i ve been to mumbai, kolkata, sundarbans, rajasthan, kerala. this is a part of india that s different than any other part. it s fascinating and beautiful. oh, yeah. sweet. whoa, it s moving. end of the road. i ve always wanted to get as far away as possible from the place that i was born. far both geographically and spiritually. to leave it behind. tangier, it s morocco. but from 1923 through 1956, it was loosely governed by the major powers, an international zone. for years it seemed everything was permitted. nothing was forbidden. at the northern tip of africa, a short ferry hop from spain, tangier was a magnet for writers, remittance men, spies, and artists. if you were a bad boy of your time, you liked drugs, the kind of sex that was frowned upon at home and an affordable lifestyle set against an exotic background, tangier was for you. matisse, genet, william burroughs. many have come this way, staying a while or hanging around. but no one stayed longer
when i was a kid, my grandparents teach that there are some people who have been in madagascar before. they were very little people and they live in forests and they respect their environment. but then comes many people from other countries, from africa, from asia, spain, from france. many of us don t know the history. i took a walk through this beautiful world felt the cool rain on my shoulder found something good in this beautiful world i felt the rain getting colder sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, [drums] market. over the years i ve let a lot of extraordinary landscapes recede into a blur outside my windows. i ve looked, maybe seen, maybe noticed, then gone. we all carry different experiences inside us. we see things differently, don t we? madagascar, exotic unspoiled paradise. or microcosm for the end of times. antananarivo, tana for short, madagascar s crowded chaotic capital c
And recently the country s leadership seems to have embraced it, in all its ill-reputed glory. the days of predatory poets in search of literary inspiration and young flesh are probably over for good. hippies can just as easily get their bong rips in portland or peoria. but the good stuff, the real good stuff, the sounds and smells and the look of tangier, what you see and hear when you lean out the window and take it all in. that s here to stay.
Always was morocco. and recently the country s leadership seems to have embraced it. in all its ill reputed glory. the days of predatory poets in search of literary inspiration and young flesh are probably over for good. hippies can just as easily get their bong rips in portland or peoria. but the good stuff, the real good stuff, the sounds and smells and the look of tangier, what you see and hear when you lean out the window and take it all in, that s here to stay.
And recently the country s leadership seems to have embraced it. in all its ill reputed glory. the days of predatory poets in search of literary inspiration in young flesh are probably over for good. hippies can just as easily get their bong rifs in portland or pe peoria. but the good stuff, the real good stuff, the sounds and smells and look of tangier, what you see and hear when you lean out the window, to take it all out the window, to take it all in, that s here to stay.