On Tuesday we headed to the nearby village of Dzogadze,
where Torgbui is the chief. Many
smiling faces, and clusters of children welcomed us. We heard some drumming across the grounds, and soon they joined
us where we were waiting. They led
us in a drumming procession to a shaded area under a huge, beautiful tree where
the performance would take place.
We were greeted by Torgbui and the elders of Dzogadze, and then the show
began.
They began with Atsiagbekor,
which was the piece we were most excited to see. Astiagbekor is a
traditional piece of the Ewe people.
It is known as a “war dance” as it represents events in battle. This incredibly athletic, and high energy
piece was traditionally used to excite and inspire soldiers, as well as tell
the story of the soldiers’ journey to battle. Today, not many groups have kept the tradition alive.
We were so lucky to be invited to Dzogadze to experience
such an amazing performance. The young
men and women who danced and drummed were all smiles and shared their energy with the
entire audience. I could not
believe the ability they had to perform, and there are no words to describe how
excited it made me feel.
After an intense Atsiagbekor
of about 45-60 minutes (and a quick break), the younger performers returned
to show us their version of Kete. In this piece, the dancers formed a
circle. There would be a couple
people, moving and dancing inside the circle, and then they would tag another
person in to dance in their place.
It was a sort of game.
One of the best things about these kinds of music and dance
is the sense of community. The
children were interacting and having fun with each other, and soon they reached
for us to join them, too. Dennis
and I were first chosen from our seats to dance within the circle. We had a partner show us how to
participate, and then we were quickly on our own. At first, I felt a little awkward because I was not really
sure what to do, but I embraced the moment and had so much fun! Others from our group were also pulled
in, so there was a mix of everybody participating. I know I had the biggest, cheesiest grin on my face! It was so fun to participate and enjoy
the dance with everyone there. I
added my own style to the moves I had been taught, and I did not care if I
looked silly at all because I was having so much fun.
After Kete
finished, everyone cheered and we returned to our seats for what we thought was
going to be goodbye. However, the
music just continued. The next
piece, Kinka, was a very casual piece
where people are invited to take part in a small social dance together. Watching everyone dance, and being able
to dance with those from Dzogadze, as well as our friends from Dagbamete was
amazing. These people have
moves! And the positive, exciting
energy that they share with us makes you feel so great. One of my favourite moments was when I
danced in a group from Dagbamete.
I was next to Abey (Robert), who is normally a shy, reserved man, but as
soon as the drum call started his smile shined so bright that I couldn’t help
but smile, too. Not only did he
have great energy, but his dancing was amazing, too.
Many master drummers took turns at the lead during Kinka, including Kathy. In Ghana, it is very rare to see any
female drummers, and traditionally they are only men. Not only was Kathy breaking that stereotype, but she is also
left-handed and a Westerner! The
looks on many of the men’s faces were very entertaining to me. Some of shock, some of amazement, and some
just couldn’t believe what she was capable of! That was an empowering moment.
When everyone had finished dancing and the drums were
silenced, we thanked everyone for their generous invitations and outstanding
performance, and headed home to Dagbamete. The whole ride home, I was so happy. This had absolutely been the highlight
of my trip. I loved each and every
moment that I shared with my Ghana family, and with the people in
Dzogadze.
After all the frustration I had experienced throughout the
week in our lessons, our visit to Torgbui’s village confirmed my love and
passion for this music. Through
all the tough hours of polyrhythms, syncopations, singing, dancing, and even
some crying, the end result is so worth it. At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter if your technique
isn’t perfectly correct, or if you miss a beat, what matters is the connection
with the people around you who are also enjoying and making music with
you. The love and joy in the
community is a very wonderful thing, and I just hope that I can continue on the
route to keeping the spirit of drumming and music in my life forever.
-Meaghan
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