10 music that provide back again memories of my travels: Cerys Matthews’ playlist

10 music that provide back again memories of my travels: Cerys Matthews’ playlist

Experience Flight by Lemn Sissay and Concealed Orchestra/Cerys Matthews

“Go to Addis!” Three terms from author and poet Lemn Sissay made me ebook a flight and last but not least head to Ethiopia – a land of audio, heritage, food stuff and mother nature. The excursion was also limited, even though we did meet up with Mulatu Astatke, father of Ethio-jazz, on his residence turf, frequented a coffee plantation and drank the best coffee in the entire world, saw quite a few hippos and fell in appreciate with the marabou storks, as tall as me and as characterful as our more mature generations. We tried using tej (honey wine) at the Fendika Cultural Centre in Addis Ababa, noticed the younger generation participate in and dance to ancient tracks , then viewed a DJ session by Melaku, surrounded by his file assortment. Also check out Hailu Mergia and Homesickness by Tsegué Maryam Guèbronwells.

Police and Intruders by Junior Murvin



a group of people sitting on a bench next to a guitar: The Jolly Boys in Port Antonio. Jamaica. Photograph: Cedric Angeles/Alamy


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The Jolly Boys in Port Antonio. Jamaica. Photograph: Cedric Angeles/Alamy

This song is indelibly linked with the 1976 Notting Hill carnival and race riots, but a number of bars of it consider me to San San, a peaceful stretch of seashore around Port Antonio in Jamaica, where nearby mento band the Jolly Boys play their variation. Junior Murvin lived on the same hillside, and this tune resonates miles absent. It was enjoying yet again on the decks at the Geejam Studio in Port Antonio, by when I experienced a sorrel martini in hand and I was gazing upwards by way of the canopy of the trees in this region popular for its verdant giants. I recognised kinds of climbing crops generally still left languishing, collecting dust, in office environment corners back home.

Éirigh is cuir ort do cuid éadaigh by Altan



a field with a mountain in the background: Mount Errigal And Muckish Mountain, County Donegal. Photograph: Design Pics Inc/Alamy


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Mount Errigal And Muckish Mountain, County Donegal. Photograph: Design Pics Inc/Alamy

Teac Hiudai Beag’s bar in Gweedore, County Donegal: midwinter, comprehensive wind, youthful youngsters and peace on a bar stool with wonderful Guinness. Our 3 small kinds, none older than 7, danced to and with the Murphy relatives in session, then watched Altan on New Year’s Eve in the neighborhood arts centre, and afterwards listened to ghost stories – all in the shadow of a snow-covered Mount Errigal.

Johnny is the Boy for Me by Les Paul and Mary Ford



a man holding a guitar: Les Paul at the Iridium jazz club on Broadway in 2007. Photograph: Colin Archer/AP


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Les Paul at the Iridium jazz club on Broadway in 2007. Photograph: Colin Archer/AP

At the Iridium jazz club on Broadway, Les Paul was so switched on, talking about bluesman Pegleg Howell like it was yesterday. On the same vacation to New York, we headed to the Terra Blues bar on Bleecker Road then Sunday afternoon was used at Smalls in the West Village, and the intimate jazz periods that simply just can not be shed to Covid. Look at out the club’s fly-on-the-wall digicam that streams live classes.

Yesterdays by Yusef Lateef

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a sign on the side of a building: The now-shuttered Mau Mau in Notting Hill, where a generation of jazz musicians cut their teeth. Photograph: Alamy


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The now-shuttered Mau Mau in Notting Hill, the place a generation of jazz musicians lower their enamel. Photograph: Alamy

Yusef’s frame of mind to songs reminds me of wonderful community audio venues – you really do not generally have to vacation for good trips. I made use of to stroll into Mau Mau on London’s Portobello Highway (now regrettably closed), continue to be gripped to my other 50 percent and acquire in no matter what its jazz re:freshed classes had to present that night. It was an encounter that only the passing of time has confirmed the genuine worth of. We witnessed a era of before long-to-be-seminal London jazz players stake their statements. Examine out a clip or two of Nubya Garcia on YouTube, and you will get an concept of the magic they produced.

