Something happy for Easter weekend.

Alma Deutscher: Born February 2005 in Oxford.

In response to her music – some people have said that one should not compose beautiful melodies in the 21st century, but that music must reflect the complexity and ugliness of the modern world.
Her answer !

“But I think that these people just got a little bit confused. If the world is so ugly, then what’s the point of making it even uglier with ugly music?”.

Concierto by the Jim Hall sextet.

A great jazz version of the well-known  Concierto de Aranjuez by Joaquín Rodrigo: taken from the album Concierto by the Jim Hall sextet.
With a glass of Chateau Musar:  A red wine from grapes grow in the Beqaa Valley Lebanon.
Please click the link for the wine & get an interesting insight into a family run vineyard that has gone through great travails keeping this wine in production.

A Diversion: The Tallis Scholars – Allegri Miserere.

I am not sure how long this will stay – it is well worth the 29 mins spent listening and then go to the version below and be transported to another reality: I have 15 different recordings (obsession – no…  I just love music that can make one stop & listen without distraction) my excuse anyway  🙂

The extended ‘C’ is delightful and without strain or vibrato in the version below.

Omar Metioui – The Oud.

The Oud played by Omar Metioui with words from the poem:

 

A garden among the flames

O Marvel,
a garden among the flames!

My heart can take on
any form:
a meadow for gazelles,
a cloister for monks,

For the idols, sacred ground,
Ka’ba for the circling pilgrim,
the tables of the Torah,
the scrolls of the Qur’án.

I profess the religion of love;
wherever its caravan turns along the way,
that is the belief,
the faith I keep.

A poem by:
Abū ʿAbd Allāh Muḥammad ibn ʿAlī ibn Muḥammad ibnʿArabī al-Ḥātimī aṭ-Ṭāʾī.

Better known as: Ibn Arabi – I think you can see why.   25 July 1165 – 8 November 1240.

He was a renowned Andalusia Sufi mystic and philosopher.

Music I like.

“La nina de las flores” from La Juderia album, Yasmin Levy.

I gave a girl a flower
And I called her the flower girl
Thus, for many years
His head was adorned
And I smelled her scent

And one day the girl disappeared
And I knew I would not see her any more

And in the middle of the road
I saw a flower a little tired
And I knew that was the flower
From my girl
From flower girl.

Been playing this album on my Landrover stereo and all I can say is ……..  Gosh what a voice !