#Egypt in #Music, #Nubian and Urban…

Egypt (Misr) is a mother, the mother of us all. With origins at least ten thousand years ago and a well-documented history for at least half that, this is where it all began, the bottle-neck between Africa, Asia and Europe, where black and white have rubbed shoulders since time immemorial and big ideas have been made and canceled as a matter of course, where Greeks, Romans, Arabs, Mamluks, French, British and Ottomans have all had their day, until Egyptians ultimately have their say and their way, and agree to disagree…

The last six years say it all, at the start of which I could travel freely all over the region, over land and water, like a pilgrim in search of everything, now divided into safe zones and no-fly zones and there-but-for-the-grace-of-God-go-I zones. Pick any God. The pyramids are the big deal, of course, but Thebes is all about columns, though never given credit as the prototype for Greece, with whom Egyptians share more DNA than has ever been acknowledged, either, only now obvious with the world genome now revealed…

If you want to travel there, do it. There is an overland route going south, too, you know, South Sudan optional. Sudan also has a border with Eritrea, and onward to Ethiopia via Djibouti, more of that same Greek/Nubian DNA there, apparently. Get visas in advance, if possible. You can always fly. The horn is the heartland. Welcome to the Bible. Go before WW4…

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