Thursday, February 01, 2007

 

The call of the drum ; the true gypsy spirit

Every time I pick up a drum, I am brought back to that place, that sacred magical place, a timeless place, where we all played music, danced, sang, drank wine, ate grapes and bathed in beautiful waters...in celebration, in ceremonies, in rituals.

One of my passions is to recreate these types of ancient experiences in my daily life. It is a hard thing to while living in metropolitan car driven city like Los Angeles. Therefore, I am so called to travel to the lands where the drum, the frame drum originates. I have awaited this day, studying mostly in America, and now am about to embark on some serious percussive adventures.

I believe in 2007 I am going to be going to Israel and Egypt, study the nay, hang out with the Bedwins, drink tea and play music in the Negev and the Sinai Desert...after that, I am hoping to go to Morocco, hang out with the Ganawa Musicians and learn about their trance music...

I only wish I was a man when it comes to traveling to these parts of the world. A happy blond lady playing percussion is definitely a site that has potential of attracting alot of attention, and sometimes, unwanted attention from men. I am better at it, learning to create a bubble around myself when I do not any strangers approaching me...

Please stay in touch as my travels become more a living reality...so exciting, indeed

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