1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die: 26. Miriam Makeba – Miriam Makeba (1960)


I came across Miriam Makeba after hearing Pato Pato on the radio and loving it, but to my shame didn’t really check out the rest of her catalogue, apart from “The Click Song” (which really ought to be called Qongqothwane although Makeba wryly acknowledges that Westerners have difficulty with the distinctinctive sounds of the Xhosa langauage. 

Makeba, nicknamed “Mama Africa”, helped bring (South) African music to Western attention over 20 years before Paul Simon will team up with Ladysmith Black Mambazo, singing in Xhosa and a variety of other African languages, and occasionally English. Escaping Apartheid, she lived essentially as an exile in the USA, unable even to attend her own mother’s funeral. I’m glad she lived to see the end of that era at least, must have felt some kind of vindication. Oh, and she had a long collaboration with her mentor Harry Belafonte. 

The album overall is a great mix of traditional songs with some jazzy, bluesy elements including a cover of House of the Rising Sun – perhaps not as iconic as the Animals’ version, more slow and soulful – as well as Mbube (“Lion”), which is the original version of the song later Westernised as The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Wimowey). There’s a great comic turn of The Naughty Little Flea, the stirring Retreat Song, and Makeba’s famous Click Song. 

Makeba has a gorgeous voice that covers a load of ranges and timbres to suit the song. There’s always a fine line with what is rather condescendingly referred to as “world music” between proudly showcasing your culture and pandering to Western exoticism, I think Makeba treads it very carefully. 

Which brings me to a bit of a side rant. I’ve seen criticisms that Dimery’s list is very Western-centric, which is probably true, not least because the music of everywhere else gets lumped together as “World”. As if the USA and English-speaking nations aren’t part of the same world. So far, though, we’ve not only had Makeba, we’ve had Ravi Shankar, we’ve had a variety of Afro-Cuban and Latin grooves. And do the likes of jazz, blues, and rock and roll, all of which stem from African American musical traditions, count as (white) Western? Since we are all, give or take a half million years, Africans, maybe music is music?  

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