ROKIA TRAORÉ IN "THE MAN I LOVE”

By Kalamu ya Salaam of Kalamu.com

Monday, June 9, 2008.

I thought Rokia Traoré’s third album, Bowmboï, was exquisite but Tachmantché surpasses that high mark. Rokia was already working with a small palette of instruments and approaches. Using traditional instruments of Mali albeit in unusual combinations, Traoré was simultaneously a keeper of the traditional flame and an iconoclast lighting the way ahead.
 
Rokia’s music radiates a calm, soothing vibration even at dance tempos. The music practically invites you to snuggle up to it, as the vibes caress your skin and kiss your ears.

I had hoped that she would produce more in the line of Bowmboï but I had also feared that it would be difficult, if not impossible, to follow up without sounding like she was just repeating a successful formula. Oh, me of little faith!

Rokia Traoré: The miracle worker.

Over the past few years, I’ve been inundated with invitations to work on very different projects. And I’ve always made it clear that I wanted to break away from the musical style I’d evolved with. Personally, I think it’s a shame to get stuck playing in one particular style and never change. Having said that, though, you can’t really take the liberty of throwing everything up in the air no matter when. It was after releasing Bowmboi, in 2003, that I felt I’d come to the end of a certain approach. I knew one thing for sure and that was that I didn’t want to go on working with the same style of orchestration. Up until then the balafon had always been the major base of my sound. But then I found I’d reached a point where I’d done all I could with it. And I thought, "Well, if I’m going to make a change, it might as well be a radical one!"

—Rokia Traore

 
Rokia is a slender woman. Big eyes, hears everything, speaks about eleven dozen languages, is comfortable in the world, the whole world. Truly sophisticated and simultaneously, deeply grounded in a specific and ancient culture. She is an earthly and earthy goddess. Beauty in body and soul.

She could have stayed on what worked for at least two more albums, maybe doing a live album and following up with a handful of new songs written in the same vein.

No. What we have here is a truly fearless woman. A determined soul. Someone who is tremendously talented and who is willing to challenge herself to the max.

Anyway you look at Tachmantché, whether you take it in small doses, or listen to it over and over in a concentrated stretch, the overall result is the same — this music is a spiritual tonic, a healing sound.

This is African minimalism. Superb minimalism. But minimalism usually implies an emotional distance, a coldness consistent with creative projects in which thinking trumps feeling. However, the sparseness of the sounds not withstanding, this album is so sensual it tastes like a kiss — a low, slow, full-lipped, mouth-open kiss.

Rokia is the top of the draw as a vocalist. Her breath control, the wisdom with which she uses vibrato one second and the next just her breath. She can literally sing just by breathing! Listen to “A ou ni sou.” By the time she finishes, there are no words, only an exchange of air from her lips to our ears.

And beyond the craft there is the intention. Rokia set out to enchant, to figure a way to cast a spell. This beautiful music is no accident.

The Album 

I knew I wanted an album that revolved around guitars, featuring a lot of different guitar ambiences. But before I could do that, I had to actually get familiar with the guitar again. I’d come to distance myself from the guitar over the years because I had to concentrate on working on my voice. I was also busy trying to understand the balafon and the ngoni and learning how to do arrangements. The entire time I was doing that I didn’t play guitar at all. I knew I wanted to use a guitar with a fairly blues sound and I ended up coming across the Gretsch which I started composing on. After that, I had to think about what other instruments I wanted to keep around the guitar. I started thinking about what I could do with my voice and my songwriting to make a clear break with what had gone before. I wanted to have something that sounded a bit monotonous, with things repeating over and over until you ended up forgetting the monotony. I have to admit, I did a lot of writing, screwing things up and throwing stuff in the bin…

—Rokia Traore

 
Rokia Traore is from Mali. If there is a singular, or main root-origin of the blues, Mali is it. This is a blues album—or, more precisely, a "pre-blues/African blues-root" blues record. Elemental. Simple riffs, supporting complex emotions, evocative guitar riffs accompanying distinctive voicings.

I don’t have a clue in terms of what these songs are about, except for “The Man I Love.” But the intimacy is so strong, I am inspired to supply my own meanings.

This is a dangerous recording, a risky recording. Not only is there no safety net, there is only the thinest of wires on which to cross to the other side. If I didn’t know better, I would immediately suspect that this is one of those studio albums whose quiet floating feel would be impossible to duplicate in concert. Go here to see a video performance. (I’ve also included the audio track of “Kounandi (Live)” in the jukebox so you can compare and contrast it to the studio version.)

Rokia’s work has never been loud nor flashy, even when she had a lot of percussion there was always a quiet center to the music, an invitation to stillness even in the midst of dance, but on Tachmantché there is a deeper still. The light of this album is the after glow of love.
 
Go here to see a performance with Rokia’s previous band (WOMAD 2004)—in this way you will have a reference for how radical a turn Rokia embarked upon. It is like she is methodically tacking against the wind, achieving forward motion by slowly moving from side to side.

Rokia presented this music on tour before she recorded it, after one of the performances in France, Rokia opined, “I think I may get to like this new sound. It’s very frank, very sincere, very direct and there’s no artifice involved at all. Maybe this is the kind of album I’ll end up making in the studio!”