I’ve never seen a culture so obsessed with music videos. America a few years back—the era when MTV host Ananda Lewis was a role model for legions of pubescent YM readers, and Eminem rapped I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get so everyone knew just how great he was—was nothing compared to the Middle East of 2007. Forget fundamentalist Islam and homemade car bombs; music videos are what people here are devoting their energy to these days. Seven of the first twenty channels on my TV play music videos, ranging from the hip, glossy, ad-filled Melody Hits station to the more old fashioned Nojoom, which features men in traditional Arab garb playing the ‘oud (an Arab guitar).
Melody Hits, which broadcasts all over the Arabic-speaking world from the Gulf to Morocco, is a study in what happens when a conservative popular culture decides to become cool. Sure, the quick cuts, supersaturated color palette, and stylish production values are imported from MTV, but the videos are uniquely and very purposefully of their place. The music itself is distinctively Middle Eastern, favoring Arabic scales (think the Aladdin soundtrack) and throbbing drumbeats interspersed with flutes and jangling tambourines. Rarely do you find a singer too in love with soft-focus close-ups of their own face to bust a move; these divas, male and female alike, shake their hips, stick out their butts, and dance their way across the screen with skills that would put most American pop stars (Britney, for one) to shame.
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