Marrakech – CasaNola, the unexpected love child of Casablanca and New Orleans — a jazz affair that promises three days of music, culture, and a whole lot of soul.
From June 12 to 14, Casablanca will slip into something silky and rhythmic, hosting CasaNola, a festival that’s less of a concert and more of a cultural romance.
Organized by AVEMPACE in collaboration with the New Orleans Jazz Museum, and supported by the City of Casablanca and partners like 2M TV and Royal Air Maroc, this event turns the Automobile Club du Maroc into a stage where saxophones speak louder than words.
Let’s set the scene: velvet nights, mint tea-infused cocktails (one can dream), and a sax riff slicing through the Casablanca air.
On the bill? Legends like James Andrews, Dr. Michael White, and Mahmoud Chouki from The Big Easy, vibing alongside Morocco’s finest: Adil Chrafi, Alaa Zouiten, and a band of virtuosos that would make even the toughest music snob sway.
But CasaNola isn’t just about the music — oh no. It’s about connection. It’s about culture. It’s about a jazz-fueled jam session between two worlds that have more in common than you’d think.
Both port cities, both melting pots, both obsessed with good food, better rhythm, and the kind of soulful chaos that makes life deliciously unpredictable.
“CasaNola isn’t just a festival — it’s a cultural bridge,” says Marissa Scott Torres, U.S. Consul General in Casablanca.
And she’s right. It’s a groove-driven diplomacy experiment, with parades, culinary collabs, and artist-led masterclasses that break the mold of your average music fest.
I mean, where else could you find gumbo meeting couscous, or a Gnawa trance session followed by a New Orleans second line? It’s as if someone whispered to the universe:
Let’s remix history — and the universe replied with a trumpet solo.
So whether you’re jazz-curious, a music lover, or just someone looking for a summer night that feels like a movie scene, CasaNola is your cue. Wear your dancing shoes, your most dramatic scarf, and prepare for a transatlantic serenade.
Because Casablanca is about to learn: in New Orleans, jazz isn’t just music — it’s a way of life. And for three magical nights, that life is ours too.