Cheikh Lo, Fruitmarket, January 15th 2011,(Act #02)

 

The Senegalese chappie came on stage bang on time after it had been filled with a variety of drums, timbales and strange percussion instruments. Dressed in robes that were gathered round his waist with what looked like a boxer’s prize belt and wearing locks that any Rasta would be proud of (if pride wasn’t considered a sin of course!) Cheikh set this ensemble off with a rather dashing pair of purple Argyll socks.

Truth be told I found the set disappointing with most of the tunes being overlong, locking into a ‘groove’ that somehow passed me by. Difficult to tell if he was enjoying himself as he wore those impenetrable Electric Miles wraparound shades.
During all of this, a third price for the same drinks round was charged. What does this say about computerised tills?

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