Some years ago, the American documentary filmmaker Ron Wyman was bouncing around the northwestern hump of Africa, in the borderless land framed by the artificial nations of Niger, Mali, Libya, Algeria and Burkina Faso populated mostly by the Tuareg people. The long drives were accompanied by the sound of a languorous guitar on a bootleg cassette tape, each tight phrase linked to the next in an endless chain of riffs that stretched across the desert.… more »