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PS Picks: Emahoy Tsegué-Maryam Guèbrou's Mystical Music

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March is a tweener. A mix of warm, stately sunsets, frenetic snowstorms, and gray afternoons that look at you askance, it's a month that throws the notion of categorization off balance.

Emahoy Tsegué-Maryam Guèbrou's piano playing is similarly resistant to classification, and this is its magnificence. Her songs—always solo piano affairs—often recall the impressionism and romance of more familiar composers like Debussy and Chopin, evincing the European classical traditions she studied as a youth during stints in Switzerland and Cairo. But all is not as it seems. Guèbrou modulates playfully in and out of keys like a somnambulating Thelonious Monk, and runs her hummingbird fingers up and down the pentatonic scale in the great tradition of her church's liturgical chants. She's unbound by key, by tradition, by meter—sometimes, her right-hand melodies seem to float above the measures they're part of. I don't wish to count them.

She released two albums in the late 1960s and early '70s to fund an orphanage, compiled on the incredible Éthiopiques, vol. 21: Emahoy (Piano Solo). With songs like "The Homeless Wanderer," and "The Mad Man's Laughter," Guèbrou seems happily unmoored, and the more I listen—me as well. Sometimes gods are fallible, and you don't yearn for spring.