Best Maknine Friends Blog

By Thomas Mallon

In the parlance of the time, people purchased the novel “for one thing only,” and they didn’t care about its mind.

Courtezy to the Aurhor

Why El Makine? Why  to fuss about, an obsession for, and all  those blogging posts around?

Of all times, this little bird was a companion-pet of aficionados of all trades and crafts. As you can see  in Wikipidea, and YouTube, there is a lot of video-clips on related suject to it, and one of them in particular, it shows an Arab cafe of old , in the 20’s-30’s, and if you look closer to it,  just under the awnings,  several cages adorned the entrance.

These Moorish cafés were a kind of, the speak-easies that existed in that time in America or the clubs, and tea houses, and lounges in London, but the only difrence, it’s by the facts that  in Algiers, these places were the only ones  where it was permitted for the Arabs to regroup, due to the separation between the Europeans, and the Arabs, on those times.

But this is not the topic of the moment, but what I mean, a bird in cage, it was sort of, a companion pet, exposed under the awning of a Moorish café, where it was the only place where to listen to music, the presence of a duet, a trio, or a quartet  of Chaabi music were always performing on soirée constitute a substitute for the gramophone and, or a radio sets that they were at it debuts of their invention, that they were too expensive for the small people to afford them.

Beside that, it was in the habits and costumes, to find a bird in the Andaluzian style of the houses, The Riads, since in their Arab-Moorish design, and their way of life and costumes, the Arabs and the Mores, that their pets had been always existed, as a part of there life. Even though in the wild, the Bedouins had a great respect for the animals, and birds. Taken for example, the Slougui, the Algerian hound, and the falcon, El Baz; the relationship, and the care of the master for his dog is cited by the first orientalists explorers of the deserts and  its cities and oases inthe last centuries in their journals, and books.

The Chaàbi Music , The Goldfinch, and thé mint, a long story of people that came to gather

The Masters of the Chaâbi-Blues music in the Jewish-Arab and Andalusian collective heritage is the pure proof of existing songs

A final word, like the saying goes; any excess is evil, that is, it becomes chaos when everyone wants to have a chardoneret just to show off, a snobishness, like everybody does.


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