I’ve just got back from the Festival of World Sacred Music in Fez, Morocco, positively pullulating with multiple forms of musical spirituality that ranged from Burundi war drummers to stately Cambodian ballet. I won’t fill in much detail at this point other than to lay down a personal marker for the blind Mali singers Amadou and Mariam – late stand-ins for the injured US performer Ben Harper – whose act was both ecstatic and hypnotic. I have rarely sat so breathless through a musical performance.
If you want to check what I was up to last night, visit the unofficial festival blog whose correspondent Mary Finnegan caught up with us at the start of a four-concert night. I ought to be exhausted. Instead, I’m exhilarated by the razzle of the music. See Mary’s blog for pics.