You chance upon one thing, which leads you to another, which takes you on somewhere else and the journey is …
I chanced upon this website offering up radio station listening to stattions all over the world. I found a particular station, it seems based in northern Brazil in Jericoacoara. I thought that I would explore via google maps and found what is a most remarkable place. With the most incredible beaches in front of me, then shops, streets and more reminding me of my time in Africa with trip hop playing in the background … I was transported to feelings of real comfort and joy in places such as the Harley in Sheffield, back some years ago, along with the joys of discovering a whole variety of new, gentle, thoughtful and imaginative sounds and beats. There was the subdued lighting and relaxed joy of those venues, good drinks, sweet beats. Then in front of me were the memories of times in Lesotho, gentler times, good people, warmth, physical and emotional (even though there was a war going on).
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I have even got to the point of looking for work in the place. Somewhow I think I might enjoy the place. For me, as well, the music on the radio station fits in a peculiar way. It is not the local music – forro! Nor is it particularly south american, but the trip hop being played had all of the gentle imagination and subtle emotion that goes with a very distinct, warm sunset which is itself bracketed by a day of heat, gentle walking, getting on with things, and then a night of drinks, dance and food, with its ease in and ease out moments (so trip hop), then bed at ridiculous o’clock.
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Time has gone by since living in Africa, getting married there and conceiving my eldest daughter there. I still remember all those we spent time with – Francis (Thabiso Tamae), Lebo, Ipa, Motsi and so many more. I remember talking to the ANC refugees who came through. I remember the people, the views, living in Lancer’s Inn, laughing, playing, loving, crying, living. I wish all of you could see this and know that I still think about you, there and all the rest. It is music that brings it back to me as well as the photos.
It may seem like little but these times and memories have added so much texture to my life. These are things I carry with me even now, especially now. There have been times when I have revisited the music and I tear up. I wish I could go back and see all of them and there.
As I have said before I used to live in Africa – I spent some time living and working in Maseru, Lesotho. That time and the people I was with remain with me to this day – a big hello to Ipa, Francis, Lebo, Motsi, Teenie and all the rest …
I would love to go back and visit more … the music and those memories are all I can enjoy at the moment.