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CD: Oumou Sangaré - Mogoya
CD: Oumou Sangaré - Mogoya
Mali's songbird flirts with a contemporary sound
Contemporary music from Mali hovers delicately (and creatively) between purist tradition and more or less successful attempts at making things more attractive to a younger and worldwide audience.
This is a marriage which goes way back to Salif Keita’s Soro (1987), when Paris-based producer Ibrahim Sylla modernized the great singer’s sound with punchy brass, electrically amplified instruments, reverb and other drama-enhancing tools of the post-Phil Spector studio. In Oumou Sangaré’s case the "modern" interventions, under the production of a team of European producers who have worked in the rock field, are mostly subtle and appropriate: there is atmospheric echo distancing the women’s backing vocals on “Yere Faya”, along with deft detailing reminiscent of Tricky’s self-taught sequencer experiments on début album Maxinquaye (1995). And even wider sonic horizons for “Kamelemba”, evoking the vastness of the savanna. Yet, here the production stumbles a little, as synth interventions feel a little contrived, and not as subtly achieved as on the rest of the album.
Oumou, with her deep and sensual voice, overflowing with the seductiveness of note-bending melisma, packs as strong a punch as ever. There are plenty of contagiously danceable tracks here, and this material will explode on stage, for sure. Although the passion with which she delivers her songs comes through, it’s a pity (though not a fault) that her texts are in a language most of us don’t understand. Heaven forbid that she should resort to bad English or French – as other African singers do – but it's worth keeping in mind that this is not just music for entertainment: as with so much African song, these are exhortations to ethical behavior, rich in metaphor and poetry. The emotion that accompanies her moral conviction is totally authentic, and at the very heart of this music which, in spite of cultural distance, manages still to beguile us.
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