Ancient sounds, youthful music
And her sitar led the way, taking the listener through the journey of various sounds and textures, embellishing this musical story like a skilled raconteur. Great masters have often reiterated that ancient music, music of our masters never dies, it lives within us creating and recreating itself, thus making it even more relevant, its pure organic sounds reverberating in the air. One could feel this intense connect of collective experiences, making the listener feel there’s something happening there. Modern and ancient sounds were communicating with one another, giving this canvas a rich complexity of meaning. The sitar as a narrator keeps coming back through out the album and creates that dialogue which is deeply haunting yet restrained, leaving much to the listeners imagination.I can still feel the echo of the melodious sitar, the resonant mridangam, the weighty and warm cello, the hang(newly created percussion instrument) and the golden barritone voice of its African singers. To my ears this consonance of music had preserved its traditional classicism and yet was youthfully energetic. After travelling half the world, i feel through this diverse musical canvas we share a lot of histories, and that ancient masters created music that bridged and healed us, touched our souls and we are after all, a product of each others lives and experiences.