Malika Zarra – Berber Taxi (2011)

Malika Zarra - Berber Taxi (2011)
Artist: Malika Zarra
Album: Berber Taxi
Genre: World Fusion
Released: 2011
Quality: mp3, 256 kbps
Berber Taxi
Prelude to Mossameeha
Little Voice
Issawa’s woman
No Borders
Mon Printemps


The operative prefix in describing Malika Zarra is multi-: A multilingual, multi-octave vocalist fronting a multinational cast of musicians and drawing from multicultural influences, Zarra has crafted a sophomore recording that offers multiple delights. Born in Morocco, she grew up in France and now resides in New York. Like many expats, she initially eschewed her roots and soaked up new influences as she moved around, only to rediscover her cultural core.

Berber Taxi, which follows 2006’s indie release On the Ebony Road, celebrates those roots-instrumentation includes oud, cajón, tahrija, darbuka, etc., in addition to the standard Western array-but is, at the same time, unquestionably a contemporary jazz recording. Zarra’s lithe voice, though never used ostentatiously, has an impressive range, and her improvisational acumen is undeniable; her ease in shifting between several North African and European languages (among them English) only adds to the diversity already resident within the grooves. The polyrhythmic title track, a traditional folksong appropriately sung in Berber, tells the tale, as Zarra explains in her liner notes, of “finding love in distant places” and serves as the ideal representation of what the singer has created here. Swooping from soprano downward and back again, Zarra’s timing is sharp, her command irrefutable and her instincts, among them the knowledge of when to lie back, the mark of a leader.

“Issawa’s Woman,” in French, is alternately dense and airy, and its segue into the sensual Arabic ballad “Leela” reiterates the album’s array of moods and rhythms. Berber Taxi‘s tour de force, “Mossameeha,” shifts dramatically-a spare two-minute prelude of voice and lone exotic stringed instrument gives way to urban buzz. Layers of voice, insistent drums and echoey electronic keys draw lines, not only from East to West, but also from the ancient to the postmodern.
By Jeff Tamarkin