six women from Morocco
In between workshops I’m meeting other people and today it’swho sing and play bendir and make tea and we eat cake and laugh a lot. Some of them also learn or teach Arabic which is taught in this beautiful sing song way. What a language. Well so is Moroccan. Guttural then percussive on the highs. I’ve never sat and listened to it like this before. Amazing. We arrange more tea and recording sessions and I’m to go to an Arabic class next week as well as learn how to make harsha. It’s the first non vegan thing I’ve found hard to resist. With the fat lentil soup at the Lebanese café across the Place Jean Baptiste, it’s perfect.