A couple of years back, aged 24, Anouar Kaddour Cherif discovered himself in expatriation from his indigenous Algeria and also staying in Switzerland, which he refers to as “a sanctuary for my music fingers to locate expression”. His debut album is an ingenious mix of jazz and also Arab-Andalucian practice, led by his very own mandole— a 10-stringed lute– along with bass, drums and also bass clarinet, the last an uncommon insskillfullykilfully dealt with by one Clément Theunier.
Theconjurest conjure a selection of state of minds from that setup. Opener Sans Pap (a word play here on no paper/no pope) is abundant, led by Cherif’s surging runs, and also there’s a comparable joyousness to tracks such as Savage Butterfly and also Virgule, with its Indian tune and also driving drums. It’s a public initiative, with Theunier’s burbling woodwind (with none of the clarinet’s common shrillness) balancing out the twang of the lute. The document’s even more introspective items The equally as appealing.
The initial of 2 singing trips, Telephone call of the Evening, raises a damp North African night, with peeks of “astonishing bodies in the darkness”. BetterAired Merriamwaltz-time Amiret Erriyam, where Cherif slides in between fond memories, anguish and also the resolution to rebound; like the remainder of the cd, an item of music memoir.