Hugh Masekela
He’s spent half his life in exile in America, and the rest touring the world with his trumpet – yet the soul of South Africa’s effervescent musician son is still rooted in the soil of his homeland
By Justin Cartwright
CITY LISBON
For a long time Amsterdam was my favourite – we played there often – but now I think I prefer Lisbon. It is one of the oldest cities in the world, and this stirs me. There is something in the music and the houses and hills which reminds me of home. It is a city that loves music, the fado particularly. It is said that this music, like the flamenco, evolved from the music of the Muslim era. Its sense of longing always gets to me.
BEACH ANYWHERE IN THE CARIBBEAN
I can’t nominate one beach alone; I love all the beaches in the Caribbean. The water is warm, there are no waves, no sharks and the beaches are placid. The people are good looking and the music touches me. It is a laid-back way of life, but then isn’t that the point of a beach?
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