More up on the Highway by Honeyboy Edwards

So a great deal can be realized as a result of music. As a baby I’d drink in the politics and lifetime that ended up identified in the very best pan-earth tunes. To close up singing with this Delta blues legend, who was a colleague and pal of Robert Johnson, was something I will hardly ever fail to remember. 3 chords and so much to say, he was in his 90s when I satisfied and sang with him in the humidity of a Mississippi afternoon, guitar in hand, on a porch, perspiring and swatting away the mosquitoes.

El Carretero by Guillermo Portabales



a group of people standing in front of a crowd: Casa la Trova, Santiago, cradle of son cubano. Photograph: Roberto Machado Noa/Getty Images


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Casa la Trova, Santiago, cradle of son cubano. Photograph: Roberto Machado Noa/Getty Photos

Ok, hand on heart, I’d relished as well numerous mojitos a couple of times formerly in El Floridita bar, exactly where Hemingway utilized to drink in Havana, and ended up singing the initial verse of the Irish folk ballad Spancil Hill a handful of as well might instances … I could not keep in mind the rest of the terms. Then I endured a flight on an historic aircraft via an electric storm after an eight-hour delay mainly because of complex challenges (I’m a anxious flyer at the most effective of situations). But then I acquired to invest time in the cradle of son cubano songs – Casa de la Trova in Santiago – with its enormous cigars, dancing of gymnastic abilities (not me) and some standout acoustics, all performed stay, electric-free of charge by world-foremost neighborhood gamers.

Supersonic by Oasis (on accordion, ideally)



a clock tower in the middle of the street: Lerwick, Shetland - where the street ends, the moorings begin. Photograph: Marcin Kadziolka/Alamy


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Lerwick, Shetland – the place the avenue ends, the moorings get started. Photograph: Marcin Kadziolka/Alamy

I was standing in the center of this tiny industrial village known as Lerwick in Shetland. The cobbled sq. ends abruptly and becomes a mooring for oil boats from all nations. Ideal there: a mooring up to the middle of the pedestrian centre! There are little stone-fronted retailers and cottages, a paved centre, and then the large purple-and-white hulks of steel ships forming a border to the sq.. Incorporate to that scene bit by bit slipping mammoth snowflakes and crystal-apparent air. Then a door out of the blue opened to belch out Oasis’s Supersonic – played on accordions. It was a snow globe kind of evening that I under no circumstances required to depart.

Castell Rhos y Llan by Llio Rhydderch (from Melangell)



a small boat in a harbor next to a body of water: Caernarfon Castle, history and Welsh harps. Photograph: Thomas Lukassek/Alamy


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Caernarfon Castle, history and Welsh harps. Photograph: Thomas Lukassek/Alamy

Walking the heights of Caernarfon Castle, eating food stuff in the neighborhood pubs this sort of as the 16th-century Black Boy Inn, studying about the background of the town partitions, borders and migration … And then visiting the leading exponent of the Welsh triple harp, Llio Rhydderch, at house amongst a selection of harps that date back again to the 18th century, when Abram Wooden and his Roma family members settled in Wales, took up actively playing the a few-stringed harp and saved the tradition, letting the pedal-absolutely free harp to turn out to be the national instrument of Wales. Llio was a pupil of “Queen of the Harp” Nansi Richards, who learned from the Wood family. I was in heaven listening to Llio’s variations of neighborhood airs from Ynys Mon (Angelsey), and I dreamed of Miles Davis arriving, and listening to him and Llio improvising on these historical melodies.

Petite Fleur by Sidney Bechet

My fantastic working day in Paris would get started with espresso and a view above the Seine adopted by a search through the bookshelves of Shakespeare and Company, then a wander all around the central districts of Paris, hunting for that ideal location for a picnic lunch beside the river to devour a new book and une demi-bouteille de vin. This tune, recorded by Sidney Bechet and French jazz clarinettist Claude Luter, bottles the Parisian summer season haze, and serves as a taster for a late-evening boogie in the Latin Quarter at jazz club Le Caveau de la Huchette (opened in 1946).

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