| Blarg ( @ 2006-11-26 03:15:00 |
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| Current music: | the sound of silence (literally) |
what am i doing in this desert?
So I don't know what I was expecting from Sudanese music, but what I heard to night was amazing. So full of emotion and descriptive in a way that I've never heard from violins. One song actually sounded like the women who surrounded me in their colorful native garb. Another sounded like a memory of home, the kind you get when you've been far away for a while and all the bad parts of its reality have faded. Seriously, beautiful. And in case you're wondering why I was at a Sudanese concert, a coworker from Sudan invited me. Which was cool, and so much appreciated.
One thing though did make me think of my life as just a tv show that's been on the air too long. I was surrounded by people who are all from the same place in the world where English is not spoken, so they're all speaking in their native tounge. I get it and don't mind at all, but I couldn't help but think: Now see Erin not knowing what's being said around her, but this time it's in *slight dramatic pause* Sudanese!
Yeah, I know I'm nuts. But I'm so fucking fun :) You know you love me.