Graham Nash was at times overshadowed by Crosby, Stills and (at times) Young, but he was a mean musician in his own right (and quite the dancer too). The experiences that led to him writing Marrakesh Express are ones that most travelers can related to.
Nash rode from Casablanca to Marrakesh in 1966. The lyrics are filled with the sights, sounds and “vibes” that he encountered on the trip. In an interview, Nash told Rolling Stone magazine that at first he traveled in the first-class compartment. But he found it “fucking boring.” Thus he went to sit with hoi polloi and the “ducks and pigs and chickens.”
The travelers vs tourists debate doesn’t need to be revisited here, but anyone who finds first-class too sterile is doing something right. The lyrics, of course, belong to all travelers, not just those riding the train through Northern Africa.
Sweeping cobwebs from the edges of my mind
Had to get away to see what we could find
Hope the days that lie ahead
Bring us back to where they’ve led
Listen not to what’s been said to you
This is a stripped down version, highlighting Nash’s talents.