Vieux Farka Touré at Cedar, 7/9/13
|Photo by Tony Nelson|
Vieux Farka Touré
Cedar Cultural Center, Minneapolis
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
We were not dancing enough. That appeared to be Vieux Farka Touré's chief concern between songs. If the Malian guitar hero's heavily accented English made it hard for him to explicitly tell us to move more, his amused yet insistent gesticulations unmistakably got the point across.
As constitutionally reserved Midwestern audiences go, the Cedar's are pretty game to experiment with what might happen to their bodies if given over to less familiar music; the Tuesday night crowd did in fact loosen up over time. And in our defense, the nuanced clickety-clack of Touré's calabash player, though infectious, was not designed to move Western feet as insistently as the funk-indebted Afrobeat of Femi Kuti or the uptempo grooves of Amadou and Mariam, to choose two recent shows in the Cedar's "African Summer" series. Vocally and instrumentally structured as a call and response, the music tended toward the sort of hypnotic repetition that invites you to sway rather than get down.
Also holding us back a little was Touré's astounding guitar work itself. Effortlessly flashy, its virtuosity invites dumbstruck gawking, even if the 32-year-old in the shiny two-piece patterned turquoise outfit himself indulged in no correspondingly attention-seeking stage moves. Vieux's father, the late Ali Farka Touré, is probably still the best-known African guitarist in America, and the proverbial hard act to follow. But in many ways the son is the more impressive musician, if only because he's freer to follow multiple inclinations -- unlike his dad, Vieux doesn't have to keep reminding Western fans of his music's affinity with the blues.
|Photos by Tony Nelson|
Touré's playing wasn't itself wankproof -- no one that skilled can avoid slipping into a barrage of notes for notes' sake over the course of a full performance. But even these moments were set off by an instructive contrast between traditional West African finger-picking styles -- fleet flurries that settled firmly on a chord or dissipated into plucked patterns -- and real rock-not-blues solos, complete with hammer-ons that would make any Guitar Center showoff shut up and sit down. Touré used tone impressively too: His favored sound is a bright shimmer, but he would often mute the strings for a clipped, brittle effect.