In a small, grassy plaza, beneath a beating sun, a crowd of students dance in front of nine hirsute musicians playing Afrobeat and vintage psych-rock. That it is just past midday on a Wednesday does little to subdue anyone: the music onstage is so celebratory few can resist.
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This is the sound of the Kutiman orchestra, though you would be pushed to recognise which member is Kutiman himself: a brass section has sidled to the front, ahead of two percussionists, two guitarists and a bassist. It is only the occasional signal to his colleagues that confirms Kutiman is the diminutive figure shielded behind a bank of keyboards to the right. In his Israeli homeland, however – and to the students of Sapir college, 50 miles south of Tel Aviv – this modest individual is a quiet hero.
Read the full story at The Guardian, by Wyndham Wallace
