Published on : 06/03/2021 – 15:10Modified : 01/03/2021 – 12:06
Frankly, from Cavaillon (24 km from Avignon) what do I know? Apart from the blue of the sky which rubs against the blue of the French South, apart from the very round melons which land like a regional glory in our summers? Nothing. He was born in Cavaillon, our guest.
Born in the land and the bled system, but which one? Ilyes Griyeb to the eye, he just needs a camera and he makes you Cavaillon-Meknes in a dark room. When it comes out, you have the face of Morocco (title of his photo album) in several portraits, several micro-stories and above all as a visual poem both unstructured, and violently contemporary of a Morocco that we do not want to see: young, free and messy. The problem is this click in G Major for the self-taught click of Ilyes Griyeb.
The musical choices of Ilyes Griyeb
To Money Call
Cheb Rezki Ana al Ghaltan