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released February 11, 2014

All songs by Ibrahim Ag Alhabib , except Chaghaybou , Imdiwanin Ahi Tifhamam, Tahalamot by Abdallah Ag Alhousseyni, Aghregh Medin by Hassan Ag Touhami, Toumast Tincha by Eyadou Ag Leche
All songs published by Inear publishing administrated by Bmg Rights management France.

Ibrahim Ag Alhabib lead guitars, lead vocals except on Chaghaybou, Imdiwanin Ahi Tifhamam, Tahalamot, Aghregh Medin
Abdallah Ag Alhousseyni lead vocals, lead guitar on Chaghaybou, Tahalamot, Imdiwanin Ahi Tifhamam, background vocals, claps
Alhassane Ag Touhami lead vocals and lead guitar on Aghregh Medin, background vocals, claps
Eyadou Ag Leche lead guitar, lead vocals, on Toumast Tincha, rhythm guitar on Aghregh Medin, bass, claps, background vocals
Elaga Ag Hamid guitars, claps, background vocals
Said Ag Ayad percussions, claps, background vocals
Toulou background vocals on Chaghaybou , Emajer

Josh Klinghoffer guitar on Toumast Tincha, Timadrit In Sahara
Fats Kaplin fiddle on Imdiwanin Ahi Tifhamam, pedal steel guitar on Toumast Tincha, Sendad, Koud Edhaz Emin
Matt Sweeney guitar on Emajer
Amar Chaoui percussion on Chaghaybou, Toumast Tincha, Sendad, Arhegh Danagh, Emajer, Koud Edhaz Emin
Saul Williams spoken words on Toumast Tincha

Recorded in Maison de Fester et Gomez, Joshua Tree, CA., April-May 2013.
Production Manager: Bill Rahmy and Bastien Gsell

Engineered by Joshua V Smith (except Saul Williams recorded in NYC by Zach Prewitt).
Additional recording by Nicolas Dufournet and Felix Beguin at Mastoid studio, Paris, May 2013.

Mixed by Vance Powell @ Sputnik Studio, September 2013, Nashville, TN, assisted by Eddie Spear.
Mastered by Mike Marsh at The Exchange, London, October 2013.

Produced by Patrick Votan.

Photography: Marie Planeille
Design: Antoine Carlier

Thanks to Bill Rhamy, Javier Maillet, Constance Bennet, Dahli Strayer, Amery Smith, Marion Chapdelaine, Sebastien Delage, Julian David @ AEA, Steven Flores @ATK Audiotek, Mark Linett@ Music Mix Mobile West, Anara El Moktar, Jean-Fu Dubroca, Jean-Pierre Vigneron, Jean-Paul Roman, David Flower, Andy Kauklin, Christian Bernhardt, Jason Rackham..

Special thanks to Joe Ryan for the protools donation!!


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Track Name: Toumast Tincha
The ideals of the people have been sold off cheap, my friends.

Any peace imposed by force is bound to fail

And give way to hatred.

My people, where is that self-confidence

Made of dignity and beauty of spirit

That our ancestors bequeathed to us?
Track Name: Chaghaybou
God can bear witness when I think of Chaghaybou,

The pain in the stomach that takes hold of me

Has no other remedy than a heart-to-heart with him late a night.

I love him and I love those he loves, into the life beyond.

I pine for those handsome and brave wearers of double turbans!

Amongst them Ahmad, Hamad Ahad and their friend, Chaghaybou:

The same who dine on grilled ram.

When I glimpse him dressed in his beautiful robes

Smelling of a mixture of perfumes…

His headdress crested, giving him the air of gazelles

That race through dunes strewn with desert gourds.

If only I could become a stand in his mother’s tent,

That way I would never miss a moment he inhabits

Especially those when his mother is teaching him Tifinagh

In the sand.
Track Name: Arhegh Danagh
Friends and fellow travellers, I want to tell you

That what touches the heart cannot be hidden

And all that enters it will wound.

Today’s love is like a mirage.

The closer you get, the further away it goes.

It’s been ten years since love left me,

Since it deserted my soul

And no longer crosses my path.
Track Name: Timadrit In Sahara
Youth of the Sahara

We’re telling you how it is.

You mustn’t doubt our aptitude

Or think we’re incapable.

That world out there is more advanced

And more powerful than we are,

Because it awoke before we did.

Now we will awake ourselves.

We’ve learned how to use other weapons

Than those our ancestors bequeathed to us.
Track Name: Imidiwan Ahi Sigdim
Friends, companions, hear my truth

And my conviction

These banishments that befall us

Bring no joy, neither to my heart

Nor to that of the youth.

You suffer the bitterness of that oppression,

Which annihilated the old folk

On whom you counted,

And tortures the soul of the heart

That knows no hatred.
Track Name: Tahalamot
Last night, when I dreamt about Tahalmoyt,

Of her elegant appearance, nonchalant at dusk

In the middle of the tents,

I grabbed hold of Ebazaw and harnessed my saddle to him,

Not any just old one; it belonged to Agadez.

I donned Alacho, my most beautiful indigo turban,

And my two boubou robes.

I replaced the bolt of my padlock.

I acted like a nobleman who doesn’t hide himself away

I perfumed myself with musk and incense

I belted myself with wool and silk

I passed through a valley where the Tihardanen* played.

They made me feel happy,

And I arrived at the camp above Timadjlalen.
Track Name: Sendad Eghlalan
Rid yourselves of this constant lethargy

That annihilates body and soul.

Men of my country,

You’re getting it all wrong,

You beg,

You’re always dozing,

You run around without knowing what you’re getting into

For years, you’ve been engrossed and seduced

By a world that’s forever advancing

Without being able to grasp it.
Track Name: Imdiwanin ahi Tifhamam
Friends, companions, understand me

Don’t think that I’m about to show any weakness.

I danced with a partridge, light brown of colour.

She flew off thinking I would never be able to look again.

All youthful gatherings from which she’s absent

Leave me indifferent, like a passing breeze.

Her hair is as black as her eyebrows.
Track Name: Koud Edhaz Emin
Even if I seem to be smiling

My heart is chapped and cracked.

It’s been years since I’ve lived in my worries.

You never learn a thing

You never impart a thing.

You incubate hatred all the while.

My brothers, why all the misunderstanding

In this arid desert strewn with dead trees.

My brothers, is there anything more delightful

Than being distracted and engrossed

In the middle of a tindé and iswat*
Track Name: Aghregh Medin
I call upon the wisdom of the people of knowledge.

Opinions battle each other

And I no longer believe in unity.

I will only believe in it again if

Those opinions serve a common ideal:

That of the people from which they emanate.

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