I discovered a new musician today. The talented Irishman Luke Slott plays trumpet, guitar and piano and also sings and composes his own music. The notes I heard, embraced, and share here today will bring you (at least in images and thoughts) from Dublin to Iran. And I’m pleased with my new discovery. Luke also writes a great blog and I just discovered him an hour ago. Listening to this music is a wonderful way to pass away an afternoon. So I share his notes with you.
It all started on Youtube with a video of Dublin called
No Road Back http://alturl.com/m8zdr
(watch it – it will make your day brighter). The images and the amazing original music with glorious trumpet sounds caught me. It brought back memories and took me home.
So I found another piece by this trumpeter Luke Slott and found out he plays piano too. He even played the piano in Grafton Street and the piece he played sent me to a Rumi poem that shares the title. Despite the title, the dreams are wonderful in both the music and the poem. How fun traveling with music.
Don’t Go Back To Sleep
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CLOcmFjlDco
Rumi Poem
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the door sill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
When it was finished I went to find out more about him at his website where I found him playing a moving composition on guitar that he dedicated to those suffering religious persecution on Iran. What a dream this one is, to free people from persecution. Now, I was hooked. Have a listen.
One Hundred Thousand Veils
Come down
and walk these roads around
the city of Tehran
where seven candles burn.
Follow me
all you who claim to be
possessed of charity
down to the Crimson Sea.
One hundred thousand veils have covered the sun
and darkest clouds have blocked and blackened the blue sky.
Did you hear the fate
of those who educate,
who even in the grave
find no respite from hate?
Have you seen the youth
who gave their lives for truth,
that girl who kissed the noosed
and welcomed all abuse?
One hundred thousand suns have fallen to earth
with blasts that block the ears from hearing the new song.
One hundred thousand veils have covered the truth.
How many mothers’ cries are lost in the tumult?
There is no war to fight
You have no sacred right
No holy book to cite
To make these wrongs seem right.
Does it so offend
to want this world to mend,
to walk in hope to the end
and see each man a friend?
Come down
and walk these roads around
the cities of Iran
which boast so much to man.
On his website http://www.lukeslott.com/ I also learned that in No Road Back, the first video I had watched, he was able to add his track to that of his father who had recording his part before he passed away. So they accompanied each other defying the limits of time. Details like that make music even more alive. The world according to Luke through his music and website is beautiful and hopeful and caring.
Today has become a blessed day thanks to art and beauty and the desire to share.
Find art, my friends. It is everywhere.
ancroiait 