Tag: Ahmed Gallab

There’s no way to write about last night without it being personal, deeply personal. While in the midst of a debilitating depression, of which I am prone to, my friend and my girlfriend dragged me into the Bootleg Theatre, minutes before Sinkane was to take the stage. I had my camera, notebook, and a foul disposition… attempting to focus on shooting something… anything to get out of this funk that had ahold of me and secretly planning to leave at the drop of a hat. As Sinkane’s 8 diverse members found their places on the stage, I had no way of knowing I was about to be transformed, changed, grooved right out of the deep darkness I was in. I look up and see the drum reads Sinkane, and right below Kulu Shi Tamaam- but I’ll get to that later. By the end of the first song, I realize Sinkane has mastered the art of build up.  I’m uneasy and still not quite sure of what is going on.  I snap some photos, grateful for the task. By the third song, I feel it- that indescribable feeling you get when music transports you somewhere else, somewhere good, somewhere so far