Oum Kalthoum and Gamal Abdel Nasser, voices of the Arabs

It’s the first Thursday of the month. The house has been cleaned in every nook and cranny and the children are wearing their best clothes. The evening air blows through the open windows, accompanying a peaceful expectation. A bit too peaceful, by the way, and unusual in this part of the world, except on this special day. After dinner, the family and their guests settle in the living room. As everyone takes their seats, the grandmother pulls out a radio. Finally, at 9:30 p.m. sharp, the concert begins. “We diverted the Nile. / What an event ! »sing Oum…