He's a bit younger than mulatu, who's 64, so yeah, i'd say maybe late 50s. it was a really upful, fun night. lots of really touching sorrowful songs from ahmed, but some massive call and respose dance tunes, too, which got the whole place on its feet. he's busts a mean move, himself, too.
on that note, i was sitting directly behind three beautiful, incredibly tall ethiopian girls who were doing the eskita shoulder dancing during ahmed's performance, which is kind of great to see (also extremely hard to do well, which they were).
getachew was my highlight, though. he didn't even get on stage for the first five minutes of his set. he just came in from the wings, walked out into the middle of the crowd, planted his feet down like a sumo wrestler, stuck his neck out and played like it was the last time he'd ever get the chance. he absolutely rocked. after that and listening to lost of dean fraser lately, i'm beginning to think that saxaphones are pretty cool after all.