JJ LIVE 01: Munchie Mike
and the Master Musicians
JJ: Let's welcome
Munchie Mike. What's new in your world?
Munchie Mike: I got
some new music today. I been wanting these guys a long time. They're
from Morocco, and all they do is smoke kif all day and play music all
night. Next day, they get up and do it again.
JJ: Nice work, if
you can get it.
Munchie Mike: Their
weed is so good, they throw away the leaves. They mix it with tobacco,
and they think because we don't do it that way, it proves we're crazy.
Or maybe it's that we're crazy on account of we don't do it that way,
I'm not sure which..
JJ: This is where
exactly?
Munchie Mike: Jajouka.
The Master Musicians of Jajouka. Their place is way the hell up in the
mountains, you gotta be a sherpa to even try it. It's a real pilgrimage.
But Ornette Coleman went up there in the early Seventies and did some
recording with them. He gave them a violin.
JJ: Isn't that against
the Prime Directive or something?
Munchie Mike: It's
not like they wouldn't run up against a modern instrument sooner or
later. It might as well be a violin. Some of those old-school rock and
roll guys made it up the mountain too. That dead Rolling Stone.
JJ: Brian Jones?
Munchie Mike: Drowned
in the swimming pool, right? Yeah, Brian Jones. He discovered them,
him and some other English guy. So they record the Master Musicians,
and it's like overnight fame and a bunch of hippies show up at their
door. They start touring and they're in movies and stuff. They went
to England and played at King Arthur's grave.
JJ: So Brian Jones
was responsible for turning the larger world on to this music.
Munchie Mike: Oh yeah,
he's like their patron saint. They got his picture in their headquarters.
They wrote a song for him.
JJ: What attracted
world-class artists to the Master Musicians? What is it about their
music?
Munchie Mike: The
main thing is, it has mystical healing power. Check out this movie The
Sheltering Sky.
JJ: Sure, I remember.
John Malkovich has a fever, and the guys in long robes play music at
him.
Munchie Mike: Right.
In their village they do a lot more. If you're sick, they'll lay you
down on the floor and pile up their musical instruments on top of you.
They take off their pointy yellow slippers and walk on your head. These
guys are hard-core.
JJ: Do they specialize
in one particular ailment, or are they general practitioners?
Munchie Mike: They
mainly cure, like, mental illness kind of things. The music puts you
in a trance, it grabs hold of your brain waves and lines them up in
a way that makes sense, or something. But they can fix physical injury
too. This one writer who was hanging out in Morocco slammed his hand
in a car door. It was all swole up and purple. He says one of the Master
Musicians took over, threw everybody out of the room and closed all
the windows, sat down on the floor with him and poured some mineral
water on his hand. Then he rubbed all the fingers and said these prayers,
and spat in the guy's palm and rubbed in the spit and said some more
prayers. In like fifteen minutes it got down to a dull ache, and when
he went outside his freakin hand was like new, not even a bruise.
JJ: That's pretty
impressive.
Munchie Mike: Have you seen Bad Timing? Where the guy
is sick of his old lady fooling around, so when she ODs on pills, he
sits around for hours and waits until she's almost dead, before he calls
an ambulance. So while he's waiting, he plays this record of the Master
Musicians and remembers when they went on a trip to Morocco.
JJ: But it's supposed to be curative. If he wants her to die,
wouldn't that be counterproductive?
Munchie Mike: Exactly. That's like the, you know, irony of it
all. He doesn't know it's healing music, and that's why she pulls out
of the coma, after they work on her for a while.
JJ: Interesting. So, the Master Musicians, is this one big family?
Munchie Mike: They're
all in the same clan, Ahl Sherif. It means saintly, because they're
descendents of Mohammed the Prophet. And they all have the same last
name, Attar.
JJ: Does the last
name mean something too?
Munchie Mike: Perfume
maker.
JJ: So is the making
of perfume another cottage industry up in the mountains?
Munchie Mike: I think
it's, like, metaphorical. People who've been there say when the Master
Musicians are really into it, like way up on that ecstatic plane, there's
a scent in the air, like a blend of incense and ozone.
JJ: Not something
you smell every day.
Munchie Mike: It gets
weirder. You know how some things can't be photographed? There's supposed
to be stuff in Jajouka music that can't be recorded. You hear it live,
but the technology doesn't exist to pick it up.
JJ: What are the
instruments?
Munchie Mike: They
have a bunch of different kinds of drums. Hourglass shaped ones made
out of clay or something. Round flat ones, they're made from cedar,
and the sticks are orange wood or olive wood. There's a wind instrument
that's like a cross between an oboe and a bagpipe.
JJ: And made from
what kind of wood?
Munchie Mike: Apricot.
It has 15 note holes. And there's a kind of lute, made from a gourd,
with three goatskin strings. And some kind of flute.
JJ: A lute and a flute.
Munchie Mike: Playing
that bagpipe thing, they have a technique, like those Mongolian dudes.
JJ: The Throat Singers
of Tuva
Munchie Mike: Right.
Circular breathing. You breath in through the nose and out through the
instrument. It's this complicated deal where they work out with their
neck muscles like body builders, and the inside of their throat somehow.
