Tinariwen 'Emmaar' album review

The West African desert blues veterans perfect their endless jam

In August 2012, Abdallah Ag Lamida was arrested by Ansar Dine, a militant group of Malian Islamists, for making "Satan’s music" as a member of the Tuareg rock group Tinariwen. Unsurprisingly, when he was released, the group got the hell out of Dodge— it fled Mali and headed to Joshua Tree in the Californian desert to record their sixth album.

It makes sense that Emmaar was created in the spiritual home of American psychedelia. This is transportative music, an electric blues trip through Tinariwen’s sand-blasted world of long-form Tamashek jams. The songs all drift into one another, but that’s their greatest appeal: They’re all variations on a theme, a single tone that rises and falls. Moments of calm—"Sendad Eghlalan," for instance—leave you drifting off into the ether before everything ramps back up on wig-outs such as "Imdiwanin ahi Tifhamam."

Though guest appearances by fiddle player Fats Caplin and Red Hot Chilli Peppers guitarist Josh Klinghoffer break the spell a little, Emmaar is never less than hypnotic and entrancing. Tinariwen have crafted a beautiful paean to the desert, an audio homage to dry heat—even if the desert this time was 7,000 miles away from home. Just one sticking point, then: the spoken word intro that begins the album. Don’t whisper at me, bro—that’s creepy. What are your thoughts? Let us know in the comments box below or tweet us at @TimeOutChicago.

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