

A Kabylian “band” performed at the couscous celebration. By this I mean two men playing a drum and a pipe, but they made as much noise as an entire band.
People began clapping as they entered the dining hall and the women ululating. Then the young people all got up and began dancing. The girls tied sweaters and jackets around their hips the better to emphasize the switching hula-on-speed movements. This was very like the dancing I so loved in Uganda. And could never understand how they actually DO it.
At a kayaking regatta in the bay on Friday (June 1, 2007) a DJ turned on a tape of Kabylian music and men just leaped up and began dancing. It’s was so joyous and funny you felt good watching.
Mehdi, an Algerian we met at the regatta who speaks English, told us that the pipe I loved was an itibalen. He spelled it for me on a piece of cardboard in Arabic. His girlfriend Kahma told me she could teach me how to do this dance. Haha, who knows. I took her cell phone number and email.
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