I've been completely obsessed, for some time now, with masks. It all began with the monographs that I was accessing in my anthropology course and ended up, you know how, with Japanese cinema really fucked up. However, one of those friends that always as a Victorinox in their pocket, opened doors for me to build the mask itself, to the secret societies that build them, to the power of possession... to the point that I started doing masks with what I got in home, bamboo and cedar mostly. All this, thinking of a wider deal, which would involve all this and now sounds too. It is a crazy feeling being behind a piece of wood.
Two songs. I called this 'Nakusangula Natuya' (it is a dialect used by the Poro of Zambia and it means 'we are going to bring to life'). The first one is called 'likishi' (associated with this mask spirit, Lovale http://www.randafricanart.com/Chokwe_Lwena_Mwana_Pwo_mask.html) and the second one, 'makishi', which is the most common term in Central Africa to mask and performance of which the mask is part.
- change as the only constant in life & an anthropologist is seduced by sound -
- airwaves of incomplete bad dreams smashing the invisible frontier -
it matters, you will die