Recorded on Saturday, December 6th, this album is a fully organic exploration of rhythm, memory, and improvisation — no MIDI, no digital manipulation, just hands, found objects, and a willingness to discover. Percussion led the way: it was the initial spark that pushed me to create something as raw and immediate as possible, letting the sounds emerge naturally through the act of playing.
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The concept grew from traditional Moroccan rhythms — ingrained in the DNA of anyone from North Africa — which I wanted to unravel and transform into a chain of improvisation. Each beat became a starting point, a thought, a gesture. At times, these rhythms surface recognizably; at others, they dissolve into abstraction, a collage of memory, randomness, and instinct.
The instruments themselves are a story. Moroccan Bongos I played as a child bring back memories of early encounters with sound. Playing them now is a kind of time travel, reconnecting with the kid who first fell in love with rhythm. Bongos, flute, harmonica, and a DIY bowed-slide instrument — a steel guitar string stretched over a wooden stick — all contributed textures that blur the line between music and experiment. Everyday objects became instruments: a casserole with an inox plate became a hi-hat, strikes on the bow created unexpected resonances, and an accidental “pong” sound while hitting the bongos became a moment of discovery.
Field recordings anchor the album in place and memory. Walking the streets I know well, the sounds of traffic, crowds, water, and bushes give a sense of environment, from chaotic city life to quiet, reflective moments. Some recordings relax, some unsettle, some evoke instinctive, almost primal responses — the listener moves through the city and the self simultaneously.
The result is an album that’s both structured and free, familiar and abstract, rooted in tradition yet propelled by improvisation. It’s a space where each listener can find their own rhythm, their own memory, their own reaction. The music invites you to inhabit it however you feel — to let the past collide with the present, and to discover something new in the interplay of organic sound, memory, and randomness.