Review: Tamikrest at their best

IT DOESN’T matter one jot that Tamikrest’s Tuareg music is normally the sound track to the Malian deserts, even when I’m driving through rural Leicestershire in the gloomy autumn drizzle.
Because if I close my eyes, and turn up the blowers, it’s almost like the desert heat hitting you, the tapping of the rain against my windscreen becomes like sand blasting the side of an ahaket tent, and the honking of oncoming vehicles is, er, probably for the best.
Because this is music that takes you away when you press play, regardless of familiarity with the sounds.
The bluesy guitar work dominates the music on Chatma and is just dripping with feeling, and is so evocative whether on faster, jangly tracks like Imanin Bas Zihoun or the slower, darker work like the Pink Floyd-esque Assikal.
This coupled with the distinctly North African vocal harmonies, and Tuareg throat calls, gives Chatma a great blend of cultural influences, and is well worth investigating.