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The Maghreb pushes on a door or had already been here forever? The protest of the book

The premise is that these days I see things alarming.
never seen an arrogance in the institutional power, which strives to defend himself.

alarms me even more that a few are alarmed.
who took the plunge because they should, who for years has been the cradle of the mind in commoditization and critical, who says he has now seen it all and shrugs her shoulders, who sadly says that "anything goes", who has the vision of the anesthetized their zest cynicism.

does not invoke any purity, but only the freedom to be concerned and try to imagine being able to do something.


One of the typical methods to divert attention from real issues, in these days of revolution in North Africa, is to invent the "enemies" at the border, the invasion of Islamic terror.

Today I happened by chance in my hands a book that did not know existed and that I will not hesitate to buy as soon as possible. Alan Lomax, The happiest years of my life. A trip to Italy (1954-55) , Basic Books, 2008.
Alan Lomax is a celebrated American researcher and musicologist who spent a year of his life in Italy to record the events of Italian folk music . Around with his tape recorder along with Italian ethnomusicology Carpitella Diego, crossed the peninsula in search of musical examples.
His recordings - which are not confined to the Italian heritage - are very famous, are now part of world heritage and were among others used in pop music (see, for example, Moby, Play ).
wide selection of recordings can be heard here .

What I did not know is that Lomax was also photographer. The book presents a series of stunning black and white photos taken in many countries documenting Italian movingly people that lived in rural Italy of the fifties.

Using these photos came to my mind images of Tunisia, Egypt and Libya's these days of rebellion. Men and women civilians, crippled by an atavistic misery, dressed in poor clothes, but armed with great dignity.
Lomax wrote that the Italians of the peasants of the time men are bent by hard work, only on holidays that can afford a glass of wine, a plate of meat very rarely. A country where women covered with veils blacks, are forbidden to go out alone or to meet other men. Or where the singing styles, especially those in the South, have melismas really overlap with those of Arab music.

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Lomax in the fifties is a Muslim country in North Africa or the catholic Italian peninsula?

Poor Italy, so forgetful of his condition only fifty years ago.