Nganga Blues Tour Closes: Virus Fears & Public Safety Cancel Remaining Dates

Like this place, I'm slowly being swallowed by the jungle, and I, too, am half heartedly resisting the sweet dampness of night, the thick air of the day.

For the last couple of weeks the world has also spun more rapidly here: Africa: KwaZulu Natal. My Nganga Blues Tour falling from sold out shows to a dozen people and a couple of dogs. Shows by candle and lantern because the power has been so often lost. Beautiful moments. My years as a busker providing me enough power to sing and play without microphones. The show always went on. And now: only the noises of the cane fields and the jungle around me.

Eighteen shows cancelled. This Tour shutting down now now. It's been fading for ten days, but now- like the rest of the world- the Tour is hiding, waiting, wondering. And I'm surrendering to the jungle.

My current digs, this caravan. Captain Moreland was ship wrecked on this coast a couple of hundred years ago. Now, I too, am a castaway, foraging in this place without means or expectations. Free for the first time in years.
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Doc MacLean

N'ganga Blues Dates Moving Quickly: Half Sold

Well, here we are. N'ganga Blues. A few weeks into booking. Just over half the shows now sold. Thirty-five shows. That's enough to start the motor. The Western Cape is all but sold out. And there's some hustle-back now that I'm all but local. One of the things I like about playing Africa is that to me it remains very "old school" in terms of the music business- the dance around the edges. I was going to tell you some stories about the hustle, but I won't. Let's just say sometimes I swallow it- and sometimes I just walk away. The cool thing about working a territory with so many venues is that you can do that. Especially when you are putting bums in seats. It's a big street. And mostly it's a pleasure to play. I can't wait to strike the first note of the first show of the Tour!

Behind the scenes I've been busy looking up ground transportation, getting sound gear organized, and trying to set aside some time to write and record with some of my South African friends. The plan is to do a "made in Africa" project. I've been scouting some studios, and getting some ideas laid out. It's a big talent pool to draw from. South African's may guess who is likely to be working with me!

So, you buyers, three dates left for the Western Cape... And I'm going to charge into KwaZulu-Natal and the Eastern Cape in short order! Let's fill all these dates so Plug Music can get to work!

Back in North America: for upcoming spring and summer 2020 bookings I'll be working with Bruce Morel, of Music Marketing International (MMI). I've known Bruce for over thirty years, and I'm very excited to join his raster of Artists. For the first time since 1979 I won't need to send a statement of availability to the Winnipeg Folk Festival!

N'ganga Blues: Biggest South African Tour Announced

Believe it. The National Steel Blues Tour is back. Back to Africa. Bigger, and badder than ever. In January, 2020 I'll launch N'ganga Blues, almost certainly the Biggest little tour to take southern Africa. No place too large, too small, too grand, or too humble. From time to time I'll have some of South Africa's top blues, rock and folk royalty joining me for some pop-up events.N'ganga. The healer. This thing we call Blues. I've rolled the bones all over the map. Sixty throws. Sixty mostly solo shows: they shadow South Africa. When you roll the bones you could come up snake eyes. Or you could score big. That's what the Old Man used to say.Dust in my blood, I can't escape. Solo, I'm pushing back out into the desert. The Great Karoo is calling: and then the rest of it. This map shows places with names I can't pronounce. Yeah, yeah, if I can put my finger on it- I'm going there. It's in the sidebar. When we stop for drinks, I'll get it sorted.When I was young I met them in the American rural south, at the festivals, in the juke joints. Men like Son House, Sam Chatmon, Robert Pete Williams. As an older man, it should of been no surprise to meet them again- or rather, others like them- here in Africa. A full circle. An unbroken chain. Tellers and healers. And now I'm back, surfing the summer heat, buying cheap red and diesel. Life leaking out around the edges. Death wandering aimlessly. At night: it's cool neon and electric wire, both humming in B flat. To Have and Have Not. To breathe in and out.It's healing music, these Blues. But the Blues is also this journey: close to the wire. The hot wire. A journey through life. This place where all things are possible. Or should be. Where stories hang like dust in the air: drawn to the heart by the rattle of the Bones. N'ganga.