“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Zakir Hussein line up

From Thursday's gig at the Mondavi Center:

Fazal Qureshi: tabla, kanjira; Hussein's brother.

Rakesh Chaurasia: bansuri (genius flutes).

T.H.V. Umashankar: ghatam (clay pot).

Sabir Khan: sarangi (sort of Indisn cello/viola). Wow.

Navin Sharma: dholak (drum).

Abbos Kosimov: doyra (Uzbek drum). Genius.

Joy Singh: acrobatic drumming. Unbelievable. He span with his head lower than his feet hitting the drum, among other things.

Antonia Minnecola: kathak dancer. Hussein's wife.

True story: my Mum's colleague at the day care center for at-risk children she managed in the mid-90s was Zakir Hussein's sister. Which meant he and his wife showed up with all kinds of incredible musicians and performed. She rightly saw the kids there as poor deprived white kids--the parents' racism prevented them from seeing she was very wealthy and cultured.

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