And back to dance... because ranting about politics (last post) can be wearing on the soul, for me... I did this dance piece this summer when Hassan Hajjaj had his The Path exhibition at the New Art Exchange. It really moved me, as a body of work and also the arrangement, the music, the food, the general atmosphere at this gallery... This song was playing in one of the exhibition spaces whilst I danced and at the time I had just discovered a new video editing app and well,  got somewhat carried away by the effects but still, I think it worked, in relation to Hassan Hajjaj's use of colour and general theme of expression.

The song, Diaraby Nene by Oumou Sangaré is just beautiful and I became slightly obsessive about it for a period... The title means Shivers of love and one of things I love about music is that, even when the lyrics are in a language you don't understand (Wasssoulu), sometimes, you just know what it's about... It was apparently a slightly controversial song when it came out, as it speaks of female sensuality, sexuality, perhaps not something discussed or sung about 20/30 years ago in Mali... it's no wonder it resonated so deeply with me and still does. Seriously moving, stirring piece of music. Because you know what, even here, in the wonderful, open minded, forward thinking West, in the UK, as a woman who discusses sex and uses sexuality and sensuality as a vehicle, it is still frowned upon and judged from all quarters. Full respect to this lady. Goddess!!

Enjoy the piece and happy Sunday folks