Ali Farka Touré & Toumani Diabate
In The Heart Of The Moon

The game is fun when it doesn't last long.

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With their knobby farmer's fingers, accustomed to tearing patches of earth from the desert, Toumani and Farka strike, pluck, and caress the strings of their instruments, and as if by magic, the spirits gather; mythical stories unfold; the strange creatures of the beloved river begin their metamorphoses. A tight and magical—there's truly no more adequate adjective—dialogue that gives life to twelve instrumental panels of crystalline and mysterious beauty.
They are quietly joined by American friends Ry and Joachim Cooder, already with Ali in the famous "Talking Timbuctu", supporting the exquisite and intricate melodic fabric created by the masters, but careful to remain in the background. A kind of jam session (although the expression might have upset the late Toure, ever aware and proud to distinguish the African "tree" from the American "branches and leaves") from which emerge clear mutual admiration and respect, the compelling desire to test themselves as well as verify how much their powers as musical shamans, as spirit conjurers, are strengthened by the union of their incredible talents.

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