Some of the real old masters could hold a note for half an hour at least.
The guy who smashed his hand, he timed one note at twelve minutes.
JJ: The tradition
must go back a long time.
Munchie Mike: It's
some of the oldest music there is. It's like a time machine. I mean
we're talking about ancient Greece and all that. There was a guy back
in the 9th century who knew 10,000 songs. The call him the father of
Jajouka music. Ziryab, his name was. Did you know there used to be Muslims
in Spain?
JJ: I'd heard that.
The Moors.
Munchie Mike: So,
part of this music came from Andalusia. The Master Musicians were the
sultan's house band. One of the good things about being rich in those
days, you could have your own sound track.
JJ: Predating personal
audio delivery systems by several hundred years.
Munchie Mike: They'd
play a certain piece of music when the sultan went to the mosque in
the morning, another piece when he left.
JJ: It's good to be
king.
Munchie Mike: But
it wasn't just for him, that's the cool thing about it. Like, when the
sultan was going to leave out of the palace gates, the Master Musicians
played this certain piece. When the people heard it, they would know
to come over and line up along the road. The sultan would ride by and
bless them. There was a different kind of music for that too.
JJ: Like belling the
cat. I sympathize with the underlying principle, that the people should
always know what their leader is doing.
Munchie Mike: Anyway,
in 1492 they got kicked out of Spain and went back to Morocco.
JJ: So they are Muslims.
Munchie Mike: From
way back. But it seems to be kind of a non-mainstream type of Islam.
Like, in that part of the world you're not supposed to play music on
Friday, it's against the religion. But the Master Musicians have always
played for their saint on Friday, and they're allowed to. A lot of their
customs, though, I guess they're not what we'd think of as any kind
of spiritual.
JJ: How do you mean?
Munchie Mike: People
who have hung out with them say they're pretty raunchy and violent.
I mean, when these guys party, it sounds like they're a cross between
bikers and the Three Stooges, at Mardi Gras. The boys dress up like
girls and balance trays of glasses on their heads and jump over tables
and stuff.
JJ: Not sitting around
chanting "om".
Munchie Mike: It isn't
the Maharishi vibe at all. There's a holy day every year, for like 2,000
years now, it goes back to the Dionysian cult and the old Roman Lupercal
festival. Each year they pick one of the young guys to take the part
of a goat god called Bou Jeloud. He puts on this stinking old bunch
of goatskins and a straw hat and smears burnt cork on his face and gets
possessed by the god. It's like those voudoun dancers in Haiti. They
have a campfire all night with everybody dancing around it, and this
Bou Jeloud character just goes nuts and runs around whipping people
with tree branches.
JJ: And they let him?
Munchie Mike: Sure.
It's curative. When the spirit of Bou Jeloud takes over the person,
everybody he strikes, if there's something wrong with them, it makes
them better. He hits the young unmarried girls to guarantee that they'll
be fertile. The only danger is to the kid who's wearing the costume.
The god really wears him out. Sometimes he uses up so much juice, the
kid dies from being Bou Jeloud.
JJ: This is a colorful
story. I'm surprised we haven't seen more about the Master Musicians
in the press.
Munchie Mike: National
Geographic had a ten-page story ready, this was years ago, but then
the editor decided not to run it because there was so much about the
kif, and pictures of them smoking their long pipes, and all that. It's
probably been the same ever since. I mean, you can't talk about these
guys without bringing up the kif. And they have a legend that if their
music ever stops, for any reason.... the whole world stops.
JJ: And if that's
true, the worst part is they won't be able to say "We told you
so."
Munchie Mike: They
have some different kind of ways. Like, the fathers and sons don't hang
out together, they're not even supposed to sit in the same room.
JJ: Which must be
difficult in such a small society.
Munchie Mike: But
you know, when you think about it, most of the things that sons say
to their fathers and fathers say to their sons, would be better off
not being said. Staying in a different room is not a bad idea.
JJ: Still, an anti-marijuana
activist might say, this is just another argument against it. Do we
want people dressing up in smelly goat skins and lashing virgins with
switches?
Munchie Mike: It's
too late not to want it - or something like it. In fact, it was always
too late. The same kind of group craziness is manifested in our society
already. We got hockey games and mud wrestling and drag races and rock
concerts and about a hundred kinds of events where people can group
up and go crazy for a while.
JJ: You're saying
the same type of energy shows up differently in different cultures?
Munchie Mike: Or in
different ways in the same culture. It's nothing to be scared of, or
any more scared than we already are, because it's already here. It's
always been here. We humans want to get together with others of our
kind, enjoy a little social lubricant, and cut loose. The Master Musicians
of Jajouka aren't trying to get anybody to live their way. But for themselves,
they're very desirous to live that way. And why shouldn't they?
JJ: And why shouldn't
people in our society, who want to dance all night at a rave, or take
part in a drum circle?
Munchie Mike: I can't
believe the stupidity of a society that gives booze an advantage. If
people had the choice, when they go out to have fun in big groups, I
bet a lot of them would rather have some other kind of stimulant than
alcohol. Big mass events would be a lot more peaceful. You'd think the
law and order types would figure that out, one of these days.
JJ: And maybe they
will.
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