fuckyeahsunra:

Sun Ra meets Salah Ragab - Egypt Strut

"In June 1971, I sent an invitation to Sun Ra from Cairo and six months later the Arkestra came to the land of the pharaohs in order to play for the first time at the foot of the pyramids. When Sun Ra and his Arkestra played in my living room in Heliopolis on December 12, 1971, Salah Ragab was one of my guests. It was their first personal contact.

Sun Ra set out again 12 years later to gaze into the eyes of Sphinx. In May 1983 he went into El Nahar Studio in Heliopolis with Salah Ragab in order to record side one of this record, two compositions of Salah Ragab. To my knowledge it had never happened before that Sun Ra and his Arkestra played compositions of a contemporary musician from outside. Maybe he was taken with the initials of Salah Ragab which were the same as in his own name, or he was fascinated with the fact that his own name was part of Ragab’s name. To my knowledge, Salah was the only non Afro- American, apart from Leah Ananda from Kashmir and Roger Aralamon Hazoumè from Dahomey, to be documented on record with Sun Ra.

In 1984 Sun Ra came to Egypt for the third time. Also for this last visit Salah played the drums in the Arkestra when the band played at the small Jazz club Il Capo (later renamed as Il Boko) in Zamalek.
DAWN is based on an Islamic hymn people sing after leaving their houses at exactly 4:51 in the morning, the beginning of the Arabic month “Shawall”. Sun Ra plays the main voice on a Hohner melodica.

WATUSA, recorded in 1984 in the intimate atmosphere of the El Capo Club in Cairo, is a composition for bigband, large percussion ensemble and dancers from the year 1967. During the long middle section all musicians of the Arkestra play percussion instruments. After Jacson’s solo on the big “infinity drum” and Matthew Brown’s conga-break, Salah Ragab takes an extensive drum solo. The second drum solo is by Clifford Jarvis. The screams of the dancers Myriam Broche and Gregory Pratt can only give a vague impression of the visual aspects of this Egyptian March.”

My two favourite people to ever trod this earth, Sun Ra and Salah Ragab collaborate in cairo to result in this album.. 

friendly-bibliophilie:

Long Legged Fly by William Butler Yeats [Read by Seamus Heany]

THAT civilisation may not sink,
Its great battle lost,
Quiet the dog, tether the pony
To a distant post;
Our master Caesar is in the tent
Where the maps ate spread,
His eyes fixed upon nothing,
A hand under his head.

Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence.

That the topless towers be burnt
And men recall that face,
Move most gently if move you must
In this lonely place.
She thinks, part woman, three parts a child,
That nobody looks; her feet
Practise a tinker shuffle
Picked up on a street.

Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
Her mind moves upon silence.

That girls at puberty may find
The first Adam in their thought,
Shut the door of the Pope’s chapel,
Keep those children out.
There on that scaffolding reclines
Michael Angelo.
With no more sound than the mice make
His hand moves to and fro.
Like a long-leggedfly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence. 

maherx93:

لمن لا يعلمون ،، 
ها هي صبرا و شاتيلا „ 

صبرا – فتاة نائمة

رحل الرجال الى الرحيل 
والحرب نامت ليلتين صغيرتين، 
وقدمت بيروت طاعتها وصارت عاصمة.. 
ليل طويل 
يرصد الأحلام في صبرا، 
وصبرا نائمة. 
محمود درويش „ 

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Laws of impermanence teach you that everything is subject to change, everything is in a state of constant flux, changing its form into one thing or the other.. like the different states of water for example, taking different forms into solid, liquid and gas.. I don’t know where I’m going with this.. but it’s a biological as is a metaphysical truth.

How come we’re in the 21st century and no one has even thought of inventing a device that records ‘smells’. We have cameras taking pictures, recorders taking sounds, but nothing relating to ‘smells’. I went for a walk today by the sea and as I was crossing the tunnel, some ordinary-looking lad starts to light incense sticks and stick them on the sides. I come out of the tunnel facing the sea, my nostrils start to inhale the Iodine salt from the frothy sea. As I approach Stanley, sultry baking aroma from sale-sucre start to emerge. In Raml station, the air fragrant with the smell of mangoes and Guavas piled by street vendors as they sell the season’s fresh ripe fruits. I’ve been reading a lot about sound, sound art, cymatics and technologies advancing in that field, but what about other senses? Is it even plausible to record a certain smell and preserve it? And is it just me, or do smells withhold significant associations to our brains and memories? Like for ex, the smell of the old-fashioned “555 cologne” reminds me of my grandmother’s house. I need a scientific answer on this one.

walking-on-earth:

The milky way. Sinai, Egypt.

Home.

walking-on-earth:

The milky way. Sinai, Egypt.

Home.

friendly-bibliophilie:

Tom O’Bedlam reads the second coming by William Butler Yeats

a-bittersweet-life:

Art by Film Directors presents a closer look into the artistic careers of many great filmmakers who began and continued their creative endeavors in art forms outside of cinema. Courtesy of Cinephilia and Beyond, film writer Karl French’s book offers a fascinating glimpse into the artworks of Alfred Hitchcock, Akira KurosawaJosef von Sternberg, and others who explored the limitless possibilities that art and imagination create. Master filmmakers are aware of the inspiration awaiting in sources outside of film, from personal experiences to paintings, photography, and more. Enjoy and be inspired with Art by Film Directors, When Film Imitates Art, and let the inspiration flow into your own artmaking!

This book looks at the meeting points between the cinema and other forms of visual art, and along the way highlights the surprising and illuminating connections and tensions between the different media. Born in the mid-1890s out of a marriage between technology and commerce, the cinema was and remains to a large extent a commercial, business-led medium. While other art forms may be involved with business, the impetus behind most—painting, photography, sculpture—is not inherently the need to attract as large a following as possible. Crudely put, while other visual arts are exclusive, films are inclusive. In fact cinema itself spans the range from, on the one extreme, elitist, consciously exclusive art to, at the other end, unashamed populism with little or no aspiration to art. The artist/directors featured within these pages themselves represent this full spectrum…

theparisreview:

“I won’t even talk to young writers anymore unless they can give me a good reason. I say, ‘I don’t have any time to talk to you unless you intend to give your entire life over to it, because it can’t be done otherwise.’”
In Esquire, Jim Harrison on what he has learned from writing.
Photograph: Michael Friberg.

theparisreview:

“I won’t even talk to young writers anymore unless they can give me a good reason. I say, ‘I don’t have any time to talk to you unless you intend to give your entire life over to it, because it can’t be done otherwise.’”

In Esquire, Jim Harrison on what he has learned from writing.

Photograph: Michael Friberg.

seven-minds:

A passion for something absent,

seven-minds:

A passion for something absent,

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