Nass created and inspired. “Omar Syyed was Berber,” he says of the band’s roots. “La’arbi Batma was Arab, from Casablanca. The banjo player Allal Yalla, he’s from the south of Morocco.” Paco was from Essaouira. “And there was Boujmii, from the desert area of Morocco, and he had the best voice of Nass Il Giwane.”
Their first songs were for the Theatre Municipal in Casablanca, a kind of post-independence Moroccan National Theatre. “Their songs were from the plays they were involved with,” says Ucef. “They became famous on TV, then they took those songs onto the stage.” With them they mixed some halqa, a magic gum of theatre, poetry, stories, music and dance that may still be experienced at night in the Jmal el Fnar in Marrakech. And they used folk instruments – sentir, frame drums, ghimbri, tambourines – but in a modernist way, fusing elements that hadn’t existed before. Despite the struggle they went through, they had a lot of success, a lot of influence, not only in Morocco, but Algeria, Egypt, the Middle East.
