Sunday, April 18, 2010

Spent the evening crying bucketsful with some people from Toulouse.
And why all the tears? Because we were drinking red wine and listening to KarKar. (Boubakar Traoré). It was tears of pleasure of course, for the sheer beauty and the sheer simplicity of his music. Like all great poetry it is universal: ‘Si tu savais comment je t’aime, toi aussi tu dois m’aimer’ ;(If you knew how much I love you, you would have to love me too). Is there a living breathing human being who has ever loved who doesn’t understand the pain and the sentiment of those lyrics? Serre- moi dans tes bras et je chanterais pour toi…..


Blogger Andrew said...

I've just been watching a programme on BBC4 about the libraries of Timbuktu. Do you know this guy Doug Park? He's a young Yale archaeologist working around Timbuktu and a great-great-great-etc-nephew of Mungo Park.

7:21 PM  
Blogger David said...

Sophe, you know you can block these robotic spammers. So boring and time-wasting for them too, I should have thought.

When do we see you? Juliette been and gone back to Jerusalem, offered a job here but yet to decide.


11:29 AM  
Blogger toubab said...

David, back in London in time for Jeremiah's dinner invitation at the Luxemburg Ambassador's place

12:12 AM  

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