{"id":34625,"date":"2023-04-12T09:54:33","date_gmt":"2023-04-12T05:54:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lagazette-mag.io\/mischievous-zulu\/"},"modified":"2023-04-12T09:54:33","modified_gmt":"2023-04-12T05:54:33","slug":"mischievous-zulu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lagazette-mag.io\/en\/mischievous-zulu\/","title":{"rendered":"Mischievous Zulu"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"p1\"><em><b>On the beach of the Shandrani, I find the artist in deep discussion with an Italian couple whom he will embark three days later on a trip aboard his boat the Princess.<\/b><\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">We settle down on the grass, facing the sea. Wild and solitary, this child of the south is nevertheless affable and funny. &#8220;I love the contact with people on the beach! The more difficult it is, the more interesting it is,&#8221; he confesses, laughing. For years, Zulu has been pacing the beach daily, inviting visitors to follow him on his boat, alongside his son Mathieu. And it works!    <\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">To evoke his childhood, Zulu cites <span class=\"s1\"><i>Mississippi Burning<\/i><\/span>. &#8220;As the son of the camp&#8217;s janitor, I wasn&#8217;t allowed to look at the boss&#8217;s pretty daughter! Today, I&#8217;m invited by the owners&#8217; sons, right where my father used to work. A nice revenge on life! The musical trigger occurred when he was thirteen and the Air France pilots, installed in the bungalows, listened to Leonard Cohen. &#8220;It was magnificent! Late in life, his first real stage performance followed an improvised jam session on the beach, where a guitar-vocal composition revealed his talent. Then came the musical alchemy of Blackmen Bluz and dazzling success! &#8220;I was forty and didn&#8217;t have the time or inclination to be a star! I wanted to stay there!&#8221; He points to the lagoon.    <\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">He tells me about his performance at the Sakifo festival in Reunion&#8230; behind Kassav&#8217;, Stromae and many others. The sad and beautiful story of <span class=\"s1\"><i>Betty Blues<\/i><\/span>inspired by a daring woman in a sari and bare feet, who danced on stage to the boos of the audience on the night of the band&#8217;s last concert in Mah\u00e9bourg. Surprisingly, Zulu listens to Beethoven, Quincy Jones, Capdevielle&#8230; and would have loved to sing with Piaf or Aznavour! As for the title <span class=\"s1\"><i>Mah\u00e9bourg<\/i><\/span>he confides that he &#8220;simply put the author&#8217;s beautiful letter in a beautiful envelope&#8221;. As far as he&#8217;s concerned, the village hasn&#8217;t changed&#8230; it&#8217;s still Rodrigues! &#8220;Here, people are barefoot, authentic, generous, laugh and speak loudly. You can be a magistrate, have money&#8230; when you get off the landing stage, go play cards and drink rum, you&#8217;re the same as everyone else!&#8221;     <span class=\"Apple-converted-space\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">The man tells me about his fears for a country that has become inaccessible: &#8220;When I see \u20ac500,000 plots of land, I think of my children! Of the inequality between those at the bottom and those at the top!&#8221; His fears linked to the ravages of drugs, the influence of social networks on kids, ecological issues, bad decisions coming from above&#8230; &#8221; Before, fishermen looked at the stars, the seaweed&#8230; today, the weather forecast says &#8216;rain&#8217; and they close the schools!&#8221;<\/p>\n<h3 class=\"p3\"><strong>&#8220;Choosing between music and the sea is like choosing between salt and sugar! Sweet and salty is even better!&#8221;<\/strong><\/h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On the beach of the Shandrani, I find the artist in deep discussion with an Italian couple whom he will embark three days later on a trip aboard his boat the Princess. We settle down on the grass, facing the sea. 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