“The most cherished haven I ever called home was the Loca. It was more than a dwelling; it was my sanctuary. Abundant with imbu, yams, and sugar cane...”
The enchanting Brazilian from Pernambuco, Zabé, spoke of her Loca (cave or cavern) in the heart of Cariri Paraibano with overwhelming emotion and tears in her eyes.
While Zabé da Loca (the name she became known by) passed away some time ago, her impactful words linger. She would often express, even through her eyes: 'One day, I'll return to my rock.' In this sacred place, she raised her children, ingeniously sheltering them in dug holes covered with leaves while she toiled to provide for them.
Zabé, a resilient and humble woman, navigated the challenges of working for local farmers. Renowned for her tale of resilience in the hinterlands of Paraíba (Brazil), she became a virtuoso of the 'pife'—a distinctive musical instrument, a fife.
Recognized as the 'queen of the pife' in her musical career, Zabé left an indelible mark on Brazilian popular music. At the age of 79, she composed and recorded her inaugural album, followed by a second. Her contributions earned her the title of Revelation of Brazilian Music, and she was honored with the Order of Merit from the Ministry of Culture.
Zabé remains a living embodiment of Brazilian culture, her simple abode a welcoming space and a repository of stories. Supported by the state, an association was formed to share her narrative and preserve her musical legacy.
Guided by the echoes of Zabé's pife, we ascended to the Loca, gaining a firsthand experience of this extraordinary woman's history. As she had to relinquish the instrument due to fragile lungs, we mentally followed the sound, savoring the memories of our physical journey to the heart of Zabé's haven.
The encounter with the Loca transcended description—a testament to its welcoming simplicity and breathtaking vistas of Paraíba's hinterlands, adorned with a dry lake amidst the striking white foliage of the Cariri.
Exhausted yet fulfilled after the trek and amidst the scorching hinterland sun, we were warmly greeted by friends and 'family' of Zabé. A cool sip from the well accompanied the joyful refrain of an elderly man: 'What a delight to have you here.'"
